The Collared Queen: Book Two of the King's Collared by Douglas Demitria

Author:Douglas, Demitria
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

She sat on the bench, shivering in the Low Autumn winds as she leaned forward, her elbows resting on her knees. She watched Galadrin as he trained recruits, enforcers and Warlords, all stripped down, wearing only breeches or pants. Some of the women present were just as bare as their male counterparts, though others had bound their chests to keep their breasts from interfering with the rigorous training. Empress’ thoughts bounced between what she had heard earlier that morning in the Sanctum to what Lyre had revealed about the collar and bracelet, neither topic welcoming or comforting.

Guilt was burning a hole through her chest, guilt that she had been changed by the collar, by Jared, guilt that she had submitted, that she had liked it.

Galadrin tossed her a canteen, dragging her from her spiralling thoughts. “Drink up, wildcat.”

Empress gave him a flat look but sipped from it. “Isn’t it a little cold to be shirtless? Or were you just looking for an excuse?”

Galadrin sat beside her, throwing an arm over her shoulders. “I thought you’d be used to it, traveling with Grey. He’s usually the first of us to go shirtless when we train.”

She twisted out from under his arm, scowling at the sweat that soaked into her shirt from touching him, darkening the blue linen to navy. He grinned at her, grabbing her wrist.

“Show me what you can do with that knife.” He said lowly, his fingers hot against her skin. She bared her teeth and he laughed. “Come, wildcat. Show me.”

“And give you a reason to hurt me when I gut you?” Empress snapped. She tried to pull her wrist from his grasp but it was like trying to budge stone. “No thanks.”

Galadrin laughed again, leaning back on the bench, still holding her wrist, sunlight glinting off of his red-gold hair. “If you can manage it, go for it. I won’t hurt you or punish you if you do. Besides, you can just heal me after if you succeed.”

She ground her teeth. “You’d need the bracelet on for me to do that.”

“Ah that. Then I’ll have to put it on, won’t I?” Galadrin tugged her closer, his lips at her ear. “I guess it won’t matter since you won’t be able to gut me.”

Empress snarled viciously, trying to jerk away. Galadrin’s grip tightened briefly before he released her, rising.

“You’ve got some emotions to work out, wildcat. Let me help.” Galadrin said as he backed away from her, moving toward the sparring ring behind him. Two practice swords had been thrust into the sandy ring, waiting. “I’m sure Grey gives you a ride whenever you get too wound up, but I’m not going to do that, not unless you beg.”

She bared her teeth at him and he shrugged at her, sweat running down his bare muscular chest. His expression was amused, his tone lighthearted, but there was heat in his dark green eyes. Other enforcers and Warlords were watching, their interest piqued, while the recruits continued the drills Galadrin had set them to.

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