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19: Theodore

작가: Katherine Jaynara
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-04-30 19:45:11

I watched Emma lift her coffee cup to her lips, the simple movement captivating me with an intensity that would have been alarming had it not been so expected. My fingers tingled where they rested against the polished table, but I felt a warmth in my chest, an expanding heat that I recognized not as guilt but as something equally powerful: possession. Two centuries of waiting, and now she sat across from me, this werewolf woman with careful eyes and guarded smiles, simultaneously the answer to my oldest prayers and my most complex diplomatic challenge.

The dining room hummed with quiet conversation, silver clinking against china as the summit's attendees broke their fast. Sunlight streamed through tall windows, catching on the crystal chandeliers and scattering prismatic light across the room. Emma's dark hair shone with deep mahogany highlights where the sun touched it, and I found myself wondering how it would feel beneath my fingers. Aeson stirred within me at the thought, restless
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  • Claimed By The Lycan King   50: Emma

    Benjamin laughed, the sound echoing off the concrete walls. "I warned them you'd try to link your brother," he said, watching me struggle to breathe through the receding agony. "So they gave you something to keep your wolf... compliant."Behind him, Minister Bennett shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting to Minister Krea. I noted the interaction, filing it away. Not all the conspirators were equally committed, then.Inside me, Artemis continued to batter against the barrier, weaker now but still fighting. I joined her from my side, pushing against the wall between us with all my mental strength. It gave—just slightly, but enough to feel like a victory.Benjamin must have read something in my expression, because his smile took on a sharper edge. "I think I'll leave you to your thoughts for a while," he said, s

  • Claimed By The Lycan King   49: Emma

    I woke to darkness and the taste of copper in my mouth. My head throbbed with each heartbeat, a dull percussion that seemed to echo in the cold, damp air around me. As consciousness seeped back, I became aware of the bite of metal against my wrists and ankles—chains, heavy and unyielding. The realization slithered through my foggy mind: I was restrained, captive. A prisoner. Memory hovered just beyond reach, fragmentary and slippery, but instinct told me to remain still, to assess before revealing I was awake.The room smelled of earth and mildew, with undertones of something chemical that stung my nostrils. A basement, my mind supplied. The floor beneath the chair I was bound to was concrete, uneven and moisture-slick. The air hung heavy, still, suggesting we were underground with little ventilation. My werewolf senses, dulled though they were, picked up traces of rodents, old wood, and the metallic

  • Claimed By The Lycan King   48: Theodore

    My fingers were frozen against the cool marble of the bathroom sink, but inside my chest burned with an ache so fierce I could barely breathe. I caught my reflection in the mirror – eyes wild with fear, jaw clenched tight enough to crack teeth. Somewhere out there, Emma was gone, taken, and the bond that had only just begun to bloom between us stretched like a gossamer thread ready to snap. I couldn't feel her emotions anymore, just the faintest whisper that she still existed in this world. It wasn't enough. Not nearly enough.The bathroom in my hotel suite had become an impromptu command center, the white tiles and gilded fixtures an absurd backdrop for the nightmare unfolding. Forensic experts in blue gloves moved methodically through the space, collecting samples, photographing surfaces, their voices low and clinical. I had insisted on staying, and Elijah – his face a mirror of my own devast

  • Claimed By The Lycan King   47: Theodore

    I walked the plush carpeted hallway from my suite to Emma's, a smile playing at my lips that I couldn't quite suppress. The image of her face when she'd first seen my bathtub—eyes wide with wonder, lips parted in delight—had etched itself into my memory. Such a simple thing, that massive marble tub with its gold fixtures and multiple jets, something I'd taken for granted my entire royal life. But through her eyes, I was seeing my world anew, seeing the privilege for what it was. And somehow, that made me want to give her everything.The memory of last night lingered like a sweet taste on my tongue. Just twenty-four hours ago, we had accepted each other as mates, the bond between us still fresh and delicate as a newly unfurled leaf. I'd spent 175 years waiting for this, for her, without even knowing it. The fierce protectiveness that surged through me whenever I thought of Emma startled me with

  • Claimed By The Lycan King   46: Emma

    "This is... impressive," I managed, turning slowly to take it all in. The ceilings soared overhead, decorated with frescos depicting night skies and running wolves—both two-legged and four. Floor-to-ceiling windows looked out over the Royal City, its lights beginning to twinkle in the gathering dusk."The royal suite has been modified over the years," Theo explained, watching my reaction with a hint of nervousness I found endearing. "I've made some changes of my own since taking the throne."He led me through a doorway into a massive bedchamber dominated by a bed that could have slept six comfortably. More windows, these draped in midnight blue velvet, looked out over a different angle of the city. The room was decidedly masculine in its decoration, with dark woods and leather, but touches of softness appeared in unexpected places—a cashmere throw a

  • Claimed By The Lycan King   45: Emma

    The crowd pressed in around us, their voices a strange mixture of technical analysis and romantic speculation. Half discussed the finer points of taking down a larger opponent, while the other half cooed over the King and his new mate—me, somehow. I stood there, still catching my breath, my hand clutched in Theo's much larger one, wondering how I'd gone from pack Gamma to spectacle in the span of a single match."Did you see how she used his weight against him?" A Lycan guard was explaining to his companion, gesturing wildly with his hands. "Pure technique, not strength.""But the way he looked at her when she pinned him," a female werewolf sighed dreamily nearby. "Like she hung the moon itself."I felt heat crawl up my neck, spreading across my cheeks like wildfire. The training mat beneath my feet suddenly s

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