All Chapters of The Ruthless King's Possession:Fated To The Untamed Beast : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The sky stretched wide and endless above them, its soft hues of lavender and gold signaling the early break of dawn. The road to Kallistar was long, winding past hills clothed in fog and valleys still sleeping under the hush of morning. The air was crisp, filled with birdsong and the steady rhythm of hooves striking the dirt path.Elianna sat quietly in the carriage, her thoughts a tangle of nerves and memories. Each mile they traveled toward Kallistar stirred something deeper inside her — a pull toward the life she once knew, and the truth she was determined to uncover. She rested her hand over her stomach protectively, her eyes gazing out the window as the familiar landscape of her childhood came into view.Beside her, King Drakonios was unusually silent. His golden eyes flickered with stormy thought, a flicker of tension behind his calm expression. He had not wanted her to make this journey alone — and though he still had his doubts, he chose to accompany her. Not as a ruler, but

The halls were quieter now.Most of the castle had gone still in the wake of Elianna’s conversation with the King and Queen. The tension in the air had softened, like a held breath finally released.Elliot stood outside the chamber doors, arms folded, leaning against the wall. His jaw was tight, and his foot tapped lightly against the floor — a silent rhythm of anxiety.“She’s been in there a while,” he said under his breath.“She needed time,” Seraphina replied softly, standing beside him. Her arms were crossed too, but in a looser, more relaxed way.Elliot turned his head toward her, frowning just a bit. “Do you think… she’ll be okay?”Seraphina smiled gently. “She’s stronger than she thinks. She always has been.”He let out a shaky breath. “Still… it’s a lot. Finding out the only people you’ve ever known… aren’t really your—”“She still has you,” Seraphina cut in, voice calm. “And she always will.”That stopped him for a second. He looked down at her, his throat tightening with som

The golden light of morning poured into the courtyard of Kallistar’s palace. It was the kind of dawn that felt too peaceful for goodbye.Carriages were being prepared, horses brushed, guards assembled. Servants moved quietly through the palace grounds, but all Elianna could feel was the stillness in her chest.They were leaving.But Elliot wasn’t.She watched him from across the courtyard — arms folded, his jaw tense as he spoke with one of the Kallistar generals. Seraphina stood nearby, her expression unreadable, her fingers nervously tracing the edge of her sleeve.Something had shifted between the two of them. Elianna felt it.Maybe it was the way Elliot kept glancing at Seraphina when he thought no one was watching.Maybe it was the way Seraphina kept avoiding his eyes, like if she looked at him too long, she’d fall apart.As the final saddle was secured, Elliot made his way over. He stopped in front of Elianna, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.“You’re really not coming ba

The High Court had drained him.Drakonios dismissed the last of the council with a flick of his wrist and stalked back to his chambers, the weight of royal duty settling over his shoulders like molten steel. He needed silence. Solitude. Or perhaps just… her.The thought of Elianna came unbidden.That look in her eyes as she avoided his gaze during the ride. The way her lips had trembled when they kissed. He could still feel the imprint of her on his mouth. The confusion. The hunger.He sat on the edge of his grand obsidian bed and exhaled."Summon her," he muttered to the shadows.One of the ever-present silent guards bowed from the corner and disappeared.He waited.Each passing second made his pulse shift from patient to restless. He needed to see her — not for lust, but for grounding. For the way her presence soothed something ancient inside him. She unsettled him, yes. But she also made him feel… alive.A soft knock at the door.He sat straighter. "Enter."The door creaked open sl

The door clicked shut behind them.Neither spoke.The fire crackled in the hearth, shadows dancing across the stone walls — but in the silence, only one thing throbbed between them: need.Elianna stood with her back to him, her chest rising and falling like the world was collapsing inside her. She could still feel the sting of her earlier tears… but now, something else was rising in their place.Warmth.Awareness.Drakonios moved closer — not rushed, not rough. Slow. Measured. Like a beast approaching a storm, knowing he might not survive it.“I meant what I said,” he murmured behind her, his voice low and smoky. “I don’t want anyone else.”She turned slowly to face him.Her eyes were still red, but the fire in them was returning — golden, glimmering, alive.“Then show me,” she said. “Not with words.”He didn’t need another breath.In two steps, he was in front of her — and when he kissed her, it wasn’t soft.I was hungry.His mouth crashed into hers with the force of years he’d spent