Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale ` 37 Summary
In Chapter 37 of “Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows,” Tessa is engulfed in a whirlwind of panic and confusion as she confronts Dominic, who is under the influence of a love potion. The tension in the air is palpable as she realizes that Dominic is not only intoxicated but also consumed by a primal rage, mistaking her for Margaery. His violent and possessive behavior shocks Tessa, who feels a mix of fear and desperation as she struggles against his overpowering strength. The realization that Dominic’s feelings for Margaery have not faded hits her hard, leaving her feeling utterly helpless and terrified.
As the chaos unfolds inside Pero Cela, Dashnell is outside with Margaery, who is also under the influence of the drug. He tries to soothe her as she succumbs to her desires, insisting that they must wait. Dashnell’s internal struggle reflects his respect for Margaery, as he refrains from taking advantage of her vulnerable state. Meanwhile, Adam, his companion, prepares to take action, hinting at a plan that is about to unfold amidst the escalating tension.
Inside the party, the atmosphere shifts dramatically as guests begin to notice Dominic’s absence. Joshua, keenly aware of the time, feigns concern while secretly reveling in the chaos he has orchestrated. As the guests speculate about Dominic and Margaery, their crude comments and laughter soon turn to shock as they overhear Dominic’s aggressive words through the door. The scene takes a scandalous turn, with the guests realizing the gravity of the situation and their reactions ranging from amusement to discomfort.
Amid the revelry, Avery’s anger boils over as he witnesses the unfolding scandal. He feels a sense of betrayal and shame, believing that Margaery’s actions will tarnish their family’s reputation. This culminates in his furious entrance into the room, where he confronts Margaery, demanding to know what she is doing. The chapter closes with a sense of impending confrontation, leaving readers on edge about the fallout from these explosive events.
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Chapter 37
The air in the room was thick with tension, punctuated by the heavy, labored breathing that echoed like a heartbeat. Tessa, acutely aware of Dominic’s intense nature, felt a surge of panic course through her veins. The unmistakable sounds of intimacy led her to believe that he was already entangled with Margaery.
In a moment of frantic clarity, she pushed the door open, her voice trembling as she began, “Dominic, I—” But the sight that met her eyes rendered her speechless.
Dominic stood before her, his eyes wild and bloodshot, his breath coming in ragged gasps, akin to a beast starved for its prey. “You’re back?” he rasped, the effects of the love potion coursing through him like wildfire.
The moment Tessa entered the room, it was as if a dam had broken within him. The last remnants of his self-control shattered, and he lunged at her, lifting her effortlessly and throwing her onto the bed. In an instant, he was upon her, fierce and primal, like a predator ready to claim its territory.
“Dominic! What is wrong with you?” Tessa cried out, pain radiating from where he had pushed her down. She struggled against him, her instincts screaming that something was terribly wrong, but his strength was overwhelming, fueled by the frenzy of the drug coursing through his system.
In a fleeting moment of clarity, he mistook her for Margaery, his voice dripping with possessive rage. “Margaery! You think you can have Prince Dashnell? I won’t allow it. Today, I take you. I’ll ruin you myself.” With those words, he began to tear at her clothes with ruthless desperation.
“Dominic, please! Stop! You need to think!” Tessa’s heart sank, a chill creeping through her as she realized the depth of his madness.
She had believed that Dominic’s feelings for Margaery had faded, yet here he was, consumed by a jealousy she never anticipated. The realization struck her like a cold wave: when he had asked, “You’re back?” it was Margaery he had been referring to, not her. Disgust and horror flooded her senses as she fought against him, panic rising within her.
But reason had fled Dominic. He pinned her limbs with ease, stripping her bare, claiming her with a brutal force that made her feel utterly helpless.
Tessa writhed beneath him, despair clawing at her heart as a single frantic thought pierced through the haze of fear: ‘Margaery? Where is Margaery? Wasn’t this trap meant for her?’
Cold sweat broke out across her skin, a sense of impending doom enveloping her. Yet, that too was soon drowned in the thick, drug-laden air that surrounded them, making it hard to think clearly.
*****
Meanwhile, just a short distance away in a narrow alley, a carriage stood still, a stark contrast to the chaos inside Pero Cela. Inside, Dashnell’s voice, soft yet strained with urgency, broke the silence. “Margaery, hold on just a little longer.”
But Margaery, lost in the throes of the drug’s influence, was beyond the reach of his words. She clung to him, feverishly pressing kisses against his neck, her hands desperately tugging at his clothing. “I need it. Help me,” she murmured, her voice laced with longing.
Dashnell sighed heavily, cradling her head with one hand while the other pressed firmly against her lower back, trying to comfort her. “I know. I know it burns. But not yet.”
A surge of cooling energy flowed from his palm, a gentle push against the invasive heat that threatened to consume her. Slowly, after what felt like an eternity, Margaery began to calm, her body relaxing into his embrace.
Outside the carriage, Adam observed the scene with a perplexed expression. “Your Highness, why didn’t you accept her?”
“Not yet,” Dashnell replied, his voice low and resolute. He refused to take advantage of her vulnerability; it would be a dishonor to her and to the feelings he harbored.
His gaze turned steely as he looked out into the night. “It’s time for the witness to act. Send Quinn.”
“Understood, Your Highness.” Adam snapped to attention, the weight of the moment settling in, before slipping away into the shadows.
*****
Back inside Pero Cela, the party was in full swing. Laughter and clinking cups filled the air, voices growing louder as the wine flowed freely, loosening tongues and emboldening the revelers.
Amidst the chaos, Joshua kept a watchful eye on the hourglass perched on a shelf nearby. ‘Time’s up,’ he thought, rising from his seat and feigning confusion. “Where has Dominic gone? He’s been absent for far too long.”
“Right. He went to fetch Lady Margaery, didn’t he?” someone slurred, the words tumbling out with a careless laughter. “What could they possibly be doing up there for so long? We’re practically drunk down here!”
“Maybe they decided to kick off the wedding night a bit early,” another voice chimed in, eliciting raucous laughter from the group.
“Come on, let’s go take a look!” Fueled by youthful bravado and the effects of alcohol, a group of men began to sway toward the stairs, egging each other on with shouts of encouragement.
Avery and Joshua exchanged a knowing glance, a shared satisfaction evident in their eyes as they hurried after the crowd.
They hadn’t even reached the door when the sounds reached them—loud, unabashed moans and gasps filled the air. A distinctly feminine voice, high and laced with pleasure, cried out, “Dominic, faster! I’m almost there!”
“Well, I’ll be damned!” one man exclaimed, quickly recovering from his shock with a lewd grin. “Lady Margaery’s a wild one. Didn’t see that coming! Actually going at it with Dominic right here.”
“Who knew she had it in her? That’s incredible, huh?” another snickered, the atmosphere shifting from amusement to something far more charged.
“Best party ever!” declared a third, laughter echoing in the corridor.
Their crude commentary was abruptly halted by Dominic’s guttural growl, unmistakably audible through the door. “I’m going to break you, you little slut.”
Stunned silence fell over the group. “Lord Dominic’s not exactly holding back either, huh?” someone snickered, disbelief coloring his tone. “Sounds like he’s lost his mind.”
“Yeah. Sounds like it’s not their first time,” another voice chimed in knowingly. “They grew up together, didn’t they? Bound to have tumbled a few times before.”
The explicitness of the sounds finally cut through the drunken haze, leaving the hallway steeped in an awkward silence, the atmosphere shifting from playful intrigue to a palpable discomfort.
Estelle flushed, shooting Joshua a piercing look. “Lord Joshua. Is this why you invited us? To witness this? Your sister is certainly remarkable, conducting herself so brazenly before she’s even married.”
Nathaniel’s expression mirrored her disturbance. Turning to Joshua, he asked, “Lord Joshua, what’s the meaning of this?”
He had come today with the intention of strengthening ties with the Wallen heirs, not to be a spectator in such a scandalous display.
The sounds confirmed Joshua’s plan, and a sense of triumph surged within him. ‘Done. No matter the details, it’s done. Once we drag them out for everyone to witness, Margaery’s reputation will be in tatters.
‘Even if Dashnell has feelings for her, he won’t spare her a glance again. Dominic can take her as a concubine, and that will be that.’
Joshua masked his triumph with a facade of embarrassment. “I—I had no idea they would behave like this,” he stammered, spreading his hands helplessly, the picture of feigned innocence.
“By the gods, today is truly eye-opening,” someone declared loudly, the words cutting through the tension. “Lady Margaery is certainly unique among Sinderin’s noble ladies. She’ll be remembered.”
“Indeed. I’ve seen people having affairs, but I’ve never seen someone being so brazenly loud,” another agreed, their voice dripping with scandalous delight.
As murmurs rippled through the gathered nobles, Avery’s face burned with humiliation. Anger warred with shame within him. “How shameless of her! How could our family produce such a slut? It’s unbearable. Someone stop them!”
His shame quickly morphed into a seething hatred. ‘If only Margaery hadn’t caused that scene at the Royal Medical Hall, Joshua and I wouldn’t have had to resort to this.
‘Now the Chancellor’s estate will forever be tainted, tied to this disgraceful display. It’s revolting,’ he thought, his blood boiling.
Before the guards could even react, Avery charged forward in a fury, kicking the door open with a forceful swing. He bellowed, “Margaery, get out of here! What in the hell are you doing?”
Conclusion
As the chaos unfolded, Tessa’s heart shattered into a million pieces, the weight of betrayal and despair crushing her spirit. She had always believed in the bond she shared with Dominic, but witnessing his primal rage and possessiveness over Margaery had unveiled a darker side of him that left her reeling. The realization that she was merely a pawn in a game of jealousy and lust shattered her hopes for a future together, and the love she once felt transformed into an insurmountable wall of fear and helplessness. In that moment, as she struggled against his overwhelming strength, Tessa understood that the whispers of their past were now drowned out by the thunderous echoes of betrayal that would forever shape her distant tomorrows.
Meanwhile, outside the room, the revelers remained blissfully ignorant of the storm brewing within. The laughter and crude comments only served to amplify the tension, as Joshua’s sinister plot began to take form. Margaery’s reputation hung in the balance, teetering on the edge of ruin as Avery’s fury propelled him forward. The stark contrast between the chaotic party and the turmoil inside the room painted a grim picture of the consequences of their actions. As the door swung open, it became clear that the fallout from this night would reverberate through their lives, irrevocably altering their paths. In the face of such turmoil, the characters were left to grapple with the choices they had made, realizing that the whispers of their past would forever shape the distant tomorrows they had once dreamed of together.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the upcoming chapter, the tension between Tessa and Dominic reaches a boiling point, as the consequences of the love potion spiral out of control. Tessa’s desperate attempts to reason with Dominic will be met with increasingly volatile reactions, forcing her to confront not only his madness but also the haunting truth of his jealousy towards Margaery. As the walls of the room close in around them, Tessa must summon every ounce of strength to fight against the primal force that Dominic has become, leading to a heart-stopping confrontation that will leave readers gasping for breath. Will she be able to break through to the man she once knew, or will the darkness of his obsession consume them both?
Meanwhile, the chaotic revelry outside will take a turn as Avery’s intrusion shatters the facade of the party, exposing the raw emotions and hidden agendas that have been simmering beneath the surface. With the nobles caught between shock and scandal, alliances will be tested, and secrets unearthed. Dashnell’s resolve to protect Margaery will be put to the ultimate test as he races against time to intervene, but can he reach her before the damage is done? As the stakes rise and the web of deceit tightens, readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eagerly anticipating how these intertwining fates will collide in a dramatic crescendo.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
