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CHAPTER 186: SCREAM, EMBER
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2026-04-09 00:12:40
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TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 186: SCREAM, EMBER
EMBER’S POVHe takes me from the guards. His hands close around my arms and he pulls me against him and lowers me to the floor forcefully, aggressively restraining against my dulled fight-or-flight instinct.My skin crawls because it’s WRONG. This is wrong. His touch is wrong. His feel on my skin is wrong. Everything about this moment is wrong.He pins me under him, forcing me down with his crushing weight, and the tears gather in my eyes.My body is betraying me — the heat surging through my core, my skin oversensitised, nerve endings firing at his proximity in ways that have nothing to do with desire and everything to do with the chemical hijacking of my biology.My back arches involuntarily when his chest presses against mine and a sound escapes my lips that I would die before making willingly and the sob that follows it is the most honest thing I’ve produced all night.This is it.He is going to rape me here on the floor of his dining room while his drugged guests fuck around us a
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EMBER’S POVThe hand behind my head grips my hair and tilts my chin upward and I’m thrashing, kicking, biting at the fingers that pry at my jaw, but there are four of them and one of me and they are strong, unbelievably strong.Rafael steps forward and cups my face with one hand — gentle, impossibly gentle, the way a lover would — and pours the liquid past my lips with the other.It burns. Goddess, it BURNS — like swallowing liquid fire, like the inside of my throat is being scoured with acid, and I gag and choke and try to spit but his hand clamps over my mouth and his gray eyes hold mine with such steady, certain gaze.“Swallow,” he says softly. “It’ll pass.”I swallow because I can’t breathe otherwise and the fire slides down my throat and into my chest and spreads through my bloodstream like wildfire, wild poison.The first thing I feel is pain, like my organs are being rearranged from the inside, like every cell in my body is being rewritten without my permission.I double over i
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EMBER’S POVHis breathing changes — shorter, shallower — and his eyes drop to my hand and come back up to my face, to my lips and the hunger in them is so naked, so absolute, that a different woman might mistake it for love.“I’m tired of fighting,” I whisper. “I’m tired of being angry. I’m tired of wanting a man who doesn’t want me back.”“He doesn’t deserve you.”“Maybe not.” I slide my hand higher on his thigh — just an inch, just enough to feel the heat spike between us, and Rafael’s hand comes up to cover mine again and his fingers are trembling and I think — this is what power feels like.Not the kind men have, the kind that comes from fists and money and crowns. The devious kind.The kind a woman carries when she understands that desire is a leash and she’s holding the other end.“Ember.” My name in his mouth sounds like a man drowning. “Tell me this is real.”“Does it feel real?”I slip from my chair into his lap in one fluid motion — straddling him, my knees on either side of
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 183: HOPELESS ROMANTIC
EMBER’S POV“Because the last time they were free, you tried to take my eyes out.” A smile, wry, almost self-deprecating. “I adore your fire, querida. But I’d like to keep my vision.”“What if I promise to behave?”The words hang between us and I watch what it does to him — his pupils dilate, his breath catch, the careful composure wavers just enough for something vulnerable to show through.He wants this. Goddess, he wants this so badly — the willing version, the choosing version, the Ember who sits across from him at dinner and smiles and touches him because she wants to and not because her wrists are bound.“I want to try the wine,” I say softly. “I want to eat dinner with you without these on my wrists. I want to have one evening where someone treats me like a person and not a child.” I hold his gaze. “Can you give me that?”He searches my face for the lie and I give him nothing to find because I have spent years under Gale Crawford’s roof learning how to make my face say things m
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 182: DINNER DATE
EMBER’S POVI stare at him.Then I look at the people around the table — twenty faces, twenty blank expressions, twenty pairs of eyes watching a woman tied to a chair being told she’s someone’s fated mate by the person who drugged her unconscious and dressed her like a doll, and not a single one of them registers anything beyond polite dinner-party interest.He is insane. Not dangerous-insane the way I’ve dealt with before, not Gale’s abusive cruelty or my mother’s dramatics.This is the other kind. The kind that feels worse and masquerades with his performative charm.My heart is hammering so hard I can feel it in my ears, but I force myself to breathe, to think, to catalogue.The restraints: silk, tied in a knot I can feel against the underside of the chair arm — aesthetics prioritised over security.The exits: two doors, one behind Rafael’s end of the table leading deeper into the lodge, one to my left leading to the main entrance.But both are flanked by men in suits who are not e
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 181: WELCOME, QUERIDA
EMBER’S POVThere is something exquisitely wrong.My body registers the details before my mind catches up — the luxurious texture of a dress I don’t remember wearing, the pull of my hair swept up off my neck in a way I never style it, the cool press of metal around my wrists.I blink, and the world assembles itself in pieces: a long dining table draped in fine linen, crystal glasses catching the light of a hundred candles, silver cutlery laid out with the kind of precision that belongs in a Michelin restaurant, and flowers — dark red roses, cascading from centre-pieces down the length of the table.I am seated at one end of the table.My wrists are bound to the arms of the chair with silk — cream-coloured and soft and tightly secured yet woven with such careful attention to aesthetics that the restraint are almost beautiful.My ankles are free. My shoes are gone. And the dress I’m wearing — fitted, floor-length, the colour of arterial blood — is not mine. Has never been mine.Someone
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EMBER’S POV“Because I saw you on the news.” His voice cracks again. “During a press conference. I saw you standing up there, speaking to the camera, saying five words they have haunted me every night. You are dead to me. And though it wasn’t directed at me, I felt it so much. I felt it down to my
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EMBER’S POVI slump back into my seat unconsciously, not realizing how rigidly I’d been holding myself until the tension drains away.Knox lifts our entwined hands to his lips and presses a kiss to my knuckles, his eyes on me.It slows the tightening in my chest. Loosens the knot that Harrison’s qu
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