All Chapters of Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ember(As Ash) POVThe first thing I woke up to was the cold sting of the iron. Then, the bone breaking ache followed almost immediately. I hissed under my breath, writhing but unfortunately, I couldn't move my arms properly because they were tried behind me in a hard pull, twisted somewhat unnaturally that made my wrists and bones ache. My ribs burned as though they had been laced with acid, my shoulders screaming from the deadly pain of being twisted and my neck hurt from behind hung low for what felt like an eternity. I slowly brought up my head, blinking as the world around me spun, my body flinching. The air was heavy, almost suffocating, contaminated by the stale scent of rottening flesh, urine and smoke. I tilted my head up, the ceiling above me was already decaying after years of constant exposure to rain water, almost falling apart but was being held by thin woods. And I? I was hung like a meat at a butcher's shop, ready to be chosen and slaughtered, my body dangling as

Ember(As Ash) POVI wasn't woken up by any alarm, no. I was awoken by the loud, gutteral sound of an ancient horn from the mountains. The walls literally shook from it's impact, the ground vibrating as though it was about to split in two. The horn sounded so loud for what felt like eternity, almost as though it tried to summon your soul. I awakened in a holy, seating upright almost immediately, beads of sweat dripping down my face as I looked around. With each move I made, the chains I was bound with on my wrists clattered against each other, adding to the panic I felt inside of me. I tried taking a deep breath as I leaned my back against the wall, my legs curled into my chest as I wrapped my hands around it tightly. My breath hitched, my heart pounding vigorously in my chest as my eyes snapped rapidly around the dungeon. Then, in just a spilt second, I nearly fell after being hit by a scent that almost made me go insane. It wasn't smoke, no. And it definitely didn't belong to

Ember (As Ash) POvAll through the night, I could hardly sleep. In fact, I hardly slept at all. I just laid on the end, squeezed to a corner, my eyes wide open, hands folded to my chest, my brain racing with so many thoughts that literally made my head spin. But Zane on the other hand just breathed near me like he didn't care about anything, like he didn't care about the fact that we were in an almost decaying Inn. Finally, it was morning, the sunlight seeping through the cracks of the window, even the sunlight seemed exhausted, shining pale and almost thin. I sighed softly, then rolled on my back and felt Zane's spot now cold and empty. I frowned slightly, pushing my tired body upwards as I sat slowly, my ribs hurting badly, my muscles sore from being in one position for too long. And when I looked around the room, I found Zane standing just by the window. He folded his arms under his chest, his shoulders squared up stiffly, his jaws clenched tightly as though he was trying to

Ember's POV I couldn't sleep, I had been awake for what felt like an eternity even when Zane had told me to sleep. I couldn't get rid of the constant ache in my heart which seemed to have gotten worse. Sleep felt like a luxury I could not afford at this moment, not when my heat had kicked in again after months. My breath became heavy, the bed I laid on soaked in my own sweat, my thighs clenched as they came in contact with each other, my thin, cotton panties dripping in my own slick. Due to the sweat, my shirt clung to my skin, every curve of my body in full view and the air that slowly seeped through the cracked window did nothing to help, instead, they literally made my nipples erect and garden painfully. I got from the bed, my feet heavy, my body shivering lightly as I began to pace in the room to and fro. My heart pounded vigorously in my chest, the heat in my body rising even more intensely this time around. My wolf growled and howled under my skin, needy with fucking lost an

Ember's POV I was back to the dungeon once again, this time as my real self, Ember. The chains I was bound with dug into my skin, scraping my flesh off and this morning, the air seemed to be heavier and more intense than last night. My heart kept skipping a beat with each passing second, as though sensing that something dreadful was about to happen. Last night, I didn't sleep, not even the slightest wink, before the sun could even rise just a little bit, I had rushed back to the dungeon with Zane's help, removing my disguise as Ash and sat in the cold with just a thin fabric on my skin. I was still in heat, as I pressed my thighs closely together, I subconsciously jerked, my hunger couldn't fade, even when I tried to play calm. And even when I tried to take a deep breath, my breath shuddered, my body shaking. And just when i began feeling sleepy and was about to doze off, the dungeon's doors suddenly burst open with a loud thud, jolting me awake, back to consciousness. “Tsk….”