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Marked by Fire & Fang The Return of the Predator
Chapter Eighty-One: The Return of the PredatorThe next morning, the city stirred with rumors. Word moved fast in these streets, faster than the wind, faster than the lies that tried to cover the truth. Link Grey wasn’t just back—he was moving. Like a shadow through the city's veins, his presence bled into boardrooms, back alleys, and penthouses. Men who’d been bold during his absence were suddenly cautious, the bravado leaking from them like sweat in the sun.Link stood before the mirror in his penthouse, fastening the last button of his black dress shirt. He wore no tie, no unnecessary pretense. Just sleek, tailored power stitched into every seam. His reflection stared back—the grey of his eyes darker, sharper, the face of a man who had seen blood and beauty, and claimed them both.But beneath the calm exterior, the pulse of Lilly hummed in his blood. She had branded herself into his marrow. The memory of her arousal the day before, the way she had owned his body from miles away, cl
Marked by Fire & Fang The Spotlight Burns
Chapter Eighty: The Spotlight BurnsThe city skyline greeted Link like an old rival—tall, bright, and always watching. Glass towers glinted in the afternoon sun, each one housing people who whispered his name once with awe and now with speculation. Link Grey, the ghost, the recluse, the empire-builder who vanished without a trace.Now he was back.The moment his presence was known, the texts started flooding in. Old contacts, power players, investors, the curious, and the cautious. Invitations to dinners, meetings, and more. Some wanted to reforge alliances, others to test if the predator still had teeth.Link stood in the heart of it all, his tailored suit crisp, his stride confident. The scent of the city—metal, sweat, ambition—hit his senses like a long-forgotten perfume. And beneath it, the animal in him stirred, reminded that this jungle was just another territory to reclaim.The first round of meetings was a blur of polished tables, expensive coffee, and sly glances. Men in suit
Marked by Fire & Fang The Bond and the Name
Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Bond and the NameThe morning air was still sharp when Link and Lilly finally made their way back inside the estate. The remnants of their passion still hummed between them, skin flushed and tender, breaths occasionally catching just from a glance. But it wasn’t just the heat of their bodies that lingered—it was the looming decisions, the next steps.Link paced the length of their shared chamber, a towel draped over his shoulders, bare feet silent on the stone floor. Lilly watched from the edge of their bed, wrapped loosely in a thin robe, her hair still wild from his hands and her gaze curious."You're restless," she said softly. "You weren’t like this before. What’s rattling in that head of yours?"Link paused, glancing at her with a half-smirk before turning serious. "It hit me out there in the yard. Our bond is sealed here. The wolves know it. Our pack knows it. But the world outside these woods? The humans? The city?"He stopped pacing, standing before h
Marked by Fire & Fang The Quiet Before
Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Quiet BeforeThe estate felt emptier than it had in days.Greyhowl had weathered war, the rise of the Hollow, and countless threats, yet nothing prepared Link for the hollow quiet that settled once his children had gone. The halls that echoed with their laughter, their playful jabs, and the fresh energy they carried now stood still, as if the walls themselves held their breath.Link stood in the training yard, the morning sun casting sharp shadows across the stone. He held a practice blade, but it hung loosely in his grip, his mind far from the drills he'd intended to run. His body ached for motion, for release, but his thoughts had already shifted elsewhere—beyond Greyhowl.Lilly appeared, her presence undeniable even in silence. She crossed the yard slowly, watching him with a knowing gaze, her steps quiet but deliberate."You planning to actually swing that thing, or are you just admiring it?" she teased, her voice gentle but laced with warmth.Link's mou
Marked by Fire & Fang The Parting Howl
Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Parting HowlThe morning after broke crisp and clear, the air tinged with pine, earth, and a distant promise of rain. Greyhowl Estate stirred with slow, deliberate movements—the aftermath of battle and passion still heavy in the air. But for all the quiet, there was an undercurrent of change threading through the morning light.Link stood on the grand balcony, bare-chested, the faint bruises and scratches from the night before still marked across his skin. His eyes swept across the grounds where the allied packs prepared to depart. Warriors rolled up bedrolls, repaired torn gear, and exchanged quiet, respectful farewells. Fires from the victory feast had burned down to smoldering embers.Beside him, Lilly leaned lazily against the stone railing, one of his shirts draped over her shoulders, her hair tangled and wild from his hands. She looked down with half-lidded eyes, watching the morning unfold.“You’re quiet,” she murmured.Link exhaled through his nose.
Marked by Fire & Fang The Morning After the Flame
Chapter Seventy-Six: The Morning After the FlameThe dawn bled slow and soft across the Greyhowl Estate, brushing gold and rose against the horizon. The light crept lazily over the estate, warm where the night had been brutal, gentle where their bodies still ached from everything they'd done.Link stood naked at the wide window, his bare skin kissed by that rising sun. The bruises on his shoulders, the scratches down his back, the faint crescent bites near his throat—each one a trophy, a reminder of the night before.He flexed his hands, remembering the way he'd held her down, the way she'd screamed his name. But the strongest memory wasn't the sound of her cries, or even the sight of her ruined beneath him.It was her eyes.Gods, her eyes.There had been no hesitation in them last night. No shyness. No guarded edges. She hadn't just surrendered—she had owned it. Owned him.She had stood like a goddess, commanding Salma to her knees, her voice dripping with power, with authority. She
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