Married To The Shadow Lord

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ed back with my head. I somehow just managed to get my tongue s

en being reserved. Fortunately, I had learned from

If I wanted to survive this with only minor wounds, I had to focus.

khe

I sank low and missed his repeated swings. He was aware that I didn't

ast freaking nerve, and these tests we

n was becoming off-balance. I thought of punching him in the throat, but he was too

at retaliation would never be worthwhile as I inspected the exposed skin over his

me, the more I considered our problematic family dynamics and how hard he was h

as complex. Unfortunately, my relationship with the male deliverin

Who Deserves a Bitchslap than my father since, un

t murder, what do you describe the momen

just below my ribcage. He backed off after I retalia

ollow. He was the clan's expert in managing his speed and movement. In f

at most people in this world were unable to handle anything even va

by Fabian because of this. He questioned my ability to

e needed to be able to freely move around people. He also can defend himself with a simple flick

. But occasionally, especially when I saw him glancing at me with eyes that occa

't hel

slightest mention of that filthy little phrase. To avoid

that the win wo

h a beating were being ruined by the ruminations in my thoughts. I had ov

me with a flawless roundhouse kick. He was able to swing a leg be

all. At least my soul was still inside of me. A fe

ng, you are not truly alive. You're just a shell. Daddy Dearest taught me tha

dy would carry it out without question-apart from the command itsel

someone into a c

it to becom

tching a soul from a body that doesn't want it. I was altered by it. Additionally, it prov

era

ood above me shaking his head in disapproval, my mi

ie. Similarly, this had become ingrained in my experience to the point whe

ealize t

an to raise a Volkswagen. I scratched my temples, cer

ed the bucket from Gregor. My former sparring partner was my age. He

u could hav

to my feet after the tilt-

't let your

'm se

you need me to tell you that? Whi

, b

tand the consequences of doing so. You did well to create some distance between us, but as

d, lowering my guard, an

another serious error after the first one. I regretfully made a shitload of

me as G. It's not my

me, Mateus hurriedly looked away

urage her. She alr

again as I yelled at

lways be so...you

gnore the pain under my ribs. The only weapon I found challenging

lo

watch your

n him. He had been going back and forth to the Otherland and other crossings, taking care of

t was on the other side of the property. Additionally, I used to go there f

o spar with me. My greatest source of pride came from that. Of course,

inity while we were both seventeen, he started becoming unusually cautious aroun

stic of him. He did nothing more than n

. I was speaking the scr

is hands tucked in his pockets. In the training area, his light grey thre

rk hair become grey. Barring any harmful spells the witches or fairies co

ernal youth. That combined with any Fortis' high sex desire made for an alluri

ther had succumbed to it. I'm grateful that he kept his sexual lif

n space. He moved slowly, studying the many weapons displayed on the walls as if they were artif

always been stronger than females. Who knew there could be sexism in t

a private conversation

a fleeting glance. On the concrete floor, fifteen footsteps could be hear

n kept note of the unimportant details. Anythi

fully examined an arrow tip he had tak

crossing his arms. Why was t

the bow. more than capable in hand-to-hand combat. good equilibrium. Strong. Quick. li

dulation. I began hand-to-hand training not long after I turned seven. I mastered t

s a natural. The warriors did

ter off learning evasive techniques and becoming proficient with weapons engaged from a distance. I

ew?" you ask.

t swords. She has an odd fondness for katanas. Nearly a

k after receiving the katanas, I had spent almost

retended they were since he had given me the weapons a few days earlie

ian exclaimed, "

s had passed since I began exercising with them. To be fair, ever since I was old enough to con

ver

y father's question's motivation. He wasn't one for idle conversation or check

the

egor: "Is

ink s

for what?

bligation to your k

an was curious as to how I would fare in a fight. I hadn't been outperformed by men with decades of

s aware that I was an outlier. But truly, no

ld control our behavior and deal with anyone trying to enter or depart t

enemies, saw our might as we increased our force. This was especially t

Their responsibility was to make sure there was no unauthorized traveling.

n realms without being noticed. Everyone was concerned about the outco

ly. Many were captivated by the abilities of what effectively served as portals to

a one-way excursion. Only extremely powerful individuals, like my father and u

quire the skills to defend the clan if necessary. Why, however

ht, I'd like to speak wi

d be pleased to e

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aring at his younger sibling

had ever put on. My stomach began to bubble

u two are through,

thinking about my lip. When Fabian Petrov wa