Todos los capítulos de A Luna for the Lycan King: Capítulo 191 - Capítulo 200

AllissaMy buttons were already going. He worked them loose with that maddening patience of his, mouth traveling my throat, and when the dress finally hit the floor he stepped back to look, the way he always does, like the view is new every single time.“Gods, look at you.”“You saw me this morning during the shower.”“I will look again tonight.” His eyes came up to mine, already going black. “And tomorrow. And every day I can steal a moment, and every year for eternity, so get used to being stared at, baby.”I got his shirt off him and put my hands on all of it, the chest, the ridged stomach, and my mate stood still under my hands the way he stands still for nobody else alive. Then I went lower and

AllissaThe door clicked, and the world went down to one room.He didn’t rush at me. He stood there in the lamplight and looked at me like a man checking that a thing was still where he left it, and then he crossed the room and kissed me slow, and it stayed slow.I pulled back half a breath and tried to hand him my terrible practical gift.“If a year is what we get,” I said, “then I want to fill it. I want nights stacked so deep that if it comes for me early I’ll have already had—”“No.” He stopped the rest of it with his thumb across my lips, and the look that came down over his face was the one his enemies get. “You will not ration yourself to me, Allissa. I am not stockpiling my mate against a winter. I am keeping her.”Something that had been standing at attention in me since a frost-bitten nursery finally stood down.Later, in the dark, with my hands flat on his chest, he caught one of them and turned it over and looked at the heat living under the skin there. I braced without me

AllissaThe drow do not have a front door.What they have is a crack in a hillside that you would walk past a hundred times, and a staircase going down inside it that somebody cut a very long time ago. Finn found it without slowing down. He has been here before and he did not say when.“Rules,” he said at the top of the stairs. “Do not offer anything. Do not promise anything. Do not thank anyone.”“Don’t thank them?”“Thanks is an admission of debt. They are tricky like that.”“Wonderful,” Lyle said. “I have never once gotten through a conversation without saying thank you. I am going to be owned by nightfall.”“Then do not speak,” Dayanara said.“That is worse.”“Worse for who?” Ivan chuckled.“Sven wouldn’t do that to us,” I said.Finn sighed and turned around to look at me.“Sven is not the only one in charge down there.” He waited until he was sure I had heard that part. “You do not want to make this hard for him, do you? So do as I say. We are not going to hand them a reason to t

AllissaWe arrived at a small town in the middle of nowhere called Cairn. It was exactly like what Toril had described. One street, two inns, a smith, a chapel that had not seen a priest in a while, and the kind of quiet that comes from everybody knowing everybody and nobody asking.We took rooms at the second inn because Finn did not like the look of the first one. He didn’t say why and we didn’t ask. “Right.” Lyle rubbed his hands together at the bottom of the stairs. “A tavern. Finally, an assignment I was born for. Somebody hold my coat.”“Nobody is holding your coat,” Dayanara said.“But Nara, we have to act the part. If no one takes my coat, then the next lines are ruined.” All she did was look at him and he relented. He held his own coat.Ivan had to turn sideways to get through the tavern door. He did it without comment, and the room went quiet for a moment, seeing a person of his size walk in. And then it went back to its business, because Ivan has a face that makes people

AllissaHollis arrived at the same time we did.“You walk behind me,” she’d said at the south gate, before the light was even up. “You do not walk beside me. If I stop, you stop.” That was the whole of the arrangement. She had not agreed to guide us. She had agreed to go south, and to let us be behind her while she did it.Which was fine by me. As long as she was leading us there, I didn’t care what the terms were.The green around us gave out fast. By midmorning, the grass had thinned to nothing, and by afternoon the walls of the ravine stood up on both sides of us until the sky was a strip of blue overhead. Ivan loved it. He kept laying his hand flat on the stone as we passed, like he was greeting old friends. Finn hated it and said so, at length, until Hollis turned her head a little, clearly showing her annoyance with him.I walked with my palms pressed together. The fire had opinions about this country. It leaned harder the deeper south we went, hot and pleased with itself, pulli