Todos os capítulos de The Lycan's Bargain: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

I froze, the dread in my heart multiplying as Lady Nymeria whipped her head to face me, her eyes narrowing into slits. Why did he have to say that when she was still around!? How did he even see me?!!! I caught the expression on Lady Nymeria and immediate wished for the ground to open up and swallow me. "She still feeds him!?" She parroted, her voice shrill and filled with so much shock. Alfred paused, realising his mistake but knowing it was too late now. "Yes, she does, my Lady." He answered, his voice as calm as the ocean. Of course I do, why shouldn't I? I wanted to retort back but caught myself just in time. Delivering a quick bow and greeting, I started to make my way to the kitchen but like the speed of light, Lady Nymeria was behind me, yanking me back with a particular painful grip on my hands. She took a step closer, her nostrils flaring as she caught a whiff of something in the air. Then they glimmerred with barely restrained fury and for the first time in her presence,

I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be holding her like this, sniffing her like this, but it's getting to the point where I can't help myself. Ever since she laid with me after my episode, her scent and warmth had been the only thing that could calm me down, quiet the voices in my head, and keep the nightmares at bay. Especially the nightmares. The night I had spent without her next to me, I had been plagued by so many of them, I had woken up restless and filled with a sense of doom.Her scent was intoxicating - like spring rain, wildflowers, and rainbows. It was as refreshing as it was addicting. I rubbed my nose against her shoulders, pinning her beneath me, dragging more of her scent into my lungs. The voices in my head grew silent, and all the tension in my body melted away, leaving me in a state of calm.I barely felt her fingers grab onto my clothess, pulling me closer as moans spilled from her lips. Her body was warm, pliant, and inviting. I could feel her heart racing, her

"I'm not comfortable with that human slave around my king," Lady Nymeria spoke, her voice low and venomous, as she stared out the window of Lord Mortis's study. Her slender fingers were balled into fists, and her eyes flashing with rage. She had come to see Lord Mortis after being violently thrown out of the King's castle the day before, and even after hours of thinking about it, she was still reeling from the shock of the king's behavior. How could he treat her in such a manner after the decades she had spent serving him? She was struggling to wrap her head around it.Lord Mortis removed his gaze from the scroll he was studying, fixing Lady Nymeria with a weary gaze. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice neutral, but with a hint of curiosity.Lady Nymeria turned back to him, her eyes narrowed into slits, her jaw clenched in a tight line. "The human girl," she repeated, her voice dripping with disdain, as she slowly yet firmly made her way towards the Lord Mortis's table. "What's

What the...?! Try as I might, I couldn't tear my gaze away from him. This was the first time I was seeing a male's body up close, and despite the numerous scars that marred his skin, he was still breathtaking. His broad chest and shoulders seemed chiseled from marble, his abs rippling beneath his skin as he moved. My body immediately came alive, pulsing with need and lust.I felt like I was drowning in the depths of his eyes, unable to look away. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but I couldn't help myself. The air was thick with tension and so was my desire. "You're drooling," a low, husky voice said, breaking the spell that had held me captive. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I realized I had been staring at him, my eyes roaming over his body like a starving person devouring a feast.Um... I'm sorry, Your Majesty." I rushed out, shame coating my words, and I looked away, my eyes drifting towards the floor. I heard him scoff, a low, husky sound that sent a shiver down my spi

I writhed in agony as I waited, tears leaking from my eyes as my body burned with need and lust. Is arousal supposed to be this painful? Is it because of the dreams I've been having? What's going on? My insides wouldn't stop clenching over nothing, my breasts were aching and no matter of self stimulation seemed to be working. Instead, it seemed to grow worse. Moments later, Helen returned with someone. I couldn't see clearly due to the tears that clouded my eyes but his low cussing soon snapped me out of the painful daze I seemed to have slipped under. "Goddess, why does she smell so good? Like nectar from the gods?" The male voice groaned, filled with awe and disbelief. "Will you helped you us or not? She is in pain." Helen snapped, her voice tinged with anger. "Okay... " The voice answered. I felt a male pair of hands grope my waist and a sigh escaped my lips, relief washing over me. But it was only for a brief moment. Soon, I was overcome by a much stronger emotion. Revulsion.