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CHAPTER 451: MY TYPE IS YOU
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2026-09-19 04:25:52
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TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 452: IT ALL GOES BACK
KNOX’S POV“Leave?”“Tonight.” I wave a wet hand toward the door. “We take Silas’s ridiculous box of food, steal a car, and drive to the southern packs where nobody knows my face. We buy an ugly little house near the sea. You get a garden. I grow a beard, get fat, and tell everybody I used to fish for a living. The East would never find us there. Case closed.”Ember laughs against my chest.“And the North? What happens to your people?”“What about them?”“Knox!” She smacks my bare shoulder, splashing water right into my face.“Fine. Fine.” I shrug one shoulder. “Apparently they still require a King. Deeply inconvenient. But I’m allowed to fantasise about running away with my wife for thirty seconds.”She turns and swats my chest with the flat of her hand again.“That is incredibly selfish.”“I know. I’m enjoying it.”“You’re literally the King.”“Yeah. I’ve seen the paperwork.”“Knox.”“Fine.” I catch her wrist and kiss the inside of it, right over the pulse, because that’s the only a
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 451: MY TYPE IS YOU
KNOX’S POVI don’t move.“I think everything goes way back to your family’s past,” she says, and it’s coming faster now. “What if this shit started with Lady Ida? Think about it. She was a trader. She had a perfectly normal excuse to disappear for months, cross borders, come back with crates nobody questioned because she was family. Everybody already knew she was strange, so every weird thing became Oh, that’s just Ida.” Her hands are moving now. “What if the East never needed to sneak somebody through your gates, Knox? What if your family literally married the fucking spy in and then spent years laughing about her weird books? Doesn’t that sound far too familiar?”The water has gone almost cold.“Hale. She grew up glued to Ida,” I say.“Exactly. She might be finishing off whatever it is Ida started in this house. Marjorie said Hale followed her everywhere, sat at her feet, swallowed every story.” Ember’s eyes are enormous. “Then Ida disappears, just as mysteriously, and Hale keeps th
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 450: OUR EASTERN SPY
KNOX’S POV“Yeah.” I stare at the tap. “That’s what scares me. I stood over that kid and asked him straight if anyone told him what to say. He looked at me like I’d asked whether the sky was edible. He had no idea what I meant.” I shake my head slowly. “Nobody coached him, Ember. Whatever happened, he thinks he actually saw Marjorie.”“Then how the hell—”“Exactly.” I hear my own voice climbing and pull it back. “So now I have a seventy-year-old woman apparently escaping a locked cell, walking past two armed guards, killing seven girls without leaving a mark, then coming back downstairs, locking herself back in and going to sleep. That is insane. Nobody does that. Except the keys went missing, two men swear they saw her face, the herbs came from her garden, and every road points straight at her. It is so fucking tidy that it’s driving me insane.”Ember is quiet for a moment.“Can you tell me what you genuinely think? I know your face.” She doesn’t turn around. “You’ve been circling so
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 449: A STUPID AMOUNT OF LOVE
KNOX’S POVShe laughs, and it shakes both of us, and she reaches back with one hand and shoves the tap the rest of the way open, and the tub finally starts filling in earnest, hot water climbing up around us.We sit there while it comes up.She turns around eventually and settles back against my chest, and I get my arms round her under the water.She pulls my hands up and folds them over her bare stomach and holds them there with her own.I can still feel the throb of what we just did. The tenderness in her, the ache in me, the proof of it between her thighs.I exhale.Properly. All the way down. First real breath I’ve taken in hours, and it goes out of me so long that she notices and squeezes my hands.Somewhere past that door, the house is still moving, still full of guards and journalists at the gate, and none of it can get in here.My head’s quiet for the first time. The thoughts have stopped shouting over each other and lined themselves up so I can look at them one at a time.Eve
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 448: FUCKING FANTASTIC
KNOX’S POVShe’s merciless with it. Slow, filthy, and completely in control.She sucks me right to the edge, pulls me into her throat until I’m shaking, then eases off to press a wet kiss to my hip while I swear at the ceiling, and then starts again.I lose all sense of time. My hand stays in her hair because she lets it. The water keeps running.Somewhere in the middle of it she murmurs against my thigh about how she likes me like this. I’d have signed the North over to her right then if she asked.My cock’s messier than ever, slick and flushed and twitching every time she swallows, and she looks like she’s in love with the mess she’s making.That’s what does it. Not her mouth. The fact that she wants me like this. Desperate. Ruined. Absolutely hers.Then she takes me deep again, swallows me down, and I feel it start to go. My whole body locks.And some stubborn, greedy, half-feral thing in my chest refuses to finish like this.“No. Come here.” I get my hand under her arm. “Come here
TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING CHAPTER 447: FUCK. YES
KNOX’S POVThe water’s hot enough to hurt for the first three seconds.Then the burn fades and something in the whole length of my back lets go so hard I actually groan out loud. She laughs at me. I don’t care.The tub’s only a third full. She kneels on the tiles outside it, right by my shoulder, and presses her hand flat to my sternum and pushes me down.“Lean back.”I lean.She takes a cup off the ledge, fills it, pours it slowly down my chest, then over my shoulders and my arms. Water everywhere.She isn’t saying anything, she’s just watching her own hands work, and the heat and the steam and her soft, wet palm sliding flat over my chest are unpicking my brain, stripping the day off me in pieces.It’s therapeutic.I’m so tired and so wound up that when her hand slips under the water and wraps around my cock the noise that comes out of me has no dignity in it whatsoever.She’s not shy about it either. That’s the part that turns me on and ignites the blood that rushes down to my hard
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