Semua Bab Aligned Fantasy: Bab 51 - Bab 60

The open grounds of the Kanzaki estate stretched wide beneath the pale winter sun, the air still and guarded by men with rifles slung across their chests. Each armed figure stood at attention, scanning the horizon, their sharp eyes tracking every flicker of movement. The crunch of polished shoes on gravel echoed faintly as Rei and Dante walked side by side, their steps unhurried, their presence enough to command silence from those around them. Rei’s gaze stayed ahead until he suddenly stopped, his eyes, one a piercing pink, the other a muted gold,cutting toward Dante. “I’ll be inaugurated in a few months,” he said evenly, voice stripped of any warmth. “Everything must be in order before that day.” Dante’s reply came with a quiet sigh, the weight of exhaustion resting in his expression. “How’s your relationship?” Rei asked, his tone casual but his eyes assessing, calculating every twitch of Dante’s features. “Still doesn’t indulge me,” Dante admitted. “Maya… well, he’s trying his

The weekend had promised him nothing but silence and rest, a precious pocket of time before the finals on Wednesday. His team had worked too hard for this, and Taiga knew how important it was to keep his head clear. Another championship win would cement their name, their second victory in a row. His opponents this year… he scoffed at the memory of hearing their team name. The Apex Predator. Lame as hell. Still, he’d been warned their captain was one of the Devil’s Soldiers, a man who apparently had his sights set on captaining any team he played for. Fine. Let him try. So when Taiga opened his apartment door that morning and saw the large box sitting there, the last thing he thought about was basketball. It was big. Heavy. And not the kind of delivery he was expecting. Now standing in his kitchen, he pulled the lid off with a wary curiosity. Inside, folded in pristine layers, was a two-piece suit that looked like it had been stolen straight from the window of a high-end boutique.

Their food arrived, along with the wine. The waiter bowed again and disappeared, leaving them alone in that cavernous, silent floor. Dante immediately began eating, cutting into the tenderloin with practiced ease. “You’re not eating,” he observed after a moment, not looking up from his plate. “I’m not hungry. I only came here to see who’s been disturbing my peace.” Dante paused mid-bite, his eyes lifting to Taiga’s. “You know, I thought you’d wear that necklace. It would match perfectly with your eyes.” Taiga sighed. “Can you stop? I don’t need your money, nor do I need your gifts. I’ll send the necklace over to you. It looked like it cost a fortune.” “It didn’t leave a dent in my account, if that’s what you’re worried about. I promise… you deserve something that beautiful.” Dante set his cutlery down and leaned back, his gaze locking onto Taiga with an intensity that made the air feel heavier. “My aim for tonight is to have you writhing under me while I claim you as mine.” His

The sound of Dante’s jacket hitting the floor cut through his words. Dante’s gaze shifted between the two of them with the deliberate calculation of a predator finally seeing both his chosen prey in the same room. His voice was calm but carried that unshakable authority that made the air heavier. “Because I told him to,” Dante said evenly, as if already anticipating Taiga’s next question. “I wasn’t going to bond with you without him here, now would I?” Taiga’s muscles stiffened, his body reacting even before his mind could. He sat up straighter on the bed, still panting, still flushed from what had already happened. “Bond with me? You planned this?” His voice was tinged with disbelief, but the tremor in it betrayed something else entirely. Dante could see the haze of lust beginning to thin from Taiga’s expression, and he wasn’t about to let that happen. He let his scent fill the room, a flood of pheromones thick enough to coat the air, and the effect was instant,.Taiga’s body visibl

Dante could feel it, the way Taiga’s pussy clenched around him like it was trying to drag him in deeper, the pulse that told him his body was primed for claiming. All he needed now was for Taiga to submit. He thought he’d have to force it, work for it, but then he saw the telltale signs: the dilation of his pupils, the slow drop of his head to bare his neck. That was all the permission he needed. Dante’s knot forced it's way deep inside him as his fangs sank into Taiga’s neck. The scream that tore out of him was raw, primal, until it cut off and his body went limp. Dante stilled, pumping him full of cum, flooding his system with his pheromones. The effort took more from him than he’d anticipated. Marking a Luna of Taiga’s caliber was draining, even for an Enigma of his rank. Still, he forced himself to watch, licking at the puncture wounds, tasting the blood. Then it appeared, the mark. His brand seared itself into the skin of Taiga’s thigh, large and raw before it began to heal,