ANMELDENChapter Thirty SevenAriaThe doors slammed hard enough to rattle the stone, and just as expected, every head turned.Zane stood in the doorway, fury radiating off him like heat from iron left too long in flame. His gaze went straight to me. Then to them, and when I said I saw him tweaking, you just had to believe I wasn't exaggerating.“What the hell is going on here?”Silence followed him in like a second presence, until Lucien decided to break it.“Alpha Zane.” Lucien did not rise. “This is a private proceeding.”“The hell it is,” Zane snapped, striding forward. “You don’t isolate her, you don’t stage a spectacle, and you certainly don’t escalate without consulting me.”There it was.Emotional interference.I saw it the moment Corvin’s fingers steepled tighter, in the flicker in Silas’s eyes, and the faint, satisfied stillness in Lucien’s posture.They wanted this.Zane moved until he stood slightly in front of my chair, protective without even realizing it.“Enough,” he said. “Thi
Chapter Thirty Six AriaThey did not bring me to the grand chamber. Knowing them, that would have been too honest.Instead, I was escorted to a smaller circular room carved from dark stone. It was windowless, soundproof, and suffocating in its stillness. Five high backed chairs curved along the far wall like judges awaiting execution.Mine was alone, and place in the center of it all. If that wasn't deliberate, then I had no idea what else was. It was a single chair beneath a narrow beam of white light, and I almost smiled.Everyone could see what this was. Intimidation through staging, no matter how subtle it was.I walked to it without being told and sat. If they wanted theater, I would not give them nerves.The five elders entered moments later.Dario came first. He did not look at me immediately. His expression was stern, carefully neutral, though I caught the faint tightening at the corner of his mouth when his gaze finally settled on the mark at my throat.Behind him came the s
Chapter Thirty Five AriaThe marks were darker in the morning. I stood in front of the mirror longer than I should have, fingers hovering just above the bruised crescent at the base of my throat. It bloomed like spilled wine against my skin, and I just knew it would be pointless to cover it.Lower, just above the curve of my collarbone, another shadowed imprint rested where his mouth had claimed me.They throbbed faintly. Not faintly, but possessively, and even though I should have been mad about it, it sent shivers down my spine.It was like a reminder, and for some strange reason, I did not cover them. That was my first mistake, or perhaps it was theirs.By the time I reached the outer corridor, the air felt wrong. It felt too still, and almost too aware. Guards who usually met my gaze now looked past me. Servants bowed lower than necessary. And the whispers, soft, slicing, followed two steps behind.“She didn’t even try to hide it…”“After last night…”“Reckless.”I told myself no
Chapter Thirty FourAriaThe word "Checkmate" still echoed in the quiet room, vibrating in the small space between our lips. I was a mess, my hair tangled against the rug, skin flushed, and my breath coming in short, pathetic hitches.Zane didn't seem to bother. If anything, he looked proud of himself , like he was mentally patting himself on the shoulder for a job well done. Zane looked down at me with the eyes of a man who had won everything and was now deciding exactly how to enjoy the spoils.I expected him to stand up, to pull me to the bed, or to finally rid himself of his clothes and end the torture, but Zane didn't move to undress. Instead, he sat back on his heels, his gaze raking over my naked, trembling body with a possessive intensity that made my skin prickle."You think because you came, the game is over?" he murmured, his voice dropping an octave. "We’re just getting to the best part, Aria. The part where I make sure you remember who you belong to when you walk past tho
Chapter Thirty Three AriaThe air in the room didn’t just grow heavy after that, it turned electric. Zane was over me in a heartbeat, his massive frame casting a shadow that swallowed me whole. The look in his eyes was no longer that of a King or a lover, it was that of a scorned predator who had been holding in his desires for so long."You want to see if I'm fragile?" he hissed, his voice vibrating against my lips. "You want to see what happens when I stop playing nice?"Before I could even draw a breath to answer, his hand clamped onto the side of my silk panties. With one violent, effortless jerk, the lace tore, the sound of the fabric loud in the silent room. He didn't care about the delicate material, he cared about the flesh beneath. He cared about my pussy.In one swift motion, he threw the ruined scrap aside and replaced my fingers with his own, his touch firm and possessive."My turn," he growled.He didn't give me a second to adjust. He dived between my legs, his face bury
Chapter Thirty TwoAriaZane’s breathing was still heavy, the scent of his release lingering in the air between us as he looked at me. His eyes were dark, a mix of the aftermath of his orgasm and that lingering, stubborn pride."I meant what I said, Aria," he rasped, his voice regaining some of its gravelly authority. A couple of minutes had passed, but believe me when I said it did nothing to calm me down. If anything, it made me all the more horny. "I won't touch you. Not until you beg me for it. I know how stubborn you are, princess, but I can wait. I’ve got all the time in the world."I felt a surge of heat—l, not just from the bond, but from the thrill of the challenge. He thought he could outlast me? He thought my pride was my only weapon? A slow, predatory smirk curled my lips, and I leaned back, resting my weight on my heels as I looked up at him."You want to talk about stubbornness?" I asked, my voice dropping to a low, silky hum. "I just proved to you that I’m stable. I pro
Chapter Thirty OneAriaThe click of the lock was the loudest sound in the room, a final severing of the Council’s reach. It had been a while since he locked the doors, but the sound still echoed in the room, and it didn't help that despite the fact that his kiss was merely a brush of his lips, it
Chapter ThirtyAria.I didn’t sit, and I didn’t pace either. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to do any of those. Instead, I stood in the center of the room, the document folded neatly in my hand, waiting. It felt like my feet had been bolted into the ground, and I wasn't su
Chapter Twenty NineAriaI hated waiting, but I hated it even more when I knew I was being deliberately kept out of something. The moment Dario mentioned my name in that room, I’d known it couldn't have meant anything good. I’d seen it in Zane’s eyes, the shift and the calculation before he eventua
Chapter Twenty EightZaneThe council chamber was too quiet, and I hated how my mind already took that as a bad sign. It wasn't tense or hostile, instead it was quiet and that was worse. Way worse.Around me, five seats were filled, each one of their faces composed, with their hands folded neatly o







