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Bound To The Cursed Lycan 169.
THEODOSA.I showed up at the shore with my duffle over one shoulder and the cold already biting at my cheeks.Nala, Beanne, and Afnie were already there, all three of them huffing visible clouds of breath and rocking on their feet inside heavy coats. Beanne even had a steaming mug wrapped in both hands like it was the only thing keeping her alive. I walked up to them and immediately started giving them shit.“You people act like you’ve never felt cold before,” I said. “It’s not even that bad.”Beanne shot me a look over the rim of her mug. “It’s a rite of passage. Like bird watching. Except instead of birds it’s a giant ship leaving the northern realm, which almost never happens.”Afnie nodded, tucking her chin deeper into her scarf. “Arrett doesn’t do trade inside the northern realm. This is the closest we get to watching a real voyage exchange. We’re taking the entertainment where we can find it.”I knew that already, but the comment still made me turn the information over. Why didn
Bound To The Cursed Lycan 168.
THEODOSA.I was in my room at the nursery trying to pack when Nala appeared in the doorway.She didn’t knock. She just leaned against the frame with her arms crossed and watched me fold the same pair of black leggings for the third time like the fabric might eventually give me answers. I kept my eyes on the duffle. Talking about recent events with Xahen felt like stepping onto ice that hadn’t finished freezing, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear whatever version of the truth she might decide to offer.“So,” she said after a stretch of quiet. “You’re actually going.”“Looks like it.”“And the thing with Xahen?”My hands stilled on the leather. The most recent collision with him rose up without permission—the kitchen counter, the hallway wall, the bed, the way we’d gone at each other like the only two settings we had were hate and hunger. What was wrong with us? Why was it always tear-your-clothes-off intensity the second we got too close? Was it really that difficult to remember protec
Bound To The Cursed Lycan 167.
THEODOSA.He stood over me like he was deciding whether to keep going or walk away.I lay on my back on his bed, completely bare, chest still heaving from everything that had already happened in the kitchen and the hallway. Morning light cut thin lines across the sheets and across my skin. Xahen’s eyes moved over me without rushing—my face, my throat, the soft weight of my breasts, the curve of my stomach, the wetness between my thighs he had already felt with his fingers. The attention was heavier than any of his threats.“You’re staring,” I said.“I am.”“It’s unsettling.”“Good.”He put one knee on the mattress, then the other, and crawled over me until his body blocked out most of the light. His cock hung heavy between us, still hard, still glistening from my hand earlier. He didn’t lower himself fully. He just stayed there on his hands and knees, looking down at my face like he was cataloguing every reaction.“You look different when you’re not running your mouth,” he mut
Bound To The Cursed Lycan 166.
THEODOSA.“There it is,” he muttered. “The truth. You can hate me and still take my fingers like you need them. You can call me a tyrant and still get wetter every time I push deeper.”I reached down and shoved his pants open, wrapping my hand around the thick length of him. He was scorching, heavy, already leaking. I stroked once, hard, and watched his jaw clench.“You can call me a problem,” I said, voice shaking with the dual sensation, “and still fuck my hand like you’ve been dying for it. Don’t talk to me about truth.”He snarled and kissed me again, fingers still working inside me, my hand still stroking him. We stayed like that for a stretch of time that felt endless—kissing, touching, arguing in broken pieces whenever one of us could get enough air.At some point he pulled away completely and took three steps back, hands braced on his hips, head down, cock hard and glistening from my hand. I stayed sitting on the edge of the table, legs still open, chest heaving, watchin
Bound To The Cursed Lycan 165: SEXUAL VIOLENCE
THEODOSA.The kiss was violent.Xahen’s mouth hit mine like he’d been holding it back for weeks and finally snapped. My back slammed into the wall hard enough that the air left my lungs in a short, broken sound. He crowded in immediately—full body, full heat, one hand locked around the side of my throat, the other braced beside my head like he needed the wall to keep from doing something irreversible.“You fucking ruin me,” he seethed against my jaw, then dragged his mouth lower, teeth scraping the sensitive skin under my ear. “I can’t hate you enough to put you down. I can’t want you enough to keep you. And I still end up with my hands on you every chance I get.”I shoved at his chest. He didn’t move an inch. The hard line of his cock pressed against my stomach through the layers, thick and unmistakable.“Why the fuck did you come back?” he demanded, voice rough against my throat. “Why are you still here, under my skin, making everything louder?”I turned my face enough to spe
Bound To The Cursed Lycan 164
THEODOSA.I woke up slowly.My limbs felt better rested than they had in weeks. I stirred, dropped one hand against the mattress, and shifted under sheets that were far too plush and a comforter that felt like the softest thing I’d ever touched. That was the first detail that set me on edge.I blinked my eyes open and stared at the ceiling above me. The thrum in my chest was vibrant, achy, and heavily aware. The smell surrounding me was rich and musky—forest air tainted with something darker. I sat up like a zombie, movements robotic and slow, and the pieces clicked into one possible truth.I took in the familiar room. My suspicions confirmed themselves without mercy.I was in Xahen’s cabin. In his bedroom. In his bed.Confusion settled over me the same way it had for most of the last week—thick, persistent, and completely unwilling to leave. I was already living a life where I spent most of my time at a loss, but I was one hundred percent certain I had gone to sleep in my own bed las
Bound To The Cursed Lycan 16: HOW CRUEL
XAHEN.“Search the western wing again. Every closet, every crawl space. If a mouse moves, I want to know about it.”My voice seemed to bite into the walls of the throne room. The guard didn't even look up. He simply bowed, his shoulders hunched in fear, and scrambled away. I watched his retreating
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-19Bound To The Cursed Lycan 11: MYSELF
THEODOSA.Ten years.I drew back from the bars, the weight of those two words crushing down on me like a boulder.Ten years locked in this cell? Ten possible years waiting for a king who believed I was his twice-over betrayer. Ten years hoping he'd shift back into a man who wanted me dead anyway?W
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-18Bound To The Cursed Lycan 21: PRISON BREAK
THEODOSA. I should try to escape. The thought had been circling my mind like a vulture for hours—maybe days—waiting for me to be desperate enough to actually consider it. I stared at the bars of my cell, then down at the silver chains on my wrists. The burns were worse now. Red and weeping,
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-20Bound To The Cursed Lycan 76:
THEODOSA.Four days.Nala’s cabin had approximately forty-two steps from one end to the other if you went in a straight line, which you couldn’t because of the furniture, so realistically it was more like thirty-seven with a slight detour around the reading chair by the fire. I knew this because I’
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