ログイン“What, and you didn’t do the same with Sebastian?” Gideon grabbed my left hand and held it up, waving it in my face so the golden ring glinted in the sunlight.I flushed and yanked my hand away. “That was different.”He raised one brow. “Enlighten me.”I opened my mouth, then closed it.“Look, “ he
Avery’s POVGideon didn’t say anything right away. Instead, he just stared at me like I had two heads. Then, with more calmness than I expected, he walked to the window and stood there with his back to me, looking out at the workers in the distant fields.Finally, he turned to look at me again. “Tha
“Loved you,” I corrected quietly.Gideon didn’t comment on that part. “Leave him,” he repeated. “Let’s fix this. Please.”I was quiet for a moment, working out how to say the next part. Then I just said it. “I’m not married to Sebastian.”Gideon was quiet.“We have an arrangement,” I said. “He offer
Avery’s POVThe sun had come up already. The birds were singing outside the window, and the scent of freshly mowed grass was in the air. Nighttime had come to its end, and morning had arrived.So did the shame. It came right after I realized that I was still on the couch with my dress rumpled around
“No.”“Good.” His member sat heavily in my palm, warm and thick and just as familiar as it had been ten years ago, that night when we met in the forest and didn’t even see each other’s faces in the shadows. It filled me just the same as it had back then, swift and deliberate and oh so delicious.Gid
Avery’s POV“I love you, Avery.” He said it again but more slowly, like he wanted to make sure each word landed with the equal amount of pressure. “I always have. And I’m sorry that I didn’t make it clear enough before. I’m sorry that I pushed you away because I was too much of a coward to say it ou
Avery’s POVThe hunger pains had gotten worse.“You need to eat,” my wolf whined. “If not for yourself, then for the baby…”I clenched my jaw and rolled over on my bed, shivering beneath the pile of furs. “There won’t be a baby to worry about if he forces me to abort it.”My wolf whimpered in respon
Of course, I wouldn’t touch any of it. Not just because alcohol was bad for the pregnancy, but because it could be poisoned. I sat, but I didn’t pick up my spoon, even though the stew actually looked and smelled really good.“You’re not going to eat?” The Rogue King asked, tilting his head. He had a
I tried to imagine him as a little kid, feet swinging off of a stool as he ate his lunches.“What was it like to grow up with a powerful wolf?” I asked, curiously, “My own wolf didn’t manifest when I was a child, so I never knew what it was like.”“It was a sudden change,” he admitted, staring off i
He grabbed my hand and placed the eyepatch in my palm. It was still warm from resting on his face. He curled my fingers around it and squeezed tight, so tight it hurt. “Don’t you want to be my queen?”“I’ll never be your rogue queen.”He snorted. “Of course not. I would never expect a Lycan princess







