บททั้งหมดของ THE OUTCAST’S ALPHA MATE: LOVE AND REDEMPTION: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Marian shifted underneath Reyland, her eyes opening as sweat poured off her forehead.She held Reyland’s glassy gaze as he struggled to stay still, even though he wanted nothing more than to move his hips.Struggling as he kept his weight off Marian, not resting his torso or lower half on her.“Rey – land, you can rest on me…I won't break. I can carry you, remember?” she rasped, coaxing him, letting him know she could take much more than he was giving.Reyland inhaled. His eyes searched her face as she nodded slowly at him while her waist moved below him, adjusting his length inside her.As he lowered his hips, Marian groaned, squeezing her eyes shut.He stopped and raised up again.Reyland groaned as his left arm gave way, adjusting from a palm resting position to resting on his forearm.From his sound, Marian’s inner walls squeezed, and he gasped.His eyes snapped to hers, and he sa

Marian gasped, giving Reyland one second to inhale, before she dove inside him again, cutting off his air supply.She was feeding off him, and he could feel himself slipping away.Just like at the lake, only now, he was the one suffocating, drowning, losing his senses.Marian, seeming to sense it too, bit her own tongue to heal his wounds, her dark eyes on his fading, grey ones.Reyland’s tired eyes widened as Marian’s turned black.Dinka was pushing forward.Her left hand stretched into a claw, and she traced Reyland’s arm with it. She bit her tongue deeper, and her blood flowed into Reyland.His breath caught in his chest as his mouth filled.He grabbed Marian by her bum and spun, placing her under him.He pulled away, swallowing, as he stared at her black eyes, while she still pumped him from below.Her left claw slid across his chest to his stomach, not drawing any blood, not leaving a mark o

Marian made her way back to the sitting room with flat plates and forks, for whatever was in the casserole.Reyland had moved from the bedroom to the kitchen and came out with two spoons and a large jug of water that had some leaves floating in it.He handed Marian a spoon as he placed the jug on the table. He glanced around and made to return to the kitchen, but Marian placed a hand on his chest to stop him.She gazed up at him as he stared down at her, silently.She jerked her hand away from him and croaked, “I’ll get the glasses, sit.”She left swiftly and returned seconds later with two large glass cups.“Thank you,” he said hoarsely.They sat. Reyland on the large couch, Marian on the smaller sofa to his left.In silence and with a few furtive glances, they ate.The only sound was when Reyland opened the casserole dish to display what was inside and Marian gasped.The Lasagna ste

Marian took the positive and continued.“Who stopped me when I went rabid?”“Who stopped me from turning just now?”“Who did I want to see, more than my own father, when I fainted from the Alpha Cry?”“Who did I want beside me when I was getting treated by Doctor Byron?”“There is only one person, my prince,” she concluded softly, her eyes quivering as she stared at his damp face.Not only his tears from earlier, but Reyland was sweating now as his eyes darted from side to side, facing her, but not seeing her.His mind was working, and his cool temperature was rapidly heating up.Marian could feel it.She almost wanted to stop him, tell him to think about it later, but something within her wanted him to want her at his side. Wanted him to need her the way she clearly needed him.Fire wolves died from heartache? Yeah, I can see it happening.

After Reyland left, Marian took another shower, then cleansed the room with incense she had only had to use twice before during her captivity, when she knew someone would be visiting and didn’t want any evidence of her escapades floating in the air.Her first visitor that day, after Reyland had left, was Nurse Senna.The moment Senna walked in, her face underwent three stages of transformation.The first was when she saw her patient fully clothed, moving about, from the kitchen to the sitting area and back, clearing some broken pieces of furniture.The second was when the spice sent hit her nostrils; she had sneezed and gazed in wonder at Marian, her face clearly asking why such incense was in use.The third was when her wolf whispered to her, and the nurse flushed.Marian knew what the Senna did not say.Dinka growled, giving a clear warning to both the nurse and her wolf.“Use a different spice, princess,” Senna commented shy