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Fangs Of Love Chapter Sixty
Cassiopeia NyxAfter Demetria left, I chatted with Martha and Rori for an hour before leaving them to prepare dinner for the pack members.I thought about cancelling the plans I had made with Demetria, but something about the joy on her face at the thought of going out with me held me back.A promise was a promise. Just this once. Now that I was marked and mated, everyone already knew I belonged to Xeros, so they wouldn't dare try anything fishy. I was sure he wouldn't really have an issue with me going out to the store. I exhaled sharply before walking towards the wardrobe. The dress he had picked for me to wear this morning was too delicate, and it held a special meaning. I loved the way it made me feel. But to step into the public like this?Absolutely not.I wasn't too shy with Martha or Rori. They practically saw me in every state possible. But outside? With strangers? With pack members who knew me as their Luna Queen?No. I needed something… safer.My fingers grazed through m
Fangs Of Love Chapter Fifty-nine
Cassiopeia Nyx"I just...."She trailed off as she glanced at Martha and Rori whose expressions were bothe very unwelcoming.I felt the eggs I had eaten churn in my stomach,threatening to creep back up my throat.That was the very reason i kept my distance from Demetria. I hadn't seen her since my coronation day and even desperately avoided walking past the guest quarters whenever I wandered through the pack just to prevent any chances of bumping into her, because whenever I saw her, I was instantly reminded of everything I had gone through at the hands of our father.Xeros, Martha, Rori... none of them were a direct link to my past at Nyx pack, so it was easier around them. Easier for me to breathe. I couldn't breathe around her. And she knew it.Before I could open my mouth to speak, she turned around in haste towards the hallway she had come from, ready to bolt back.I should have let her.But my foolish, stupid heart wouldn't let me be."Wait," I exhaled, almost breathless from the
Fangs Of Love Chapter Fifty-eight
Cassiopeia NyxThe water was scalding and soothing at the same time. I stood under the spray until the water ran cold, watching the droplets of water and soap suds swirl down the drain. My thighs were still trembling, unable to hold my full weight upright, but the ache had dulled to a secret throb, like a second heartbeat between my legs.I wrapped a towel around my body before stepping out of the shower and onto the plush rug by the front of the mirror. The bathroom was a mess of not just items but my memories. I faintly remembered what had happened in the tub. Martha and Rory had slipped off my clothes before leaving me in the simple gown I was wearing underneath, the jarring cold of the ice water, and the unbearable heat that coursed through my veins like liquid fire.Xeros must have given in then.I stepped forward towards the mirror before wiping the steam from it. I froze in shock as the reflection became clear.The woman staring back at me wasn’t the girl who was strapped to
Fangs Of Love Chapter Fifty-Seven.
Cassiopeia Nyx The first thing I woke up to was warmth on my face. My eye brows furrowed as I yawned and rolled away, trying to bury myself deeper into the sheets. My eyelids fluttered but the heavy pull of sleep clung to me, thick and stubborn. I curled tighter, the blanket cocooning around my body, dragging me further into the weary land of rest. In an attempt to get even more comfortable, I moved my leg. A sharp ache ripped up my thighs, startling me awake. I gasped, eyes snapping open instantly. For a second, everything was a blur of pristine sheets and sunlight—but then the ache spread like a wildfire, up my thighs coiling deep in my lower abdomen. What…? My heart began to race. I blinked, trying to shake the sleepy haze from my head and understand what was happening but every small shift made my muscles protest. My skin was tender, almost like i had been scrubbed raw.I looked down, confusion creeping up my throat—and froze. The sheets had slipped low on my chest. Bare skin
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Xeros Romanov The kiss wasn’t gentle—it was a collision. Teeth clashed, mouths parted, breath stolen. I didn’t coax her in; I dragged her, pulling her into me like I’d been starving and she was the only thing that could keep me alive.And she met me there.Her fingers dug into my shoulders, pulling me closer with a force that left no space between us. She kissed me back with the same fever burning in her skin, every rough pull of my mouth answered by hers.Cold water surged around us, sloshing against porcelain, but it was nothing. The faint clink of ice vanished beneath the rush of our breathing—harsh, tangled, greedy.My hand found the back of her neck, holding her to me, deepening the kiss until she shivered. I didn’t know if it was the cold or the hunger. Either way, it undid me.When I tore my mouth from hers, it was only to breathe her in. Her lips were swollen, eyes dark and wide. My thumb traced her jaw, slow, claiming.“Tell me to stop,” I rasped, the words breaking low from
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Xeros RomanovI had driven the knife in myself.The words still rang in my skull like a curse I couldn’t undo—"You can’t handle it". I had spent the last hour telling myself it was mercy. Telling myself it was restraint.But as I sat hunched at my desk, fists pressed into my temples, the truth gnawed at me—I’d said it because I was afraid. Afraid that if I touched her while the heat was crawling like wildfire through my veins, I wouldn’t stop. That I would take and take everything until there was nothing left of her but my scent and my ruin.The shame burned deeper than the hunger.My chest was tight, every muscle wound taut as the heat pressed against my control, whispering for me to go to her. To find her. To claim her until I forgot the years of cold, empty silence that had been my life before her.I couldn’t do this anymore. The door burst open, cutting right through my thoughts and a stupid part of me desperately hoped it was her.It wasn’t.Rory stood there, panting, panic i
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