บททั้งหมดของ Lycan King's Cursed and Rejected Mate: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

FINNI returned to the scattered documents spread across the table. Appeals piled high, mostly from families in the lower villages: requests for aid, complaints about border disputes, appointments needing my approval. I flipped through them methodically, pen in hand, but after only a few minutes, my focus slipped. My thoughts kept drifting to Maya.The last time I'd seen her before her return, she was still a girl. Beautiful, yes, but with the awkward grace of youth. Now, by some magic or simply the passage of time, Maya had blossomed into a stunning woman. She had curves that could kill a man, and they had nearly killed me several times already since she'd been back.Back in her house in the human world, when I'd gone to check on her that one time, I'd caught a fleeting glimpse of the swell of her breasts through the flimsy nightdress she'd worn. They were full, generous, at least the size of ripe grapefruits, with rounder, darker nipples that had peeked teasingly through the thin

MAYAIt was nearly dusk when I arrived at the Packhouse; the first time I’d set foot inside since returning to Ashbourne. The sky had deepened to a bruised purple. I hesitated at the massive front door. My fingers hovered over the knocker, taking a deep breath to steady myself.I didn’t know what to expect from my mother. Did she hate me less now? Had the day softened her grief enough to allow even a sliver of conversation? Or would the same venom from yesterday still burn in her eyes?I glanced over my shoulder at the two pack warriors Beta Alaric had insisted accompany me. Their presence felt comforting in a practical way, but I also knew I had to face whatever waited inside on my own.“Wait here,” I managed to say, “I won’t be long.”They nodded without question and stepped to one side of the wide terrace, blending into the lengthening shadows. I took another deep breath, squared my shoulders, and knocked.After a few seconds, the door creaked open. Our longtime housekeeper stood t

MAYAAfter greeting the last of the guests, my mother, Isla, and I made our way into the hall. I took a deep breath, scanning the rows of chairs for my assigned seat.To my dismay, my eyes landed on it almost immediately, right next to Kael.My heart sank. Of all the places in this vast hall, why there? I scanned again, hoping for an open spot anywhere else, but every chair was occupied or clearly reserved. The only empty one was the one beside him.Steeling myself, I walked over on legs that felt unsteady. Kael sat straight and dignified. His eyes caught my approach, tracking my movements with that quiet intensity I remembered too well. He nodded slightly in acknowledgment as I neared.I settled into the seat, trying to focus on the stage, on the ceremony about to begin, anything but the man beside me. But the heat radiating from his body was impossible to ignore. Our thighs brushed accidentally as I adjusted, and an electric jolt shot through me, pooling low in my belly and making m

KAELI followed her scent and found her by a small, secluded bench under tall, arching trees. It was a quiet spot away from the funeral hall.She sat alone, shoulders hunched, face buried in her hands as silent sobs shook her. I stood frozen for a second, staring helplessly. Part of me wanted to rush forward, pull her into my arms, and comfort her. Another part wondered if space was wiser, if my presence would only make things worse.Deciding on space, I took a careful step backward, trying to retreat stealthily so I wouldn't startle her. But she looked up suddenly, sensing me.The moment her eyes met mine, she rose quickly, brushing tears away and straightening her dress with defensive movements.She didn't speak, but the guarded, almost hostile look on her face said everything. She turned to leave."Maya… wait! Please, don't go."She let out a bitter laugh, pausing but not turning fully. "Why? Are you here to gloat? To remind me I don't fit in? Or is it to arrest me and lock me up a

KAELShe led me deeper into the garden, past neatly trimmed shrubs and blooming flowers, until we reached a secluded spot shielded by tall trees. Then, she backed me against the rough trunk of a giant oak. I opened my mouth to speak, when she dropped to her knees in front of me.Her hands moved quickly, parting the heavy layers of my ceremonial Lycan attire.Shock froze me. This wasn't Maya… not the Maya I knew. She was acting completely out of character. In seconds, my arousal sprang free from the confines of my trousers, hardening instantly under her gaze."Remove the outer layers," she said, urgently. "So it'll be easier. I don't want anything getting in the way."I obeyed slowly as I tried to process this. I'd always taken the lead with women, never had one initiate like this. I watched, stunned, as she reached under her mourning gown and slid down black lace panties, placing them carefully on a nearby flower bed."Hurry," she urged, "We don't have time."Another shock. Maya, my