Page 63 of Her Possessive Minotaurs

The chains of my past shatter around me, leaving nothing but open air and possibility. I look back at Thalos, Irix, and Kael—my protectors—and see their faces softened with pride and relief.

I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I drop the axe to the ground. The sound of its metal clanging against stone echoes through the courtyard.

It’s over.

Thalos steps forward, his hand resting gently on my shoulder. “You did it.”

I exhale, my body trembling but my heart steady. “I killed him.”

Then, I turned to the dark estate looming behind me. “Let’s burn it all to the ground and destroy everythin Eryndor held close to his heart.”

My minotaurs smiled at me, letting me take the lead.

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The estate burns behind us, flames licking up the stone walls, consuming the place of my torment. As the fire roars, I lead the humans out, their eyes filled with awe and gratitude. Their chains clink as they shuffle forward, blinking against the light of freedom.

“Thank you,” one whispers, her voice choked with emotion. Tears streak down her dirty face, but there’s a spark of hope in her eyes. “You saved us.”

I smile faintly, my heart swelling with pride. “You’re free now. Just like I am.”

We move away from the burning estate, the heat of the flames warming our backs. Thalos, Kael, and Irix stand by my side, their presence a fortress of strength and solidarity. They’ve fought for me, bled for me, but now we stand as equals. Our bond has been forged in fire and blood, and it’s unbreakable.

As the flames rise higher, casting a fierce glow against the dawn sky, I look at them—my protectors, my family. Thalos with his unyielding strength, Kael with his quiet compassion, and Irix with his fierce loyalty. My heart is full.

I’m not just their lover. We’re finally on equal footing.

Together, we turn away from the burning estate, ready to start our new life—together.

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47

LAIA

Three weeks later, the world has shifted. The past feels distant, like a shadow that has finally faded. I stand in the sacred meadow, the grass soft beneath my bare feet, the air thick with the scent of blooming flowers. The sun is just beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the ceremony.

The meadow is alive with color, wildflowers swaying gently in the breeze. It feels like a dream—too perfect, too peaceful. But it’s real. We’ve earned this moment.

The oldest minotaur of their race stands before us, his voice deep and reverent as he speaks the ancient words of bonding. His fur is gray with age, and his eyes are wise and knowing. He’s seen countless ceremonies like this one, but today, it feels special.

I glance at Thalos, Irix, and Kael standing beside me. Their eyes are fixed on the elder, their expressions solemn but filled with an underlying excitement. Thalos’s hand brushes against mine, a silent reassurance that we’re in this together.

The elder’s voice rumbles through the meadow, each word carrying weight and history. “Today, we witness the union offour souls—bound by fate, strengthened by trials, and united in love.” His eyes sweep over us, pausing on me with a gentle smile.

I feel a surge of emotion—gratitude, love, hope—all blending together in a heady mix that makes my heart swell. This ceremony isn’t just about us—it’s about everything we’ve been through and everything we’ve become.

The elder continues, “By this bond, you vow to protect one another, to cherish one another, and to walk together through all of life’s challenges.” He raises his hands, his voice growing louder with the ancient incantation.

My gaze meets Kael’s soft eyes first. There’s a tenderness there that makes my breath catch. Then Irix’s fierce golden gaze—always so intense but now softened with an emotion he rarely shows. And finally Thalos’s steady eyes—filled with unspoken promises and an unbreakable resolve.

The elder’s final words hang in the air like a benediction. “May your bond be as strong as the earth beneath your feet and as enduring as the stars above.”

As the sun sets behind us, casting long shadows over the meadow, I feel a sense of completeness I’ve never known before. We are bound together now—by choice and by fate.

My heart swells with emotion as I look at Thalos, Irix, and Kael. Each of them stands with me, their eyes filled with love and devotion. I’ve never felt so complete, so whole. The past seems like a distant nightmare, something we conquered together.

Thalos is the first to speak. His voice is a low rumble, filled with the strength and determination that have always defined him. “I vow to protect you,” he says, his dark eyes locking onto mine. “To stand by your side no matter the battle, no matter the storm.”

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