Lahat ng Kabanata ng Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Ember's POV The guards hesitated for just a brief second but almost immediately, I felt more than four hands grab my shirt and with one hard pull from all four, it ripped into shreds that couldn't be fixed. I gasped, trying to cover my body as the cold hit my bare skin, making the hairs on my skin rise. But my heat quickly replaced it, and once again, the crowd nearly went insane. Gasps echoed in the courtyard, my scent wafting out like a deadly wrong guy intoxicating poison.“Little bitch” Kaela sneered. “Don't take it as an honour that they are all petrified by your disgusting scent” I said nothing, just lowered my head as a single tear dropped down my cheeks. Then, without even giving me the chance to catch my breath, my skin was met by the first slash of the day across my back. I widened my eyes in shock and horror as fire tore through my body, my muscles aching like I was about to die. I bit down on my lips, hard enough to draw out more blood from the crack. I wasn't given

Ember's POV His hand was still on my throat.Firm. Unforgiving.I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. My wolf screamed inside me, frantic, slamming itself against the inside of my ribs like it could claw its way out.This wasn’t him.This wasn’t fucking him.He was gone.Zane was gone.My knees scraped across the cold stone floor, raw and slick with blood and filth. My fingers clawed weakly at his wrist, but he didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. Just stared at me with eyes so dark they looked hollow. Like they’d swallowed every ounce of light that had ever lived in him.“Please…” My voice cracked. Pathetic.His face dipped lower. His breath brushed my cheek.“Begging doesn’t suit you,” he murmured.Then his grip tightened. My vision danced, black curling in the corners.But then....Something.A flicker in his face. A tremble in the fingers wrapped around my throat. A twitch at the corner of his eye.His nostrils flared.“You’re terrified,” he said.I didn’t move. Didn’t speak. I just star

Zane's POV“She's not healing properly….” I replied. “Her wounds are still open, weak as fuck and useless even in a fight with a little child. But….she still refuses to break” As I said those words, the room seemed to grow deadly silent, I saw as Magnus slightly raised a brow, but he said nothing. But then, Lucien finally broke the silence with a scoff. “Kill her if she's that useless, then” I clenched my fists tightly in anger but managed to play it cool. “I have a much better idea on what to do with her” I spoke up, my voice calm. That seemed to get Magnus's attention because the next second, he leaned in forward, his fingers slowly tapping the edge of the table. “Please…..do share it with us” “Hand her over to me permanently” I spoke up, half smiling inside of me. My plan seemed to be working. “Let her serve only me as master” Kaela frowned. “And why should we do that? What's she going to be to you? Your pet” “Call it whatever you want….” I replied with a slight shrug. “Dog

Ember's POV I woke with my body still aching. Every muscle, every bruise, every bite mark reminded me of the night before. My thighs rubbed together and a sharp ache pulsed between them, making me limp slightly when I swung my legs off the bed. The collar was still tight around my throat, cool against my skin, and I hated how it felt like both a cage and a leash. Magnus would be smug about this. He would think Zane had broken me down into his obedient little pet.Zane was already awake, sitting by the edge of the bed, bare chest glistening faintly in the pale morning light. He didn’t look at me right away. He looked cold, detached, like last night hadn’t happened, like he wasn’t the same man who had buried himself inside me until I forgot my own name.I forced myself to act the part. Magnus wanted me to be nothing more than Zane’s property, so I bent into it. I poured water into a cup and brought it to him, lowering my head slightly the way a servant would. My hands shook a little, p

Ember's POV Zane made me kneel by his bed, the rag back in my hand, my knees pressed to the stone floor that still carried the faint smell of blood and sex. My thighs ached, my throat was raw, but I forced myself to lower my head, playing the obedient maid he wanted them all to believe I was. My heart hammered because the air outside shifted—the sound of boots marching down the hall. Magnus’s guards.I froze. If they smelled me, if they heard me wrong, everything would unravel.Zane leaned down until his mouth brushed my ear. His voice was a dark whisper meant only for me. “Then keep quiet, pet. Or they’ll know exactly how deep I’m inside you.”Heat rushed to my face, rage and desire crashing together. I tried to pull away, but his hand slid between my thighs, and in one brutal movement he dragged me up and bent me over the bed. His cock pushed into me without warning, stretching me open all over again. I bit down on the sheets to muffle the cry that tore from my throat.The guards’