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2025-06-02 20:00:21Emma felt impossibly light in my arms, as if her very essence had been drained along with her blood. I cradled her against my chest, my fingers careful to avoid the wound on her neck as I carried her up the stairs. The rage that had fueled me moments before had receded to a low simmer, making space for something more terrifying—a tenderness I'd never felt for anyone before her.
Elijah had helped me release her from the chair, his hands trembling with barely contained fury as he snapped the silver-infused restraints from her ankles while I freed her wrists. The metal had left angry red marks where they'd touched her skin, and I'd had to swallow back a fresh wave of hatred for Benjamin Thorne and his accomplices.
"She's going to be okay," Elijah had said, though whether he was reassuring me or himself, I couldn't tell. His fingers had brushed her cheek with
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Claimed By The Lycan King A Royal Wedding - Meanwhile… #2
On the screen, Emma reached the altar. Elijah placed her hand in Theo's, the gesture both formal and deeply personal. The camera captured the exchange of looks between the Alpha and the King—warning, promise, acceptance, all conveyed in the silence between one heartbeat and the next."I tried to warn you all," Minister Bennett said softly, his eyes fixed on the screen with analytical detachment. "Force was never going to work. Not with her. The Queen has a spine of steel beneath that diplomatic exterior.""The Queen," mocked Alpha Barker. "A jumped-up pack Gamma with ideas above her station."The ceremony progressed, the ancient words of blessing filling the prison's viewing room with cruel irony. When the time came for vows, the camera zoomed in on Theo and Emma's faces as they spoke words clearly written for each other rather than borrowed from tradition."I vow to remember that your strength does not diminish mine, but magnifies it," Theo said on screen, his voice carrying easily t
Claimed By The Lycan King A Royal Wedding - Meanwhile… #1
The viewing room in the Northern Containment Facility was deliberately austere—bare concrete walls painted an institutional gray, recessed lighting that cast no shadows, and a large screen mounted on the far wall that reflected the prisoners' scowls back at them before it flickered to life. Five men and a woman sat rigidly in metal chairs bolted to the floor, their wrists and ankles bound by silver chains that gleamed with a dull malevolence in the harsh light. Benjamin Thorne's jaw clenched so tightly that a muscle jumped beneath his skin, his eyes never leaving the blank screen as the guards positioned themselves at the exits. This was to be today's special torture, courtesy of Duke Christian Lykoudis himself—a viewing of the royal wedding that had taken place just yesterday, a ceremony that each person in this room had conspired to prevent."Gentlemen and lady," announced the head guard, a broad-shouldered Lycan whose uniform bore the new insignia of the integrated prison service.
Claimed By The Lycan King A Royal Wedding - Part 20 - Theo
We washed each other slowly, hands gentle now where they had been urgent before. I massaged shampoo into her hair, my fingers working through the dark strands with careful attention. She returned the favor, rising on her toes to reach the top of my head, her expression one of intense concentration that made me smile.Clean and pleasantly exhausted, we stepped from the shower and dried each other with thick, soft towels. Emma's skin glowed pink from the heat and our activities, her eyes bright with lingering satisfaction. I couldn't resist stealing another kiss as I wrapped a towel around her hair, tucking the end to secure it."What would you like to do today?" I asked as we moved back into the bedroom. "We have no official duties until tomorrow's luncheon."Emma considered, slipping into underwear and reaching for a simple dress. "Something active," she decided, pulling the garment over her head. "I feel like I've been standing still and smiling for days."I understood the sentiment
Claimed By The Lycan King A Royal Wedding - Part 19 - Theo
We ate in companionable silence for a time, occasionally feeding each other bites of food—a particularly ripe strawberry, a forkful of fluffy eggs, a morsel of buttery pastry. The intimacy of these small gestures felt profound, as significant in their way as our more passionate exchanges."Christian will be insufferable," Emma said eventually, laughter threading through her voice. "Did you see his face when you carried me out of the reception?"I grinned, remembering my brother's exaggerated cheer at our departure. "He told me afterward that he won a substantial wager. Apparently, there was a pool among the younger nobility about whether I'd follow the tradition of carrying the bride to our chambers.""And he bet that you would?" She raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes."He bet that I'd do it before midnight, with a dramatic announcement beforehand." I shook my head ruefully. "My brother knows me too well.""I don't mind," Emma said, her expression softening. "I rather en
Claimed By The Lycan King A Royal Wedding - Part 18 - Theo
I woke to sunlight filtering through curtains and the warm weight of Emma draped across my chest, her dark hair spilling like ink across my skin. For a moment, I simply breathed her in—the lingering traces of perfume mingled with the unique scent that was purely her, now permanently intertwined with my own since our marking. My wife. The thought bloomed in my chest, warm and certain. After centuries of solitude, after months of political maneuvering and near disasters, she was finally, irrevocably mine. Just as I was completely, willingly hers.Her breathing remained deep and even, her body limp with exhaustion against mine. The wedding had demanded so much from her—hours of preparation, the emotional weight of our vows, the political dance of the reception. Then our night together, where we'd celebrated our union in the most intimate way possible. She deserved her rest.I traced the curve of her spine with gentle fingers, marveling at how someone so strong could also feel so delicate
Claimed By The Lycan King A Royal Wedding - Part 17 - Emma
Layer by layer, the dress surrendered its hold on me. The delicate lace overlay, the structured bodice, the voluminous skirt with its embroidered stars—each element had been designed to transform me into a vision of royal elegance. Now, under Theo's patient hands, I was becoming simply Emma again. When the dress finally pooled at my feet in a cloud of white silk and silver thread, I stepped from its circle, dressed only in the delicate undergarments that had been hidden beneath.I turned to face Theo, suddenly shy despite our months together. "Your turn," I said, reaching for his tie.My fingers worked at the knot, loosening the navy silk until it slid free from his collar. The formal clothes that had made him look every inch the king now seemed like unnecessary barriers between us. I unbuttoned his waistcoat, pushing it from his shoulders, then moved to his shirt, revealing inches of skin that I had mapped countless times yet somehow felt new tonight.He remained still beneath my han
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