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Chapter Forty-one: The Alpha’s Promise

Author: Kay Voss
last update publish date: 2026-07-04 06:45:34

VARUL

The silence that followed my words was loud enough to drown out the raging blizzard outside.

Sigrun stared up at me, her soft lips parted in a breathless gasp that hit my raw senses like dry grass on an open flame.

Her green eyes—so bright against the stark, cold stone of my study—swam with a mixture of disbelief and an unmistakable longing.

*Mine,* Siren chanted in my skull, his voice a deep, vibrating rumble that shook my very bones. *Claim her. Mark her. Tear down the walls and take what the Goddess gave us.*

For a solid month, I had played the part of the disciplined, patient king. I had kept my distance, lying awake in a separate cold bed, enduring an agonizing, hollow sexual frustration that felt like claws scraping against the inside of my ribs. I had done it to protect her. To let a fragile southern human adjust to a world of wolves.

But looking at her now, standing barely an arm’s length away after breaking through an aura that had dropped high lords to their knees, the restraint snapped. The last threads of my royal composure vaporized.

I took a slow, deliberate step into her space.

Sigrun didn't flinch even as my shadow completely swallowed her, and as the scent of my dark, predatory arousal began to flood the small room, thick and intoxicating.

My brave princess.

Her chest rose and fell in rapid, shallow breaths, her gaze dropping to my mouth before snapping back to my eyes.

“Varul…” she whispered, her voice a fragile vibration in the air.

“You have no idea what you do to me, princess,” I growled, the sound tore from deep within my chest, rough and unpolished.

I reached out, my bloodstained knuckles stark against the pristine white skin of her throat as I cupped her jaw. My fingers trailed down to graze her pulse point, where her heart was hammering like a trapped bird.

I leaned down, my breath hot against her ear, inhaling the scent of her that drove my beast wild.

“For weeks, I have starved,” I murmured, my lips brushing the soft curve of her earlobe, making her shiver violently. “Every meal across from you, every defiant word you exchanged with me… all I could think about was pinning you down…tasting you…trapping you…taking you time and again until you lose all thought.”

Her breath hitched at my words, her eyes becoming hooded as she leaned into my touch.

My lips brushed over hers. “Sinking my fangs into your skin to seal our fate. Today, you walked through my fire. You broke my beast’s hold. And proved what I have always known: that you were made for me.”

I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, my hands sliding down to grip her waist, pulling her flush against my body. The contrast was electric—she was soft, small, and burning hot against my hard, rigid frame.

I whispered, my voice dropping to a gravelly, possessive pitch. “I am dying to claim you, Princess. Siren is wild with his craving for you. And right now, there isn't a single rational thought left in my head to stop him.”

Her hands, small and trembling, slowly slid up the front of my coat, anchoring themselves against my chest. “Then don’t,” she whispered, her green eyes flashing with a sudden, fierce defiance that mirrored my own darkness.

That was it. The final dam broke.

With a low, feral groan, I backed her up against the stone wall. The ruined oak desk groaned behind me as I pinned her between my body and the rock, my mouth crashing down onto hers.

It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was an reclamation. I tasted her with a desperate, starved hunger, my tongue tangling with hers as she let out a soft, whimpering moan that I drank straight into my lungs.

Her fingers tangled into my hair, pulling me closer, her body arching into mine, her soft moans completely obliterating the sexual frustration that had driven me mad for weeks. Siren roared in absolute triumph, pushing against my consciousness, demanding the bite.

Demanding I tear her collar open and mark her right here, on the floor of my shattered study.

My teeth grazed her bottom lip, and I pulled down the fabric of her dress at the shoulder, my lips trailing a path of burning fire down the elegant column of her neck.

Right there. Where her shoulder met her neck. The perfect place for an Alpha’s mark. To pour my pack bond and life force into her blood.

But I had waited too fucking long for this to rush through it. I wanted to draw this out. I wanted to taste her essence, spending long hours worshipping her beautiful body. I needed a bed for this. Outside the windows, daylight slowly gave way to night.

“Tonight, Princess,” I promised roughly against her lips. “Tonight I will make you mine.”

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