บททั้งหมดของ In My Lycan Stepbrother’s Bed: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

BLAIR’S POVKade said that I could take all the time I needed to think about Drew but it still felt urgent to me. The options kept circling in my head. I could either get rid of Drew or let him go. As simple as they sounded, neither option was really simple at all. Killing Drew would be easy. Very easy, if I’m being honest because he was locked away and in our custody. After everything he did, everything he planned to do to me, I wouldn’t lose sleep over it. But this wasn’t just about me. Drew wasn’t some random sick bastard from the streets. He was a Prince. The Prince of the southern region. And Kade… well, he was a Prince from the north. If anything happened to Drew and they traced it back to Kade or me, it would be war. A real, bloody war. I had seen enough to know how quickly things could spiral. Still, the thought of letting him go made my stomach turn. After everything, the idea of him walking around, breathing, living like he hadn’t almost destroyed me... it made my skin

BLAIR’S POVHis thrusts quickened, growing deeper with each movement. He was hitting every spot inside me, over and over, until I was gasping, my body rocking against the wall.His hand slid from my neck to my breast, gripping me roughly, possessively, while his other arm held my leg up, steady as he pounded into me.“Kade,” I moaned, my voice trembling with need.His eyes flew open, dark and wild with lust. “Say my name again,” he growled, driving into me harder. “Say it, baby. Say my name.”“Kade,” I cried out again, breathless.That did something to him. He slammed into me faster, harder, lost in the sound of his name on my lips. His hands slipped away from my legs and I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding onto him for balance, but he wasn’t slowing down. He was gone, completely consumed by the moment.His moans were louder than mine now, ragged and deep. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his hand finding mine and pinning it against the wall, fingers interlocking ti

BLAIR’S POV “So you’re saying he escaped through the window and could be anywhere right now?” I asked Kade the moment he started the car.He kept his eyes on the road, one hand steady on the wheel, the other resting on the gearshift like we weren’t in the middle of a disaster. He looked way too calm for someone who just found out a kidnapped prince had disappeared from our basement.“Yes,” he said plainly. “But he’s injured. Badly. I doubt he’s sprinting through the woods or scaling fences. He’s probably dragging himself somewhere to get help.”I stared at him, clutching the seatbelt that was pressing against my chest as I tried to breathe through the tightness. How was he not losing it?“You’re way too calm about this,” I muttered.He glanced at me briefly, face unreadable as always. “I can’t panic, Blair. That won’t help us right now.”“I know,” I said, tearing my gaze away to stare out the window. Trees blurred past us, but my mind was spiraling. “But this is a big deal, Kade. Dre

BLAIR’S POV“What did you say?”King Carlton’s voice was cold and he turned his head slowly, looking between me and Tucker. I didn’t say anything. My fists were already clenched by my sides as I stared down at Tucker. What an idiot. “She stabbed me,” Tucker repeated. “She stabbed my eyes.”He looked up and met my gaze. Well, I didn’t look away. I wanted him to see every drop of the hatred I felt for him. I suddenly wished I poked him in the other eye. I wouldn’t be sorry if he went blind.King Carlton’s eyes narrowed. “And how did that happen?” He asked Tucker. “How did you get stabbed in the eye?”Tucker hesitated for a second, then went on a full ramble.“I confronted her,” he began, puffing up like he was proud of the story he was about to tell. “About Drew’s disappearance. She immediately got defensive and angry. Next thing I know, she stabbed my eye. I didn’t even see it coming.”I almost laughed. King Carlton’s brow furrowed and he glanced at me. “You confronted her… about my

KADE’S POVThe look on Blair’s face burned itself into my memory. Seeing her panic when she called my name, it hurt worse than anything. I had failed her. I was supposed to protect her. That was my only job. And here I was, on my knees, helpless.“Blair…” I tried to say again, barely managing her name before another punch smashed into my face. My head jerked to the side, and I spat out blood, teeth clenched against the sharp pain in my skull.Even through the blur, I heard Blair screaming, begging them to stop. Her voice cracked with fear, and it made my heart ache. I forced my head up, just to catch a glimpse of her face.She was struggling against the guards. She kept calling my name, checking if I was still alive, but I was barely able to respond.Carlton stood over us like a cruel god punishing his prey. He ordered one of the guards to keep hitting me. The next kick slammed into my ribs, stealing the air from my lungs. I gasped, trying to catch my breath, but before I could recove