Lucas watched as Lylah threw her head back, arching against the stone ground, her wet, swollen lips parted in ecstasy, eyes dreamy with a bead of tears of pleasure clinging to the corners.Sexy. Fuck, he couldn’t get enough of this sight.She was bare, naked, trembling in his hold. Her pale skin bore the red marks of the Grand Lord of the realm, who now had his head buried between her parted legs.Even the rushing sound of the waterfall barely drowned out the sound of her moans.Her fingers dug into his scalp as one of his hands trailed along her skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He squeezed her nipple a little harder while shoving a third finger into her.She convulsed, thighs tensed. She glanced down at him, lips parted in a silent scream as she exploded.He groaned against her folds, tasting the sweetest part of her, her sensitive nub caught between his teeth.He took every drop of it. Damn intoxicating.Then he trailed his wet, warm tongue over her stomach, up to the swell of
Evening drew near, the sun slowly setting.“How did you know I wanted to be out?” Lylah asked as Lucas led her through a quiet corridor.“You’re not comfortable with crowds for long, just like me.” “You remembered.”“I did.”She locked her hands behind her. “Are you still not going to tell me where we’re heading?”“My favorite place.”“And how many people have you taken to this favorite place of yours?”“None,” he said in a low voice.She didn’t believe him. Or perhaps, she was simply surprised.“None?”“Hm. Never brought anyone. Duncan loves going into the city to find solace by mixing with his people, but mine is a little different. I’m sure you’re going to love it.”“I can’t wait,” she said.“But first,” he halted, pulling out a blindfold. “I have a small surprise before we get there. The night is young.”She liked the idea, just her and him. And she was damn curious about what he was planning to do with her tonight.“Alright.”Lucas stepped closer and gently tied the blindfold ov
Eyes widened. Mouths dropped open. “Will you be not just my queen, but my wife… tonight and forever?” King Duncan said, caressing her knuckle. His gaze locked onto hers as though she meant the world to him. “Yes, please,” she croaked, her voice broken as everything went blank in the background. Just the male who made her feel on top of the world. He slid the ring onto her finger—a dark silver band, carved with ancient runes and crowned with a single bloodstone that shimmered under the Grand Hall light. The moment felt surreal, too dreamlike to be real. He pressed his lips to the ring, then rose to his feet. The Seer didn't wait to recite the marriage oath. After that, Duncan didn't hesitate to pull her close, his lips slamming against hers as though he had been waiting forever to do it. The hall erupted into cheers again. Lylah wiped her tears as she clapped. Happiness radiated from every part of her face. Duncan pulled away, caressing Arianna’s cheek with a soft gri
As Lucas made his way to the event, he halted at a distance, his gaze sweeping across the Grand Hall. The place was lavish, filled with meals and drinks. Cheers and laughter echoed through the air. The scent of fine cologne lingered.Lord Merek, Lord Atheon, Lady Gatha, and many others were seated among the crowd. Expression bright.King Duncan was present, seated on the throne, clad in a fine royal robe that matches with his son, Rheal on his lap, catching the attention of many guests. But the father and son were simply speaking to each other.Lucas smiled at the sight. His survival and Rheal’s existence had truly shocked the realm and beautified it as well.But where was she?Wasn’t she supposed to be here? Arianna would soon be crowned.He sighed and stepped away to find her. An instinct kicked in. Lucas felt he knew where she might be. The barracks. The small yard where he had trained her. A place the met. And he was right.She was there, her back turned to him. And—Holy hell
The sun rose, casting a warm glow across the marble stones of the Citadel.Every inch of the courtyard was polished and decorated. Flowers bloomed, swaying gently in the cool breeze.The guests arrived, filling the court from every corner. Elites. Lords. Alphas. And a few Ouroboros from the dragon Realm, all clad in fine attires.Today, a Queen was about to be crowned.•Inside the walls of the royal chamber, everything was sparkling clean. Every nook and corner had been transformed. Anything that reeked of the unwanted and past had been disposed of and burnt. Everything looked new, including the settings.Rheal stood before the large mirror, his round eyes filled with excitement.He was clad in a fine royal robe, designed with golden embroidery that matched his eyes. Arianna had made sure his clothing was light. Underneath was a crisp white tunic with a small collar.His dark, mixed silver hair was styled back, with a few strands falling over his forehead. His skin was smooth as po
Drums echoed. Cheers rose. Voices of excitement spread through the packs, the streets, the houses. Food, drink, laughter, and joyful chatter filled the air. Celebration lit up the night.The Moon Realm had only faint memories of when something like this had last happened. Perhaps they had forgotten what true peace and unity once felt like. For the first time in years, all was calm. Males and females, adults and children, moved freely without fear.Duncan stood at the highest point of his palace, eyes scanning far beyond the mountains to the distant packs. He spotted several groups with carts approaching.The people were bringing gifts again. The warehouse was already overflowing with food and various offerings from across the realm.It had been two weeks since the great battle and the salvation of the realm, and the people couldn’t be happier.Their true king was alive.Duncan had lost count of how many letters of thanks and prayers he had received. Each one filled with heartfelt w