Todos os capítulos de Feral Desires: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

CLAUDEHOW LONG HAD it been since I mated my mate? Three months? Four? Fuck, I wasn’t even sure anymore. Time blurred when every day felt like this, a cycle I couldn’t break no matter how much I wanted to.On the surface, everything was going well. The pack was thriving, stronger than ever. Since my mating with Ava, our lands had merged, resources had doubled, and we had secured our place among the top ten most powerful packs in the world. The borders that once separated us had been brought down, our people moving freely between both territories, the unity strengthening us in ways I couldn’t deny.But none of it meant anything to me.Being mated to Ava was hell. Every chance she got, she tried to pull me into bed, her hands wandering even when I made it clear I didn’t want her touch. She tried to mark me, tried to get me to mark her, her heat rolling off her in waves like it was some kind of weapon meant to force me into submission. It was suffocating, and no matter how many times I

NIKOLAITHE DOOR SLAMMED open, rattling against the wall, and Andrie stood there, chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. His face was tight, his jaw locked, and his eyes—fuck, his eyes told me everything before he even spoke. Something was wrong.“Pakhan.” His voice was tight, his jaw locked and I already knew it wasn’t going to be good.“What?” I snapped, trying to push myself up, but a sharp, burning pain tore through my side. My muscles locked up, breath catching as I swallowed down the groan threatening to escape. Fucking wound. It felt like someone had ripped me open all over again.“It’s… that boy.”My fingers twitched. Not at the way he said it, but because I already knew exactly who he was talking about.Claude.Here.Back in Russia.When I fucking told him not to be.“Where is he?” The question came out like a hiss, my throat tightening as my pulse slammed against my skull. I shoved off the bed, pushing past the pain, but the moment my foot hit the ground, my body betra

CLAUDE TWO WEEKS AGO “Where is he?” I hissed, shoving off the man beneath me, my fingers slick with blood. “Where is Nikolai?”Andrie didn’t answer. His grip on the gun lowered slightly, his gaze shifting like he was weighing his options. I didn’t care if he saw me—I didn’t care about anything except finding him.Nikolai.My Nikolai. “Go home,” Andrie muttered, turning away.I grabbed his wrist before he could take a step, yanking him back so hard his jaw clenched. My hand was trembling, but my grip didn’t loosen. I wouldn’t let go. Not until I knew Nikolai was safe. Not until I saw him.“I heard something happened to him,” I said, my voice catching in my throat. My grip tightened, nails pressing into his skin. “I need to see him, Andrie.”A second passed. Then another. The silence dragged, stretching so unbearably before he exhaled sharply and turned his head.I followed his gaze.A CCTV camera.My chest constricted as my breath hitched because I could feel it. I could feel him wat

NIKOLAII JERKED AWAKE, the warmth of sunlight against my skin barely registering. But when I looked down—fuck. The sight before me was what mattered.I shifted, my fingers sliding through his hair, slow and carefully. A low groan rumbled from him, and then his eyes shot open, locking onto me. Wide with shock.I let my fingers trail along his jaw, brushing over his lips, parting them. But before I could move further, his hand shot up, gripping mine, holding me in place. His breathing shaky.“Nikolai,” he rasped, voice thick like he couldn’t believe I was here, like he wasn’t sure if he should be relieved or afraid.“How did you find me? How—”I didn’t let him finish. I kissed him—deep, hard, cutting off the question before it could ruin the moment. His body tensed, but it didn’t take long before he gave in, a moan slipping past his lips, and I swallowed it, my other hand gripping the back of his neck, tilting his head so I could take more.I pulled back just enough to catch my breath,

NIKOLAI“WHO THE HELL are you?”I set the bottle down, shoving my hands into my pockets, letting the silence stretch between us. I tilted my head, letting my eyes stay on her, watching every flicker of emotion cross her face.I didn’t answer right away and she Just stood there, jaw clenched so tight I thought it might crack. Her eyes roamed over me—calculating—like she was trying to piece me into some world I didn’t belong in.I smirked.She could smell him on me. That much I knew. I could see it in the way her gaze flickered, the tightness in her jaw. Her mate. Her fucking husband. The thought almost made me laugh.“You’re human,” she finally said, her voice tight, clipped.“And you’re his wife.” I let the words hang in the air, watching her reaction like I was savoring a slow burn.A breath left her, but she didn’t speak. She just stood there, staring at me with those cold eyes, anger rolling off her in waves. Then, she took a step forward, her heels clicking on the floor, challengin