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Funeral of Eli.
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Contract Marriage To The Alpha King Mine—all fucking mine.
Elara’s POVThe abyss's collapse thundered through the ley-lines like a dying beast's final roar, the severed artifacts' screams fading into spectral echoes that haunted the scry-panes long after dawn's golden light pierced our chamber windows, illuminating the tangled linens and our sweat-glistened bodies in a warm, ethereal glow. Alexander's form lay heavy against mine, his storm-heated skin slick and unyielding, chest rising and falling in ragged sync with my own breaths, the bond thrumming with savage contentment intertwined with the delve's hard-won triumph. Our rut had consumed the remnants of the night—bodies crashing primal from desk to linens to floor in a frenzy of possession, his thick cock claiming every quivering inch of me with filthy, unrelenting rhythms that left my core throbbing, stretched raw, and overflowing with his seed, violet flames etching erotic burns across our skin that healed slowly under tender touches. Exhaustion clawed at us, but the Hunger's throaty
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Elara’s POVClimax hit blinding once more, walls fluttering around him in desperate, rhythmic spasms that milked every last drop from his throbbing cock, drawing a second release from him with a guttural groan that vibrated through my core like thunder echoing in a cavern. Our mingled essences overflowed hot and slick, trickling down my thighs in warm rivulets as we trembled unified, bodies slick with sweat and the violet glow of our diad lingering like erotic afterimages on our skin. Alexander's hands gripped my hips possessive-hard, holding me down on him as his length twitched inside me, filling me to the brim with his seed, the sensation of being so utterly claimed sending aftershocks rippling through me, my clit pulsing sensitive against his pelvis. “Fuck, Elara... your pussy's a vice, sucking me dry—take every drop, my perfect cum-slut,” he rasped filthy, voice gravel-rough post-ecstasy, his storm-grey eyes locked on mine with tender-feral intensity, silver flecks dancing like
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Elara’s POV“Move at dusk,” Alexander concluded, storm sealing the plan with alpha-finality, his grey eyes sweeping the group one last time, silver flecks flashing like lightning in approval. Allies dispersed tasked—web ironclad widening, dialogues echoing resolve through the chamber's scry-links, Thorne's rough laugh trailing as he and his betas filed out, “Howls ready—enclaves won't know what hit 'em!” Voss thumped her cane in parting pyre-rhythm, murmuring to Maerin, “Share the echoes; restitution burns bright.” Lira drifted ethereal, third-eye pulsing farewell, “Harmony guides—adapt the branches.” Jenkins and Sofia melted into shadows with a dual grin, hex-blades humming, “Binds tight—signal holds.” Mara lingered brief, handing a final vial, “Legacy binds wise—Damian watches.” The door sealed behind them with a ward-hum, leaving the air charged with their mingled energies—howls, pyres, visions, echoes, blades, and legacy weaving a tapestry of unity.Alone at last, tension release
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Elara’s POVHe nodded, pulling me closer, bodies aligning flush in a sensual unity that sent electric shivers cascading through my core—the bond thrumming with promise, a silvered pulse syncing our heartbeats like thunder echoing flame. Alexander's storm-grey eyes locked onto mine, silver flecks dancing with feral intensity, his hand sliding possessive along the curve of my hip, fingers digging just enough to ignite sparks of violet heat beneath my skin. The air between us thickened, charged with ozone and jasmine-embers, our wolves mental-brushing in teasing nips that pooled dark need low, unrestrained yet held on the edge of ecstasy. His breath ghosted over my lips, warm and laced with the metallic tang of storm magic, making my pulse stutter in anticipation.“And the Hunger will let them,” he murmured, voice a husky rumble vibrating against my ear as he nuzzled my neck, teeth grazing the sensitive scar along my jawline in a possessive nip that drew a soft gasp from my lips. “Watc
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King We bent them.
Elara’s POVDawn's first light filtered through the chamber's narrow windows like reluctant intruders, casting pale gold streaks across the rumpled linens and our entwined forms. The air hung heavy with the scent of us—ozone-laced embers, sweat-slicked skin, and the faint, metallic tang of magic spent in ecstasy's forge. Alexander's body pressed against mine, storm-heated and unyielding, his chest rising and falling in sync with my own ragged breaths. The bond thrummed between us, a living current of unrestrained need, wolves still rut-tangling in mental echoes—savage claims and yields that left my flames idling low, sated but ever-hungry for more.“We bent them,” he growled again, lips trailing fire down my neck, teeth grazing the sensitive scar along my jawline in a possessive nip that sent dark shivers cascading low, reigniting sparks in my core. His hands roamed with lazy dominance, fingers digging into my hips, pulling me closer as if to merge storm and flame into one unbreakabl
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Elara’s POVThe chamber door sealed behind us with a ward-snap that echoed like a final breath, but the air still hummed with the quad's chaos—distant howls from Thorne's betas fading into the night, Voss's pyre-flames guttering out like reluctant embers, Lira's veiled murmurs dissolving into cryptic silence. Victory clung to us like sweat after a rut, dark and tentative, its aftertaste bittersweet on my tongue. Alexander's hand lingered at the small of my back, fingers pressing possessive through my leathers, guiding me deeper into the room where sconces flickered low, casting long shadows that danced like lovers entwined. The bond thrummed between us—ecstasy restrained, a coiled spring of storm and flame begging release, but we held it, savoring the edge.“We changed the narrative,” he murmured, voice a husky thunder-rumble that vibrated against my skin as he turned me to face him, grey eyes locking onto mine with feral intensity. His lips claimed mine in a storm-heated kiss—fierce
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