Semua Bab The Lycan King’s Witch: Beneath the Crimson Moon: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Anastasia’s POVI woke slowly. The pain and fear I felt before had reduced significantly.Warmth wrapped around me like silk and sunlight filtered through water. My body still ached. my side a dull throb, my back stiff beneath the bandages, but the pain no longer ruled me. It was manageable. Like something I could set aside if I chose.And for the first time since the attack, I didn’t feel broken. I felt… full. Not in the way a cup is filled to its edge, but in the way the earth is full after rain. If that makes sense. I felt… settled, deep, complete.The Moon Goddess stirred inside me, almost as if she was reminding me she was there. She was a constant, steady warmth beneath my ribs, curled around my womb, protecting what was most precious.Of course. My pregnancy would invoke The Mother. One of the three phases of the Moon Goddess.In her Mother phase, she is protective, watchful, and endlessly patient.“Ana.” Dom’s soothing voice pulled me gently from my thoughts.I blinked and tur

Dom's POVEvery muscle in my body tightened and quivered, and all I could do was feel. I could feel her need, her desires being met just as mine. Her moans mixed with mine as every tiny movement of the water stroked a nerve that pulled me closer to the edge.Fuuuck... this was hot. I was so lost in desire, awe, and pleasure, it nearly stunned me when it all collided. I could feel her orgasm match mine. It felt as if our souls became one. It twisted inside of me so fast, I felt dizzy. And yet… I wanted more. I wanted to feel every pulse of her magic, every phantom breath that matched her own. I could feel her all over me, yet she remained in the tub. This was an expericence I would remember forever. My hands were useless. My mind was useless. I was entirely, painfully aware of her, and nothing else existed.Amos whimpered softly inside me, his frustration and need mirroring my own. Just as she had her way with me, she was equally tending to him. I’ve never felt anything like it.I sa

Anastasia’s POVHe stood near the back longer than necessary. As if debating whether to even approach at all.Dom felt the shift in me immediately, and he stepped closer, allowing his body to press up against me.Aaron finally stepped forward. He looked taller today. I could feel his discomfort warping around me like a clammy hand. His shoulders were stiff with forced composure and his jaw was set like he was bracing for something.He stopped in front of me, and for a moment, neither one of us spoke. He looked up at Dom, his red eyes glowing brighter than normal before he looked back at me. “Blessed be,” he said quietly, extending his arm to me.I grabbed hold of his forearm and pressed my forehead to his just as I did everyone else. I could feel the relief this gave him mixed in with his anger.I swallowed past the thickness in my throat. He may have said hurtful things, but he was still my baby brother, and I loved him just as much as the baby that was growing inside of me.“Blesse

Aron's POV Breathing heavier now, his shirt burned through. His skin scorched and healing and scorching again. I couldn’t do this anymore. I faltered first. My flames flickered as my hands started shaking. I was breathing like I ran miles and he was still standing. Barely, but still standing. The fire died out completely. “You didn’t even fight back,” I said hoarsely. “You're fourteen,” he replied. “You could’ve hurt me,” I muttered. “I would not.” “Why?” He stepped forward slower now. I could see how badly wounded he was but he was healing quickly as well. “Because whether you accept it or not,” he said, his voice steadier than his stance. “we are bound.” I swallowed. “You're her brother.” Another step. “I'm her mate.” Those words hit harder than family had. “And that child,” he continued. “will be your blood.” I shook my head immediately. “No.” “Yes.” “I don’t have to accept that.” “You don't,” he agreed. “But you will respect it.” The sile

Anastasia’s POV Two weeks passed rather quickly. And the kingdom finally exhaled. The attacks stopped. The coven settled into a comfortable flow, and the tension in the streets softened into something cautious but livable. And my body was changing. My stomach wasn’t flat anymore but it wasn’t quite round either. It was just enough of a curve that my dresses sat differently against my waist. Dom noticed it before I did. At first, I thought I imagined the way his eyes lingered there, so I didn’t question it then. But now it was becoming obvious. I shifted slightly where I sat, adjusting the fabric over my waist, completely ignoring the plate of food that sat in front of me. Miss Elaina made sure to fix up my favorite breakfast, but it was impossible to eat with Dom dissecting me like this. His eyes followed the movement. Again, causing my brow to twitch. “Dom.” He didn’t answer right away. His gaze stayed exactly where it had been before he slowly lifted his head.