บททั้งหมดของ Sold to the Ruthless Lycan king (The Lycan's flame).: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

My hands move and pleasure rocks through my body. My cock is rock hard and painfully so but I can't help the desire surging through me. Fuck. My mind pictures Adelaide as she had been just now, her hair in disarray like she had just come out from rolling in the sheets. My mind places me in those sheets with her. Me on top of her and her body, her shapely body, and firm breasts... "Fuck." I chase release like it's the tonic I need to live. "Cain?" My hand stills and there's the sound of knocking at my door. "Cain. Are you in there?" I turn over and groan into the pillow. Fuck all this. "Cainn! Are you in there?" The banging is persistent and I know she won't go away unless I come and tell her to. It's annoying that she can't take hints sometimes, for someone so intelligent she seems to have a problem taking hints. "Cain. I can tell you're in there y'know." Rhys's voice this time and I groan once more. "I'll be there in a minute!" I grab the spray at the stand of my bed a

Cain and Rhys deaden their conversation when they "notice" the Lycan king has arrived and they carry on with eating. I've always wondered why they don't give a formal salute or something like that here, but Lyros doesn't seem to enforce that as a rule and the Lycans under his rule don't seem too inclined to start the habit.Cain's eyes catch mine for a brief second and I wonder what he's trying to say until Lyros walks over to their table and sits on a chair he drags over.If the hall was silent before, it's extra silent now and a smile spreads on Leah's face. I cock an eyebrow up at her and she shrugs, but I can see there's something she knows that I don't.There's something she knows that we all do not and she's the only one who seems to enjoy the awkwardness in the atmosphere. I feel like I'll melt if I sit here any longer so I take my leave.Today is a new day and unlike the Lycan king and the rest of them, I don't plan on spending all of it in the cafeteria.My buckets are waitin

I lock the doors behind me and she says nothing. The light in my study is dim so I walk over to the curtains and open them.Adelaide stands as still as a statue, even the quivering in her lips has stopped. There's an air of beauty that she has to her, one that makes me want to see her cry for a totally different reason.I know she's crying for Cain, for the punishment she just saw me doling out. I know she's horrified by it.But no one disobeys me. Not even Cain.What did I ask for that was too hard to get? I have watched over him ever since he was a child, a mercy I showed knowing fully well that I ought to have killed him and thrown his little infant body into a stream. I should have done that and forgotten about his existence, but I let him live.I let him into my fold. I gave him strength, I gave him power, I made him what he is today and he will be whatever he will be because of me. I gave him a family!A place to call his own and a roof over his head. And what did I ask for in

Leah shoos Rhys away for the seventeenth time this morning and I contemplate telling her to just let him in. I know what Lyros is doing. I know why he made Rhys watch and why he made Adelaide witness him breaking my body. Everywhere still hurts. It all still hurts like hell, but it's not the pain I'm scared of, at least not my pain. Adelaide and Rhys are the two people who really make me feel worried. Lyros has set plans in motion and one of his plans somehow involves Rhys and Adelaide. He wouldn't have made them witness that if he didn't. Now all I have to do is figure out what. "Hey, I thought I asked you to go to sleep." I roll my eyes lightly at Leah's words and rise from my sleeping position to sit on the bed. She's barely stable on her feet but there's a glow in her eyes. She's spent. I'm sure she had to take better care not to mend something that wasn't broken in the first place, and spending more time healing me means more time expending her power. Leah is a fountain

I can hear her faking sleep but I can tell she's awake. Adelaide. The one who plans to make me crazy. It's disgusting the way I'm drawn to her. It's annoying the way I want her. I'm laying in her bed, with her smaller form barely fitting against mine though she keeps her distance. I want to see what makes her work. I want to see what's in her head and what she thinks of us right now. I could if I wanted to, my ability has been replenished since the last time I used it on Cain and I could draw Adelaide to myself right now, tuck her against the lines of my body and invade her in the most intimate way. People believe that only in the throes of sex can you see another person bared out to you, but I have something greater than that. An invasion of the mind is as complete an invasion as an invasion can be. There's nothing more intimate than knowing the thoughts of another. Their every word and every action. Their every move and the core of their will. Sunlight peeks in through Adela