Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Killian POVHer body burns under mine, trembling, soaked, and begging for relief, but the moment my knot swells and locks us together again, I realize it isn’t enough. Not even close.She clings to me, her nails scoring my back, her eyes glassy, her lips trembling against my cheek as she gasps for air. And still the bond hums, furious and wild, demanding more. She’s not easing. She’s not softening into the aftermath of release like a wolf should.My wolf howls, satisfied with the knot, but I can feel it, the truth that neither of us can deny. Aurora is still burning. The fae blood inside her won’t relent.I press my mouth to her ear, my voice rough with strain. “Aurora… I’m trying. I’m giving you everything. But it’s not working.”Her body bucks against mine, her hips grinding as though she could pull me deeper still. I grip her tighter, burying my face in her neck, breathing her in until my chest aches. “I’m not fae. I can’t give you what your magic is demanding. But I won’t leave yo

Aurora POVSleep doesn’t come. My body might be worn down and trembling from the hours of relentless heat, but my mind won’t quiet. It’s too full of the image of his hands, blistered and red from my magic, and the way he looked at me as though none of it mattered. I can still feel the imprint of his grip, the strength of him holding on to me even when it must’ve burned like fire. How can he brush it off so easily?I turn my face against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It’s calm, unbothered, as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened. But for me, everything has shifted. The relief of the heat breaking is overshadowed by fear of what it will mean next time, and the time after that. If my magic lashes out every time, if it burns him again and again, how long before it scars him? How long before it takes too much from him?His arms tighten around me, pulling me closer until there’s no space left between us. “You’re not sleeping,” he says softly, his lips br

Killian POV “I belong in the pack house, not shoved into one of the smaller homes like the rest of them.” “You belonged here when I thought you could give me an heir. You lost that right when I learned the truth and realized it was all a lie.” Her glare sharpens, her eyes burning into me. “You met someone else. How could you mate with another, knot them, when you’re married to me?” “How could you marry me,” I bite out, “while lying about Aurora’s father? How could you stand in front of me, hiding the truth, while knowing you’d already been with your mate, sealing a bond that made it impossible for me to ever give you a child?” Her mouth snaps shut, no defense left on her tongue. The silence that falls is broken only by the faint sound of footsteps entering the room. “Aurora, get to your room. We’re talking,” Rosa snaps, still refusing to turn her head. “You don’t get to command her anymore,” I say, my voice rising above hers. “You’re not the Luna. You may be her mother, but I’m

Killian POVI was a fool to let Rosa stay here. She clearly didn’t listen or understand that it was only courtesy that allowed her to remain in the pack after her lies and betrayal. Leaving Aurora’s room behind, I make my way to the war room, my mind still heavy with everything pressing down on me.Cain is there when I arrive, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, his eyes dark and unreadable.“What did you find out?” I ask. I know he wouldn’t waste his time while he was away; Cain always puts absence to use.“You’re planning to build a community for the Blackmon pack,” he says, his tone sharp.“Right,” I answer evenly. “And what do you know? You wouldn’t bring it up unless you’d heard something.”His mouth curves in something between a smirk and a warning. “You realize the Blackmon Alpha and Luna are fated mates, don’t you?”My body goes still. “What?”“Yeah,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine. “It’s only just come out, and it’s causing an uprising among the wolves. If y

Aurora POVI get dressed and pace slowly around my room, my nerves refusing to settle. I don’t know what’s happening anymore, what Killian and I are truly building, or how any of this is supposed to work. All I know is that it doesn’t feel like things are going well, not when everything we are has to stay hidden like a crime.How can anything survive when it’s buried in shadows?I slip from my room and walk toward the stairs, thinking of Brannick. Maybe he really will help us, or maybe all it will do is stir more trouble we can’t afford.“Well, look who it is.”The voice freezes me in place. My body goes rigid as my eyes snap to the staircase, where Cain leans casually against the rail, his smirk sharp enough to cut.“You thought just because my father warned me off, I’d stay away?” His eyes travel over me slowly, hungrily, making my stomach twist. “You should’ve known better.”I take a step back, but he moves up a step, closing the space.He grabs my wrist with a swift, cruel grip an