All Chapters of Marked by Fire & Fang: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Chapter 126: The Wolf Takes What She Wants The estate settled into a heavy hush, deep night cloaking every room in a shadowed embrace. The crickets outside played their nocturnal symphony, a distant wolf howl punctuating the air, and the soft wind rustled the tops of the trees along the estate's border. But inside, the house was still—a sleeping beast waiting to stir.But not Lilly.She stood before the full-length mirror, the dim lamplight painting her body in soft amber hues. She turned slowly, her gaze trailing over every exposed inch of skin framed by the dark, sheer lingerie she’d chosen with wicked intent. The black lace hugged her breasts, the delicate straps forming intricate patterns along her waist and hips, barely concealing anything. A sheer, trailing robe rested on her shoulders, but she knew it wouldn’t stay there long.Her pulse thrummed steadily, the anticipation coiling low in her belly, the predatory edge of her wolf simmering just beneath her skin."Time to show hi

Forever, AgainThe moon hung high over the estate, silver light spilling across the vast expanse of fields and trees that surrounded the house. From her place by the bedroom window, Lilly gazed out in quiet contemplation, her thoughts tangled with memories that weren’t hers to remember. Yet, somehow, the emotions tied to them hummed in her bones, a phantom ache of something once lived and loved.The vineyard date played on a reel in her mind—the laughter that felt so easy, the teasing that was more affection than challenge, the glances that held more weight than words. She didn’t have the past to compare it to, but she didn’t need it. If the life she’d forgotten was anything like the days and nights she was living now, it had been nothing short of extraordinary.She didn’t hear Link approach, but she felt the shift in the air, the warmth that always wrapped around her when he was near. His presence was impossible to ignore. His arms slid around her waist, pulling her gently against hi

Wedding Plans and Unwanted GhostsMorning arrived gently, sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains of the estate's master bedroom. The remnants of candlelight from the night before still clung faintly to the air, blending with the lingering scent of skin, sweat, and the unmistakable warmth of shared love. Lilly stirred, stretching beneath the luxurious sheets, her fingers automatically reaching for the heavy ring on her finger.The diamond was massive, ostentatious in the best way. Every time she moved her hand, the stone caught the light, throwing shards of brilliance across the room. She couldn’t stop smiling when she looked at it—a visible, permanent reminder of the promise Link had made. Forever.Her other hand drifted to her stomach. There was a slight softness there now, almost imperceptible to anyone else, but she felt it. The subtle difference, the way her body shifted under her own touch. She wasn’t showing yet, but it was coming. Soon.They needed to plan the wedding be

The Reception & A Spark for MarcyThe tension of the interrupted ceremony hung heavy, but Lilly refused to let Grant and Maddox stain the day meant to bind her and Link. The sun had begun its descent, casting a golden hue across the estate, the fairy lights flickering to life as the sky deepened into a blush of evening.The reception was held under a grand canopy, strings of lights and lanterns swaying gently in the breeze. Tables were arranged in a semicircle around a polished wooden dance floor, floral centerpieces echoing the soft whites and greens of the ceremony. The smell of roasted meats, fresh breads, and sweet confections filled the air.Lilly had changed into a softer, flowy gown of champagne silk that caught every flicker of light. She laughed as Link, still radiating Alpha pride, pulled her onto the dance floor the moment the band began to play."You didn’t think I’d let you sit down first, did you?" he teased.She giggled, her body flush against his. "I expected nothing l

Morning Girl Talk in the KitchenMorning light streamed softly through the estate's sprawling kitchen, the sun casting golden rays across the wooden counters and stone walls. The gentle hum of birdsong drifted in from the garden outside, mingling with the sizzle of bacon on the stove and the rich aroma of coffee brewing.Lilly stood by the island, clad in one of Link's oversized button-down shirts that nearly swallowed her frame, the hem brushing her thighs. Her hair was twisted up into a messy bun, strands escaping to frame her flushed, still-glowing face from the night before. She sipped her coffee, still feeling the ache between her legs—the good kind, the kind that made her grin every time she shifted her weight.Marcy padded in moments later, barefoot, her curls wild and her cheeks glowing with the same tell-tale satisfaction. She wore an old t-shirt that hung off one shoulder, a pair of shorts peeking underneath. She paused in the doorway, stretched like a satisfied cat, and the