All Chapters of The Varkas Brothers And Their Princess : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ROSETTE My guts were screaming I should run. It was screaming danger, and I didn't feel safe at all. Not from the way Axel’s eyes were glowing or the way he was shaking, his body burning and wet with sweat. But I couldn't run, I couldn't scream. He held me with one hand, covering my mouth with the other hand. And even though he just held me with one, I couldn't break free from that hold. “Rosette,” Axel purred, his voice so deep, it was a growl. He leaned in, getting his face close to mine, and he licked my lips, growling like an animal. “Rosette, baby, I’m in pain. I'm in so much pain, baby.” My shaking stopped and I really looked at him, and I finally noticed his body was shaking, shaking so hard it was like he was convulsing. And the way his body was burning couldn't be normal. “What’s wrong?” I asked with his hand still covering my mouth. He shook his head, his face twisted in pain. “I-I can't tell you, baby. I want to, but I fucking can't. Please, Rosette. I feel like I'm g

I wanted to know what that meant. Not because it seems important, but because… Well, it does seem important. Humans didn't knot while having sex. They didn't knot at all. Other animals that knot and get tied to their mates belong to the canine family—like dogs and coyotes.So what did Axel mean by that? Was he just high on the pleasure that he was saying whatever? God, I wanted to know so bad. And he had said if he got out of control, I should try and stop that. What did he mean by that? Why will he go out of control? It was just sex. Even though the sex was good, it shouldn't lead to things getting out of control. It seems my brain was finally working again, and I was finally questioning things that I should have from the get-go. But Axel had been in pain. He had been burning and shaking. And my help-first-ask-questions-later instincts had kicked in, but now I was regretting it. What if–I cried out as Axel thrust hard, hitting me deep. That snapped me back to reality. Fuck, I had

I stared at her longer than I should, feeling my heart kick against my chest, which was very abnormal for me. Had she always been this beautiful? She looked like she was glowing, and her red hair seemed more vibrant than usual. I had never seen her with her hair down so this was a new sight for me. Her hair was long, almost reaching her stomach. It framed her face, and I wanted to push it back so I could see her face more clearly. My hand raised as if it had a mind of its own, moving slowly. She watched me, not making any attempt to move, so I got bold and brushed her cheekbone, my heart once again kicking hard against its cage when I noticed she leaned into the touch. She barely moved, but I noticed just the slightest tilt of her head and that got my heart wild. That little reaction made me brave. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, lingering for way too long. She looked fragile with her hair down. More softer. Less fierce. And I wanted to shield her. Protect her. From wha

Oh. A personal driver. So he did remember, after all. What did that make my heart race and my stomach flutter? It was just something simple. It shouldn't make me feel this way. I nodded at Christopher, hoping my feelings weren't evident on my face. “Nice to meet you, Christopher. I'm heading to the library.” He walked to a black Mercedes, holding the back seat door. I entered the car, thanking him, and that gesture made me think of Axel. How was he? Still sick? Was that even a sickness? I pushed that out of my mind as soon as it arose. There was no use pondering on that when it would give me nothing but a headache. When we reached the library, before I could even open the car door, Christopher was already there. “I’ll be here waiting till you're done,” he informed me as I stepped out of the car. “Till I'm done? You'll be waiting in the car?”He nodded, his expression still blank. I shook my head. “There’s no need for that. I’ll be spending most of the day here. You could… like

“You should run away—far, far away to where we can't find you, because, my love, we are monsters. Predators. You’re a lamb surrounded by wolves.” “How literally is that?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper as my hands got woven into his hair, and I tugged hard. He groaned and I felt him thicken and pressed against my bottom. “How literally is what?” he asked, his voice shaking like he was struggling to hold himself back. “The wolves part,” I answered as I leaned down and kissed his neck before I bit it. He moaned, like a full, loud moan. Fuck, I love this. This power he was letting me have. “Rosette,” he moaned, his head thrown back and exposing his neck to me. “Rosette, do you know I never expose my neck like this to anyone? It’s a sign of weakness. If Kross sees this, he will lose his shit.”“Why, Kade?” I asked, still kissing and biting his neck. He moaned, gave me the reaction I wanted, and I never wanted to stop. “Tell me why.”“Again, my love, we’re monsters.”“Canid monste