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CHAPTER 316: OUR ROULETTE
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2026-06-23 13:32:43
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TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 317: TWO CUPS
EMBER’S POVBurn. No stop. Breath.“Two each,” the old man says quietly from the back, and I glance at him, and he’s not amused anymore, he’s watching the cups with his arms folded too tight across his chest.“Four left.” Penelope reaches for the next, and her hand is as steady as mine, steadier, a woman who has done this so many times it doesn’t reach her pulse at all. “You want to know the truth, girl? Most of them have wept by now. Got down on the floor of my shop and begged. The grand ones are the worst for it, the ones with the big names and the big purses, they think the begging will move me.” She drinks., sets it down, lives. “It never does.”“Maybe they beg,” I say, and my voice comes out level, “because you’ve built a thing designed to make people beg.”Something flickers in her pale eyes.“Maybe we have. Drink.”And I drink, and it’s down to the last two cups now, and this is where the air changes.Because the old man has gone still.I catch it over the rim as I swallow, the
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 316: OUR ROULETTE
EMBER’S POVThe two of them look at each other.And then, slowly, both of them smile, the same smile, and I understand I’ve done the one thing in this shop that could genuinely interest them, which is refuse to play the board the way they laid it.“Tricksters,” Penelope murmurs, almost fond. “She thinks we’re tricksters.”“She’s not wrong,” the old man says.“She’s not wrong at all.” Penelope spreads her ink-stained hands. “Very well, girl. Your game. Your rules. We’re listening.”I reach past them, to a shelf of clean empty cups, and take three more. Eight now, on the counter. And I start to pour.I split each brewed cup in half and I mix them, a little of the first into the fourth, the second into the fifth, the third into the eighth, then back the other way, around and around, until I’ve honestly lost track of which began as what, until all eight cups hold a measure of all three brews.Identical.Whatever poison sat whole in two of the three is now spread thin through every one of
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 315: THE POISON GAME
EMBER’S POV“You don’t tell us you can tell life from death,” Penelope says, and she draws a stool up to her side of the counter and lowers herself onto it, slow, folding her hands like a woman settling in to enjoy something. “You show us. It’s the only test we’ve ever set, it’s older than the shop, and we have watched a great many people fail it.” She nods at her husband’s busy hands. “Penny’s going to make you a few things. And then we’ll find out whether you understand what you’ve been asking us to sell, or whether you read a book and got brave.”The old man works fast. That’s the thing that prickles at me, the speed of it, the way a man who looks a hundred years old moves like water.A pinch from this drawer, a measure from that jar, his back half to us so I can’t see his hands clearly, and even craning I can’t track what goes where.It’s deliberately too quick.In under a minute he sets three small clay cups on the counter, black-rimmed, identical, in a neat row, and steps back,
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 314: ANYONE CAN READ
EMBER’S POVShe reads it the way a judge reads a confession, fast and flat and giving nothing back, and the old man drifts to her shoulder and reads it alongside her, and neither of them makes a sound.I watch their faces for something and get nothing. They’re very good at nothing.“Hm,” she says at last, which could mean anything.“It’s a slowing draught,” I say, because the silence is unbearable and because I want them to know I’m not just a girl holding a paper she can’t read. “Not a cure. There’s nothing in it that could cure what she has. It binds the blackening so it spreads slower through the lungs, and it eases the drowning so she can rest. It buys time. That’s all it does. That’s all I’m asking it to do.”Her eyes flick up to me, then back down.“To bind it, yes,” she says, idle, testing, like she’s asking the weather. “So naturally, you drop that root straight into the boiling water right at the start. To let the extreme heat really pull the strength out before you add the r
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 313: THE PENNYS
EMBER’S POVI don’t tell them this was my idea and my recipe and my stubbornness that carried it to their door. His name is the only thing in this shop that’s made either of them set down what they were holding.The two old people look at each other.It’s a long look, and a strange one, a whole conversation passing between them without a single word, years of marriage compressed into the tilt of two heads.And when it ends, the woman exhales through her nose and pushes the ledger an inch to the side, which I sense is, for her, an enormous concession.“Well,” she says. “You might have opened with that, and saved us both the recital.”“You told me there was nothing I could say.”“I told you you didn’t know the thing to say. And you didn’t. You stumbled onto it at the end like a clueless toddler.” But something has shifted at the corner of her mouth, not exactly a smile, but a relative of one. “Sit your friend down before she falls down, she’s gone the colour of a fish. And tell me your
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 312: BLACKLUNG FEVER
EMBER’S POVAnd that’s it. Dismissed, without a glance, the way you’d wave off a fly that hasn’t even had the decency to land on anything.Beside me, Queenie draws a slow breath, and I know that breath, I know exactly what magnificent and ill-advised thing is loading behind it.So I catch her wrist before it can launch. Because I’ve spent a great many years being looked through by people who’d already decided I wasn’t worth the air.And the one thing I learned is that the harder you push a closed door, the harder the person on the other side pushes back.But I’m not leaving. Rayana doesn’t have somewhere else.“All right,” I say. “Then let me ask you a question instead of asking you for anything. Is there a single thing a person could say, standing here, that would make you hear them out? Or is no the only thing you sell here, and the jars are just for show?”The pestle pauses.Just for a beat, just long enough that I catch it, before it resumes.And the woman lifts her pen, holds it
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 95: SKIP THE PRETENSE
KNOX’S POVHe blinks, the picture of innocence. “I’m not sure I understand. I explained the purpose quite clearly at the beginning of the evening. Conflict resolution. Closure. An opportunity for all parties to—”“Bullshit.”The word is deadpan, and I see Logan’s head snap up, see Gale’s sobbing st
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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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EMBER’S POVI nod desperately.“Liar.” He pumps into me slowly, his thumb circling my clit with featherlight pressure that’s nowhere near enough. “You’re never quiet. It’s one of my favorite things about you.”“For goddess sake, Knox, please—”“Please what?” He’s smiling now, the bastard. Enjoying
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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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