The Horned King: Zalig: Book One by Karlee Berrios

Author:Karlee Berrios [Berrios, Karlee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Indie Publisher
Published: 2024-04-25T00:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

Elva

That asshole.

That arrogant, colossal, massive, giant asshole!

Standing in front of my mirror this morning, I see the point of last night's visit. A tapestry of blue and purple covers my inner thighs and hips, and a very distinct print is visible from the seams of his gloves around my neck.

How fucking dare he?

I am just doing my job, and he thinks he has any right to mark me, to make certain that another man won't come anywhere near me while I wear his artwork. All of that, just to not let me find release at all.

I don't think I've ever been so furious with someone. I've certainly never felt any of the things I felt last night. Not being a virgin doesn't mean that I'm at all experienced with the kind of overpowering, pulsing desire I feel when Kairon touches me. Like every nerve in my body shuts off except for the ones he's touching.

Nothing exists aside from him when he's near me, and it's becoming impossible to navigate. I am supposed to be the charming one, and he's supposed to be The Horned King, for gods' sake.

Raya appears behind me, whistling. "Wow."

I mhmm, gritting my teeth.

"Those are impressive. I can almost see the imprint of his teeth right there." She cackles, pointing at a remarkably detailed spot on my right leg.

"Yes, I see that. Thank you."

She laughs again. "Elva, what have you done to him?"

I scoff, turning around to face her. "I haven't done anything," I argue my innocence. "I'm just..." Her raised brow and smirk let me know that my lie isn't as convincing to her as it is to me. "I may have been a little extra friendly with Prince Tirriel yesterday."

Her quiet laughter turns into howls as she uses my shoulder to balance herself. "You are a deviant, Elva. You've brought more fun into this castle than it's probably seen in centuries."

"How was I supposed to know he would react this way?" I ask as I step behind the changing partition. The dress hung up on it for me to grab is a light yellow, tiny blue detailing woven in to look like little flowers. It's ethereal, looks like spring, and feels even better. When I return from behind it, Raya looks me up and down clinically, nodding her approval.

"You must know the effect you have on him by now," she chides.

I drag a chair over and place it in front of the mirror so she can style my hair for me again. "He doesn't know me well enough to get jealous," I tell her. "I've only been here a few days."

Using a comb to tame the snarls, her eyes don't leave the wild waves this humidity has caused while she speaks. "Do you know how many people have challenged the king, in any capacity, since he took over?"

"That have lived to tell the tale, you mean?" I specify.

She tugs on my hair a little, causing me to laugh. "I mean, at all."

"Can't say I do." I shrug.

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