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CHAPTER 117: THE DEATH OF ME

مؤلف: Remi Winters
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-03-01 12:51:57

EMBER’S POV

The break-in at the penthouse. The flash drive Logan was searching for. The recordings that got leaked to the council — recordings that almost got me sent back to Gale.

Nathaniel knowing something about that night, something from years ago, something that Logan now knows too.

Something he doesn’t want Knox to be aware of.

What is Nathaniel hiding? Did he sell Knox out to Logan? And if so — why? What could possibly be worth betraying the man he’s served for over a decade?

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    EMBER’S POVQueenie doesn’t answer.I glance over and she’s staring at the dashboard and tears are sliding down her cheeks in two clean lines and her mouth is pressed shut and she’s not making a sound. She’s just sitting there, crying silently, and the silence is louder than anything she could have said because the answer is in the tears and the tears say no.I don’t push. I don’t fill the quiet with comfort or platitudes. I just let her cry, because sometimes that’s the kindest thing you can do.After a while, she wipes her face, exhales, and straightens her shoulders the way women do when they’re putting themselves back together in real time.“Well,” she says, her voice rough. “That was deeply unpleasant.”“Yeah.”“I’m going to need to think about some things.”“Yeah.”“But not right now. Right now I need to do something very stupid and very loud.”I pull the car to the shoulder, and the engine idles in the quiet.“Roll your window down,” I say.“It’s minus ten degrees, Ember.”“R

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 220: HOW LOVE FEELS

    EMBER’S POVThe question lands in the car like a third passenger. I take my eyes off the road long enough to look at her and from her face, I can tell she is not fishing for reassurance or testing me. She’s asking because she genuinely doesn’t know the answer and the not knowing is eating her from the inside.“Queenie—”“I know he’s my fated mate. I know the Goddess paired us. I know all the texts and the traditions and the lore that says this bond is sacred and chosen and meant to be. But the Goddess didn’t sit in that room this morning and listen to my husband confess that he drugged his best friend’s coffee and engineered a woman’s death for research data.” Her hands are twisting in her lap, fingers pulling at each other. “How am I supposed to lie next to him tonight knowing what he’s capable of? How am I supposed to let him touch me and trust that the hands on my body belong to the man I married and not the man who stood in a monitoring station while sixty-three people died?”“I

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 219: I MISSED YOU

    EMBER’S POVI drive.It’s a small thing, maybe nothing to anyone watching, but my hands on the steering wheel feel like reclamation.For weeks, other people have driven me places. Knox carrying me through hallways, Nathaniel behind the wheel of getaway cars, Rafael’s guards hauling me through forests.I’ve been a passenger in every sense of the word, moved from location to location by men who decided where I needed to be and when I needed to be there. Today I drive.The Alaskan highway stretches flat and white and endless ahead of us, and Queenie is in the passenger seat with her hands folded in her lap and her eyes fixed on the treeline, as if the snow-covered pines hold a clever secret.We haven’t spoken since pulling away from the compound. Knox’s goodbye is still warm on my lips, and a silver bullet gun is in the glovebox because trouble, Knox reasoned, has a GPS lock on my location, and he’d rather I carry something lethal.I didn’t argue. He’s not entirely wrong. If Gale somehow

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   AUTHOR'S NOTE

    Hi, everyone! Good evening. Just a quick update — I’m a little slow with writing today because I’m dealing with the flu. I’ve taken meds, but they come with drowsiness and sleepiness as side effects. My head’s been hot and hurting, and I’m honestly just exhausted. I’m still working on the chapter though! Just slower than usual because I’m frankly out of it right now. Hopefully I can finish before the day is over and get it posted. Also — big news: I’m officially done with my day job! Which means way more writing time from here on out. So yay to that! Now, I saw someone ask how often I update. Updates are daily double/triple updates! But let me explain my workflow so you understand why there might be pauses sometimes. I write in marathons. I have ADHD, so when I hyperfixate and lock in, I get a LOT done — we’re talking 10 chapters in two or three days. Then I take a break until the next wave of focus hits. Usually that lines up perfectly with the scheduled chapters running out, so

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 218: WHERE IS GALE?

    EMBER’S POV“Absolutely not,” Knox says it casually. “Gale is an unrepentant, violent piece of shit who beat my woman for eight years and hasn’t shown a flicker of remorse. He’s not going anywhere except deeper into hell.” His thumb traces my thigh. “But Logan doesn’t need to know that. Logan needs to believe the trade is real long enough to hand over the flash drive. Once I have it, I take both of them. Logan joins Gale. They can spend the rest of their natural lives rotting together. Every true love story deserves a happy ending.”“And if he doesn’t take the bait?” Nathaniel asks.“Then we use brute force. Kill him if we have to. But he is not walking away alive with that flash drive.”I feel the logic of it settle into place. Smart. Clean. Gives Logan what he wants while neutralising the weapon.“Where IS Gale?” I ask.Knox’s hand tightens on my thigh.“Ember.”“Where is Gale, Knox?”A pause. “Your father’s house,” Knox says. “Maurice’s property. He’s been there the whole time. Gu

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 217: HOW COMFORTING

    EMBER’S POVThe room goes quiet. Everyone is looking at me.“Rafael is only one part of it,” I say slowly. “If we go by everything Nathaniel just told us, the real danger was never Rafael. It’s the gene itself. Having Knox susceptible to it means he’s one bad day away from another episode. One drugging.” I look at Nathaniel, and the word lands exactly where I aim it. “One person cruel enough to weaponise his weakness against him. Or—” My voice catches. “Or if something ever went wrong with me. If we have a mature bond and I’m hurt, or taken, or killed, he could lose his mind entirely. The bond that’s supposed to cure him becomes the detonator instead. And that means—”“A new massacre,” Nathaniel supplies quietly. “Potentially worse than the first. A fully bonded Lycan without an anchor is exponentially more dangerous than an unbonded one. The bond supercharges every instinct. Including the feral ones.”Knox is quiet for a long time. His chest rises and falls against my back in measure

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    EMBER’S POV“I want to recover here. In this penthouse. Not locked away somewhere safe and isolated.”And there it is. The trade she’s been building toward.I almost laugh.“You want to stay here,” I repeat slowly. “With us. With Knox.”“You heard me. What part of dying don’t you seem to understand

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-25

  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 40: THESE SAME HANDS

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  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 11: COUNTING DOWN ON HIS TONGUE

    EMBER’S POVI stare down at Knox on his knees, my pulse slamming so hard I can feel it between my legs. He's grinning up at me like a wolf who's already tasted blood, gold eyes glowing, fangs just barely peeking past his lip.I fold my arms, pretending my thighs aren't already trembling."What do I

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  • TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER 111: MORE THAN OMEGA

    EMBER’S POV(PRESENT)We stay tangled together for a long time, neither of us willing to be the first to let go. His hand strokes through my hair.My fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt. The room is quiet except for our breathing and the distant hum of something mechanical — a generator, mayb

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