All Chapters of Save Me, Claim Me: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Tessa POVThe doors hadn’t even closed behind them before my knees buckled.Dorian caught me instantly, his arms locking around my waist, strong and steady, anchoring me in place. But even his touch couldn’t stop the way my body trembled. It wasn’t fear.It was something older. Deeper. Like I’d opened a door inside myself and couldn’t shut it again.I didn’t want to.“I’m okay,” I whispered, though my voice sounded distant even to my own ears.“You’re more than okay,” Dorian murmured behind me, his breath warm against my neck. “You just shook the bones of the Council’s spine, and you didn’t even try.”I wanted to believe him. But something in me still pulsed too loud - too alive.My skin prickled. The air still tasted like smoke and power. My hands had stopped glowing, but the pressure under my skin was still there. A hum. A heartbeat.And then Sable spoke again. “You felt it, didn’t you?”Her voice was clearer now than it had ever been - no longer a whisper in the shadows of my thoug

Dorian POV Tessa was trembling by the time we returned to our quarters. Not from fear.From too much power - too much truth - unleashed all at once.I guided her to the bed, gently pulling off t-shirt as if she were made of moonlight and embers. Her eyes were heavy, but her body still pulsed with energy. I could feel it under her skin. Ancient. Uncontainable.Her wolf was awake now. And so was mine.“She’s not the same girl we met,” my wolf murmured, awe lacing every syllable. “She’s a storm, wearing soft skin.”I pulled the covers up over her bare shoulders and climbed in behind her, drawing her against my chest like she was the only warmth left in the world.She didn’t speak. Just curled into me with a sigh that broke something open in my chest.I kissed the back of her neck, murmured, “Sleep,” into her hair.And this time, she did. But I didn’t. Not for hours.I lay awake in the dark, staring at the ceiling, listening to the rhythm of her breath. The bond between us wasn’t just h

His mouth hovered over my inner thigh, breath hot, teasing. My legs trembled, still wrapped around his shoulders, held wide by the weight of his hands on my hips.“I can smell how badly you want this,” he said, voice dark silk. “How wet you are for me.”I whimpered, hips bucking toward him, desperate for contact.But Dorian was in no rush. His mouth traced a line just shy of where I needed him, lips brushing skin, making me writhe. Then - finally - his tongue slid between my folds, slow and devastating.My back arched with a cry.He groaned into me like I was the finest thing he’d ever tasted. One hand gripped my thigh tighter, the other moving between us to tease and circle, building the tension until I was trembling, begging.“I love this,” he murmured. “How you fall apart for me.”Then he sucked, and I shattered.My body seized, pleasure crashing through me like lightning. I was still coming when he pulled back and flipped me effortlessly, dragging my hips up, pressing his cock a

Across the room, I felt her - the storm I slept beside, the fire I kissed hours ago.Tessa stood quiet, her arms crossed, expression unreadable. But I could feel it. The tension in her spine. The determination building behind her stillness.She was already deciding. Already choosing.And I knew what was coming before she even opened her mouth.“I’m not staying behind.”Tessa’s voice was calm. Too calm. That tone always came right before she did something reckless and unstoppable.I turned from the weapons rack, strapping a fresh mag to my hip. “You’re not expendable, Tessa.”She raised an eyebrow. “Neither are the rest of them.”“That’s not the same.”Her lips pressed into a thin line as she folded her arms, hoodie replaced now with black armor molded to her form like a second skin. She looked like a queen forged from lightning and will. Unshakable. But I could still see the pulse in her throat, the faint tremor in her finger - excitement or dread, I didn’t know. Maybe both.“You’re

Tessa POV The ground trembled beneath hundreds of boots.The enemy spilled from the trees like a black wave - armor gleaming in the dawn light, war drums pounding in a rhythm meant to shatter hearts. Shadow Hand banners fluttered above their front lines, each one a promise of death, of silence, of subjugation.But we were not prey. Not anymore.I stepped forward, wind tugging at my hair, power roiling under my skin like a storm waiting for release.“Hold,” I said, loud and clear. My warriors froze. Muscles tensed. Claws half-shifted. Every eye was on me. I reached out through the mind link, anchoring them. “No one moves until I strike.”Even Dorian didn’t question it. My pulse slowed. The world narrowed.The enemy was close now - close enough to smell the iron in their blood, the arrogance on their breath.Sable was fire in my bones. “Now. Show them what we are.”I lifted my hand. The air thickened. Lightning crackled beneath my skin, threading through my veins, twisting through m