All Chapters of Fated To The Lycan King And His Brother : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Roisin We danced in silence, the only sound the soft rustle of the wind through the trees. I could feel the rhythm of his breathing, the steady beat of his heart, and it soothed something deep inside me—something I hadn’t realized was aching. His movements were graceful, deliberate, and the way he led made it effortless to follow, like we had done this a hundred times before.As we glided under the moonlight, Visaris twirled me gently. I spun, my robe catching the air around me, and when he pulled me back, I landed flush against him, my back pressing against his chest. The sudden closeness sent a jolt through me, my breath catching in my throat. His arm wrapped around my waist, holding me firmly but tenderly, and I could feel the warmth of his body seep into mine.He didn’t release me. Instead, he continued to waltz with me in that position, swaying us both to a rhythm only he seemed to hear. His movements were slow, intimate, and the night wrapped around us like a blanket. I tried t

Roisin Visaris stood so close, the warmth of his body wrapping around me, his eyes dark and full of heat as they traced the curves of my body. His gaze alone was enough to set my skin on fire, the intensity of it making my stomach tingle, my legs weak. Every inch of me was aware of him—too aware. My breaths came out shallow, each one more difficult than the last as the battle inside me raged on. I shouldn’t have wanted this. I shouldn’t have wanted him, but gods, I did.I bit my lip, trying to push back the storm of desire threatening to consume me. Olivine... Olivine had given me a ring, though it wasn’t official yet. He had marked me as his, and I knew where my loyalty should have lain. I knew what was right. But standing there, my body pressed against Visaris’, his scent—musky and rich, with that hint of burnt wood—filling my senses, all of that rationality melted away. His presence drowned out every thought that told me to stop, to walk away.All that was left was him.Visaris' h

Roisin I swallowed hard, my breath catching at the sight of his erection—thick, long, and pulsing with need. The sheer size of him made me momentarily dizzy, my mind racing with the realization of just how full he was going to make me. He stroked himself once, his hand moving lazily, and a low, feral groan escaped him as he watched my reaction.“You’re staring, love,” he teases, his voice rough, filled with amusement. But there’s something darker there too, a deep satisfaction at the way my eyes widen in a mix of awe and desire.“I—” I stammer, my face flushing with heat. My mouth was suddenly dry, my mind racing. “I’ve just... never seen anything like that.”Visaris' smirk deepened, and he knelt back down between my legs, his body pressing against mine again, his erection brushing my inner thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through me. “You are perfect,” he whispers, his hand sliding down to grip my waist. “And I’ll make sure you’re ready for every inch, you will take me well.”I

Roisin He winced, and for the first time, I saw a crack in his calm, controlled facade. "You are only saying this because I took your first time," he murmured, his voice low and almost regretful. "The weight of that act, it binds people—"I shook my head, refusing to accept his reasoning. "No, Visaris, that’s not it. It’s not because of that. Olivine tried to... he tried to have sex with me, but I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t go through with it, even though I wanted to. I tried so hard, but it just didn’t feel right."His eyes flickered with something—surprise, maybe—but he remained silent.“But with you,” I continued, my voice softer now, more vulnerable. “With you, it felt... natural. Like it was supposed to happen. I didn’t have to think. My body just... reacted to you. I didn’t feel wrong or conflicted. I enjoyed every moment of it.”Visaris' face softened at my words, but the conflict still lingered in his eyes. He didn’t argue, but I could tell he was still wrestling with the gui

Roisin It was impossible to sleep. Visaris' words replayed over and over in my mind, each one sharper than the last. A mistake. A betrayal. I rolled onto my side, trying to block out the painful memories of the day, but his voice lingered, searing into me. My heart felt like it was being squeezed, the ache building, but I had no tears left.The morning light slipped into my room, ending the long night. I lay still for a moment, exhausted. But there was no avoiding today. Today was Azmariah's death anniversary—and Visaris would be holding a remembrance ceremony for her.As dawn continued to filter in, I finally dragged myself out of bed. I walked over to the mirror and winced. My eyes were puffy, shadowed with exhaustion, my skin pale. I looked like a mess. I shook my head and headed to the bathroom, determined to pull myself together. Today of all days, I needed to appear composed.As I settled into the hot water, I finally began to relax. My fingers brushed over my collarbone, where