All Chapters of A night with my ex-husband’s step brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lyra's POV The air between us burned, heavy with all the things we hadn’t said, and couldn't say because Xavier’s lips was pressed against mine like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. With the way his tongue and mouth moved over mine, I could taste his anger and his restraint, and even all the accusations that had festered between us in his moment of silence. I could also taste my desperation, and I figured just how much I'd been craving him until now. I'd kept it hidden for so long, but I couldn't anymore. I hadn't expected him to come see me, I thought he would keep his distance, that he would turn away again and leave me to drown in doubt.His tongue darted deeper into my mouth, and his hand found the back of my neck, like he wanted to ground me properly, so he could explore my mouth more. Just when I thought he was going to deepen the kiss, he pulled back again. His gaze locked with mine for a heartbeat, molten and unreadable, and then his hand found my should

Lyra's POV Xavier’s last bruising kiss tore at me, and even though it tugged at the hem of my sanity, I didn't dare question him. When I'd let the words slip that I wanted him, I knew very well what I was up for, but I guess in Xavier's own twisted way, he was about to show me that I had no idea what he had up his sleeve up for me. His last kiss barely lasted a second, but it rocked my core in ways I didn't even know was possible. In the blink In the blink of an eye, he pulled himself away, dragging me up with him. His hand wrapped firmly around my wrist, guiding me across the room with a determination that made my pulse skip. Before I could even catch my breath, he had me pressed against the massive window, my bare breasts flattened against the cool glass, and my reflection staring back at me through the faint moonlight.“Xavier.” My voice was strained and tainted with pleasure. I couldn't even hide the fact that I was close to heaven now, and he must have felt it, because he

Lyra’s POV The quiet didn’t last, and even though every part of me wanted to say it came as a shocker, a tiny part of me had actually expected it. It was practically routine at this point. All I ever got in my life was just a moment's worth of peace, before something worse came crashing down on me all over again. A sharp knock rattled the door, cutting through the warm hush that had settled between us. For a minute, I wanted to ignore it. Maybe if I pretended that it hadn't happened for a good amount of time, then it would really disappear. My body went rigid, but Xavier didn’t flinch. Hell, I thought we had an unspoken agreement to remain like that, but the thought had barely settled at the back of my mind before he decided to add a twist of his own. Without so much as a word in my direction, he slid from the bed with the calmness of a man who had been expecting the interruption all along.“Xavier!” I whispered harshly, in hopes that it was going to get him to stop. Newsflash, it d

Lyra’s POV If Cassian’s warning had been meant to prepare me, it failed. Woefully too. It wasn't like I didn't take his warning or advice seriously. I did, but I had no idea that what I was really up against was bigger than me, no matter what direction I tried to steer it in. Simply put, I was only playing a losing game, and the consequences were out of this world. Nothing could have prepared me for the sting of a hundred eyes following me, nor the whispers that slithered along the walls like smoke, curling tighter every time I dared to breathe.“Look at her.” Someone's voice fluttered into my ears as I passed another hallway. “She's so shameless.”“Watch your tongue.” Someone else scolded. I was currently walking past a small group of servants. There were three girls huddled together, but for the life of me, I pretended like I couldn't see them. “She's still the Luna and you're not supposed to talk about her like that.”“Luna?” the last one scoffed. “Last time I checked, a Luna

Lyra's POV The silence after Xavier left me in my rom was heavier than any whisper in the banquet hall. I lay there for what felt like hours, staring at the ceiling, and listening to the sound of my own shallow breaths. A part of me had thought that if I tried to relax, maybe everything would be okay. That if I pretended that nothing in the banquet hall had happened or was real, then it would become that way. But the more I tried to ignore it, the more it registered itself at the back of my mind, like a dam headache that just didn't want to let me be. I pulled the covers higher than how Xavier had left it, but no matter how tightly I pulled the covers around me, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being exposed. Every word they had spat, every mocking look, pressed against my skin like a brand.Was that how they all felt about me? After everything I'd done, after everything I'd sacrificed for this pack, how could they just up and turn against me like I was nothing and nobody to them?