Todos os capítulos de The Lycan kings pet slave: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Their kiss was not enough; their bodies were hot and ready for each other. Brynn allowed Killian access to her mouth.His hearted tinge made her feel like she was on fire; his hand combed, and you sided with her guard, and Brynn moaned from his touch.Her voice drove him mad as he moved closer, kissing her. They hadn’t gone beyond what they had down in the study, but Brynn was ready.She wanted him so badly she felt herself get wet just from the guy having him. Killian could hardly process what it was when he was; he couldn’t get enough of her taste.He cut the kiss to take one look into her eyes, but Brynn's eyes shined with want and lust for him; she wanted it as much as he did, and Killian was ready to worship her skin and the crying ground that she walked on.He reached for the buttons of her hair, undoing the little buttons that had this hand frazzled and desperate, as he gave Brynn a little backassurance against her skin.The minute he laid sight of her breast, he leaned in, his

Talia had made it a mission to be at Killian's party; she wasn’t going to back down that easily, nor was she going to let Brynn win.She had been anxious for days on end already because of Damon's calls, part of her fear that he might even be brazen enough to show up at this party. He was a man and dangerous.She decided not to dwell on it too much; she wanted to be the belle of the ball at the party, so she called the best designer she could get with the most expensive jewelry. She was going to outshine everyone and get Killian to notice her.She went to the party, and the whole room began whispering the moment she came in. She drew a lot of attention to herself, most of it from the rumors spreading after the video.Talia tried her best to look affected by it, but it wasn’t long till the town's biggest swoons gathered around her table, and she knew they wanted to gossip.“Talia dear!” One of them called Talia, who tried to force a smile on her face. She hated mixing with them, but sh

Talia watched, stunned and confused, as Brynn dropped to the floor. She was unsure why Brynn had fainted. One minute they were arguing, and the next minute Brynn lost consciousness.Everyone was looking at her as if she were the perpetrator, and she did it, Brynn. She would have loved to do this, but she didn't even have the chance. Now, she was being looked at like a villain. What shattered her confidence was the moment Killian arrived, and with a dark look in his eyes, she could sense that he no longer had any faith in her."Killian, I didn't do it; let me explain."" But Killian didn't want to hear or listen. The crowd grew in panic as everyone moved away.Talia was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice a stranger pulling her out of the circle of onlookers. However, when she felt a strong and painful tug on her hand, she snapped back to reality. The stranger guided her through a dimly lit hallway."What the hell?" Who are you? "Let me go!" she shouts, flailing her arms and

Killian.I hear voices all around me and feel a throbbing pain. I try to open my eyes, adjusting to the intense sunlight that pours in.There was a cacophony of shouts and panic as I opened my eyes to see Rex, his face filled with relief. I could also see the bandaged patches on his arms; he had been shot, and I'm sure they used the same darts on him as well. "He's awake!" Her shouts prompt my men to enter.I felt sore and had a throbbing sensation in my head that wouldn't go away. I raised my hand to touch my head and felt something thick and rough - a bandage.I felt a touch on my hand. I exclaimed as I looked up and noticed a needle embedded in my flesh, with an IV drip attached to it. "What the fuck?" I muttered."Sir, you need to calm down; you're wounded," Rex says, but I don't listen to him.I closed my eyes, immediately recalling why I was on this bed, and the image of Brynn came to mind. "Brynn!" I roared, pulling the needle out of my arm.Not caring about the blood splatter,

"We are getting married," Damon says.Brynn knew he was a psychopath, but she never realized he stooped to his level. But what did she expect? He was a power-hungry, thieving scoundrel who coveted her fortune."I won't do that; you're crazy; you're mad, man," Brynn says to Damon, who chuckles."I know I can't coerce you since Killian has done a number on you; that bastard has poisoned your mind to turn against me, and I'll make you see the truth soon enough. But I know how to make you do my bidding, darling," he snarls.He stands up, tugging Brynn roughly out of the chair by her arm, her silver cuff still in place as he escorts her out of the room. The hallways were no different.It was dark and gloomy, with wet, cold ground. Brynn couldn't believe that he had taken so many girls from the pack, selling them and using her to prevent some of them from understanding their fate before Damon had killed them.He was a monster. No, he is a monster."Let me go!" Brynn struggled, but Damon did