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12: A Better Offer

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The room felt like it was shrinking, the walls closing in on the three of us. Raguel moved toward me and my body reacted before my mind did.

I stiffened.

He stopped just close enough.

Then, without asking, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over my trembling shoulders. It was warm, carrying that same intoxicating scent of cardamom and sandalwood that had haunted my every waking thought since the night of the trade.

“I told you I was coming back for you,” Raguel said. “I have come to take
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  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   55: You Won't Regret Trusting Him

    LyraI woke up exhausted.Not the miserable kind of exhausted but the good kind.Every muscle ached with exhaustion.I pulled the heavy duvet up to my chin, letting out a soft breath as the memories of the previous night flooded back in an intoxicating rush. The hot, passionate sex, and then the moment his fangs had sunk into the skin of my neck. I reached up, my fingers lightly brushing the smooth, white mark on my collarbone. It didn’t sting anymore; instead, it pulsed beneath my fingers.Heat immediately flooded my cheeks and I buried my face in the pillow.Oh god.“This is embarrassing.” I muttered to myself. The fact that I was smiling made it a thousand times worse. I had absolutely no business feeling giddy after the emotional rollercoaster I’d put both of us through.Yet here I was, smiling like an idiot.I rolled over instinctively, my eyes taking in the empty space beside me. Raguel was already gone, his side of the bed neatly smoothed down. But unlike the previous morning,

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   54: Greedy Girl

    LyraHe pulled me up so my back was pressed against his chest, causing his dick to slip from between my thighs with a wet sound. I looked up at him and caught a faint smirk playing on his lips. He lifted a hand, tracing the line of my jaw, his thumb brushing over my lower lip.“I want you to taste yourself on my lips,” he whispered, the words barely audible in the silent room, sending a jolt of heat through my exhausted body.I nodded immediately.His smirk widened. “Greedy girl,” he rumbled before lowering his head and capturing my mouth in a demanding kiss. His lips crushed mine, and I parted them instantly, inviting him in. His tongue swept into my mouth, and I tasted it immediately. I could taste the salty tang of his cum and the musky sweetness of my own pussy, all mixed into one unique flavor.I moaned into his mouth, my hand fisting in his hair, holding him to me. The sticky mess between my thighs seemed to pulse with renewed heat, and I felt another wave of wetness coat my cor

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   53: Get On The Bed

    Lyra“Get on the bed,” Raguel commanded as soon as we stumbled into my room.I shimmied out of my dress and slid onto the bed. I wiggled close to the center, getting comfortable as I heard the rustle of fabric from Raguel taking off his pants.The bed dipped as he climbed on. My breath hitched as he began to crawl towards me, chucking off his shirt.His body hovered above me and he leaned down to kiss me softly this time. His mouth made its way down to my neck, nipping, grazing and sucking as he went down to my collarbone.I arched up and unfastened the hook of my bra, flinging across the room carelessly.A growl escaped his lips when I bared my breasts to him. “Fuck…these tits, Lyra.” He took them in his hands and began to knead roughly.“Perfect,” he groaned, and then his mouth was on my breast, sucking my nipple. I cried out, my back arching off the bed once again as his teeth scraped against the sensitive flesh. His other hand began to roll my other nipple between his fingers, pin

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   52: Shut Up, Egret

    Lyra“You did the right thing, Lyra,” Egret’s voice purred smugly inside my head. “You turned away from the trap.”I slammed the door of our suite shut behind me and pressed my back against the wood, my hands flying up to massage my temples as an ache began to bloom in my head.My chest was heaving.“You need to calm down,” Egret said.“Shut up!” I screamed aloud into the empty room, my voice cracking. “Just shut up! Leave me alone!”I made my way across the room and caught my reflection in the mirror—wild-eyed, terrified, looking every bit as unhinged as I felt.“Shut up!” I yelled again.“Lyra, I know you're scared.”I covered my ears despite knowing it was pointless.“Stop talking.” I broke down in a sob. “I’m losing my goddamn mind.”A knock sounded at the door and it opened before I could respond.Raguel walked inside.The moment he saw me, he stopped and his expression immediately shifted from concern to alarm. His eyes darted around the room, then landed back on me.“Who are yo

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   51: The Setback

    LyraI woke up smiling.It happened before my eyes even opened, before I became aware of my surroundings.Then I reached across the bed and found the space beside me empty. I opened my eyes immediately, my heart lurching.I rolled onto my side, my skin tingling with the memory of his touch under the full moon. My hand brushed against a folded piece of paper resting on his pillow. I pulled it close, my eyes tracing the elegant script.Had to leave for an early morning council briefing that I couldn’t avoid. Eat breakfast and get some rest, sweetheart. I will see you soon.— R.A ridiculous smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I clutched the note to my chest. Then I looked around his room.Or maybe our room?No, definitely not our room.But…maybe one day.The thought snuck into my mind so naturally that I froze.Maybe one day, I’d wake up beside him in his room at the packhouse every morning. Maybe one day I’d leave little notes for him too or we’d argue over who got more space on

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   50: I Believe You

    LyraRaguel pulled back slightly and let out a deep breath, his hands dropping from my cheeks to rest on the bed between us.“I understand if you do not believe me, Lyra,” he whispered lowly. He wouldn’t look at me, his gaze fixed somewhere on the rumpled sheets. “It is easier to believe the other side. It is simpler to believe I am just the heartless monster the world paints me to be.”“I believe you,” I interrupted.The words left my lips before my brain could even attempt to stop them.Raguel froze and I watched as shock overtook his features. His amber eyes snapped back to mine. He stared at me as if I had just spoken an foreign language.To be honest, I was just as surprised at myself too. The logical part of my mind should have been screaming for evidence. I should have been packing my bags, hunting for Omar’s business card, and running toward the nearest exit.A small smile suddenly touched Raguel’s lips, the kind that I had come to realise meant he was about to tease me. “Is t

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   19: You Should Have Never Broken Into My House

    Lyra The knife dug deeper into my throat, and I felt a trickle of blood slide down my collarbone. Panic filled me as I squeezed my eyes shut, trying my best to lean away from the blade. I knew any wrong move would make the blade cut even deeper than it already had. I was literally fighting for my

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   18: If You Want Her Alive

    Lyra My lungs burned in agony with every attempt I made to breathe. I could feel my strength slipping and even the thrashing of my limbs had grown sluggish as my life began to fade away. Then, my senses awakened and I could smell the tanginess of fear, the musky scent of sweat, and beneath it all,

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   17: You're Here Now

    Lyra The moment Raguel stepped into the room, I stood from the edge of the bed so fast the chair beside me scraped against the floor. “Raguel, I want to leave. Now.” The words poured out of me before he could even close the door behind him. His golden eyes lifted slowly to mine, unreadable as al

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   16: An Overwhelming Want

    RAGUELThe hot water cascading over my shoulders was scalding, yet it did nothing to quiet the blood pulsing in my veins. My body had been working overtime since the moment Lyra Quinn walked through my doors with that pathetic excuse for a man weeks ago.Nothing in me had settled since then.I brac

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