How to Tame a Beastly Lord (Book 2)
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💚“I love how Bree deals with wounds, issues and heartache.” 💚“Thanks, Bree, for Adrian. Keep writing.”The young woman beside him was the picture of misery.
Gritting his teeth, Adrian did his best not to look at her, to ignore the tears that blurred her vision. He had sensed her the moment she’d stepped into the small chapel. Fear had radiated off her. Fear and pain and regret; feelings Adrian knew well. They were his daily companions, and he sensed them in others with an ease that had been won through years of experience.
A part of Adrian could not help but regret the fact that he had agreed to marry her. Her sharp intake of breath when she had glimpsed his scar spoke loud and clear of the terror that lived in her heart. No doubt she’d heard the rumors of the Beast of Ravengrove. Who knew what thoughts, what fears lived in her heart?
Certainly, this marriage would protect her from society’s censure, but was that enough? Perhaps he ought to have urged Grant to search for another man willing to marry her despite the circumstances she now found herself in. Perhaps that would have been for the best.
For her.
For everyone.
Still, as much as he regretted the developments that had brought them to this moment, Adrian could not help but look at her. She was Emery’s little sister, and a part of him yearned to know her. Her tear-filled eyes shone with the same silvery glow as her brother’s and possessed the same kindness as well. She was a slender woman, not short in height, but dainty and delicate. Her velvety white skin stood in stark contrast to the raven-black curls dancing down her temples, and despite the paleness of her cheeks, her lips seemed to know the meaning of a smile.
She had been happy…once.
Now, her jaw was quivering as she fought down panic, her eyes fixed on something only she could see, away from him and the fear the very sight of him instilled in her.
Guilt flooded his heart, and Adrian whispered a silent apology to his friend. He had hoped to be of service to Emery’s little sister. However, it would seem his mere presence was causing her more heartbreak than she had ever known before. His jaw tightened at the thought that he was disappointing his friend yet again, unable to repay the debt he owed him.
Her lashes fluttered downward and when they came back up, a lone tear rolled down her right cheek. She swallowed hard, and he could see her gaze shifting backward as though she wished to turn to look at the man who sat in the pew behind her.
Grant.
The man she’d married.
The man she’d loved.
The man she still loved.
While Grant would return to his first wife, both hands reaching for a happily-ever-after with the woman who’d stolen his heart years ago, Emery’s sister would have to say goodbye to the man who had stolen hers.
It was, indeed, a dark day. Adrian felt like a true beast at the sight of her terror whenever she dared glance at him. Silently, he prayed that the priest would hurry so that he could retreat to the west wing and leave her be.
For that was the only way she would ever find a small measure of peace here at Ravengrove.
As promised, he would marry her, give her his name, his protection…as well as his absence. She could make her home in the east wing while he would remain far away, in his family’s old quarters where life didn’t dare venture. He would keep his distance and avoid her wherever possible. It was the least he could do, lest the darkness in his life engulf her as well.
No, he would never allow that to happen. His failure to keep his distance had already claimed Emery’s life. Adrian would not allow his friend’s sister to follow him into an early grave.
She was ruined. He was resigned. Neither believed in happy endings—until they met. Lady Eugenie never expected her fall from grace. Alone, unwed, and carrying scandal, she’s certain she’ll be discarded by the world she once knew. But when Adrian Brooks, the reclusive Earl of Remsemere, offers her his name without judgment or demand, she accepts—not for love, but for survival.
He lives in shadows. She walks gently toward the light. Scarred by tragedy and guilt, Adrian believes happiness is a luxury he forfeited long ago. Ravengrove is his refuge—and his prison. But Eugenie’s quiet strength begins to shift the air. She never asks for more than he can give, and yet somehow… he finds himself wanting to give her everything.
Their pasts tell them love isn’t for people like them. But their hearts disagree. In the silence between grief and tenderness, something begins to grow. Not just love, but permission: to laugh, to live, to believe that they are more than the worst thing that ever happened to them. Together, they learn that healing doesn’t demand heroics—just patience, kindness, and someone who stays.
She was never anyone’s first choice. Now she’s the reason he chooses to begin again.
🌙 If you've ever felt trapped by sorrow or shame—and still hoped you might find someone who sees you, stays with you, and dares to love you anyway… this story is yours.
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