Filed To Story: Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee
I grimace. “There are a lot of shifters in this house with sensitive hearing. I mean, I normally don’t give a fuck who hears, but when it’s my family?—“
“I soundproofed the room with magic.”
“Oh, thank the fucking gods,” I breathe out.
“Or just thank me. Still, your family isn’t stupid. They know what we were up to in here.”
She smirks at my groan and slips out of the room.
BAELFIRE
The second we step into the hall, Maven is encircled by Everett’s arms. He exhales in relief before jerking back and scowling at the still-healing mating mark visible on her neck, not to mention the other love bites I left.
He lifts the hem of her shirt, ignoring the way Maven rolls her eyes as he checks her body.
The glare he turns on me is chilling. “I know deep down you’re a beast, but did you have to bite her so damn much?”
“As if you mind biting,” Maven teases.
Everett blushes profusely as I raise my brows. “Hold the fucking phone—is Snowflake kinky?”
“Shut up, lizard. Silas, heal the damn bite on her neck.”
Maven holds up a hand to stop the blood fae. “I want the scar. How else will other shifters know to keep their paws off what’s mine?”
Godsdamn, I love when she’s possessive.
I beam at her, proud as hell when the others finally spot the injury on my neck, too. “Don’t worry, baby. They’ll know I’m yours.”
Everett sighs. “I will never fucking understand shifters wanting to scar their mates.”
“That’s because elementals are holier-than-thou wimps,” I supply, still on Cloud Nine from two days in heaven with my mate.
But our keeper frowns, glancing around like she’s looking for something we can’t see.
“Where’s Crypt?”
“His markings were glowing, so I assume his disappearance has to do with Limbo,” Silas says, nudging Everett aside to kiss Maven’s temple and gently check her neck to see how it’s healing. “You should eat real food. Brigid is making?—“
“I heard that,” my mom calls from the distant kitchen. “Even if we’re family now, it’s Commander Decimus or Bael’s Mom to you.”
I laugh and lead them into the sweet-smelling kitchen, where my caster dad Ivan is carefully decorating cupcakes with Bran at the table. My mom is helping Oscar mix what appears to be a batch of brownies.
It never gets less funny to see that short commander next to my dad, who’s my height.
As soon as my mom spots me, she quirks a knowing brow and waves me over until I follow her out of the kitchen and into one of their spare bathrooms down another hall. She pulls three extra-strength packs of rut suppressants out of the medicine cabinet and slaps them into my hand, shaking her head at me.
“For gods’ sakes, use these next time. Your poor mate,” she hisses quietly enough that I know only Oscar can overhear from the kitchen.
“Oh, my gods.” I try to shove them back at her. “Look, it was just bad timing.”
“Bad timing? No, that’s called not using common fucking sense. You don’t just spring that on someone—
especially not a non-shifter! If Oscar had caught me off guard like that before we were bonded, I would have thrown his ass into the Divide myself,” she scoffs. “I’m surprised your mate didn’t kick you out and?—“
She cuts off, eyes widening as they land on my neck for the first time. “Oh. Gods.”
I can’t help the elated smile that breaks free on my face. “Yeah. It’s official.”
I could almost swear my mom’s eye waters with emotion for a second before she sniffs in a no-nonsense way.
“Liquid silver? Brutal, but it’s also kind of…touching.”
“Brutally touching is Maven’s specialty,” I grin.
My mom snorts and then gets serious, studying me. “You seem…different. Something about your dragon. My own inner dragon noticed it immediately.”
I shrug. “Just having a good day.”
She hums. I know she doesn’t buy it, but she gets business-like quickly. “You two missed New Year’s with the family. The rest of your quintet was certainly welcome, and all went well, but you’ll have to apologize to Quinn. She was in tears that
Uncle Baelfire’s Ninja Mate wasn’t around.”
“Sorry about missing that.”
She rolls her eye. “No, you’re not.”
I grin. “You’re right. I’m really not.”
“Don’t look so smug. You also missed a bunch of assholes trying to break into our territory.”
My smile fades. “Shit.”
“Yeah, shit. They came close to breaking through the wards until Declan rained fire down on them. That Douglas boy was there and insisted he just wanted to speak with the telum. I told him to go eat shit,” she adds haughtily. “Still cannot believe he was stupid enough to try invading our territory. Although I admit…it was a close call for Declan.”
I pick up on Maven’s subtle footfalls and glance over as she walks into the hall with the bathroom. She looks at my mom, her brow furrowing as she clearly heard that last part.
“Let me guess. Bounty hunters.”
My mom nods.
Maven’s lips press together. “I’m sorry I led them here. I doubt they’ve given up, so we’ll need to leave soon.” My mom starts to protest, but Maven quickly adds, “We have another mark to get to, anyway.”
The commander sighs. “All right. Like I said, all my kids like to fly the coop before I’m ready for it. But before you leave…remember I wanted to show you something the other night? I would still like to show you.”
“Lead the way.”
Maven and I follow my mom as she leads us past the kitchen and toward what my family has always jokingly called the War Room but is really the commander’s office. Silas and Everett fall into step with us quickly. We step into the spacious room, which is mainly filled with a massive table painted with a sprawling map of the world.
Only right now, it’s also covered in a shit-ton of little game board-like pieces and erasable marker drawings.
I frown when I see a cluster of five white pieces inside my parents’ land on the map. One of them is marked “
telum.”
“Is that us?” I ask.
My mom nods and starts to say something else, but Crypt steps out of fucking nowhere and promptly dips Maven, kissing her deeply like he just got back from war.
Although, I guess with his curse, maybe he did. There’s a spray of blood on his boots, not to mention a bloodied rip in the calf area of his pants. His markings are glowing faintly.
There’s my girl, he says telepathically, grinning as they straighten.
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