Semua Bab The Alpha General's Substitute Bride: Bab 41 - Bab 50

ARCHERI thought I was dreaming.So many times I’d wished to see improvement in my legs, only to wake up worse.I shoved my pants down as I bent to touch the veins that used to stick out, but they didn’t look anything like the horror show from before.The bruises and the needle marks were less swollen, and I’d say some had even healed.I could still feel that healing current working inside me, stripping away a pain that had started to feel normal.I’m a man who’s cried only a handful of times, but I had to swallow down the knot closing in my throat.I stood, still staring at myself, and the mirror caught the woman on the bed."Thank you... Tessa..."I murmured, chest tight with everything I couldn’t say.Letting me touch her, letting me have my fill of her, was already a privilege... and then she gave me my life back.I owed her my life, and that day I made a quiet promise I’d never break.No matter what choices Tempest might make in the future, or where this pact we forged took us, I

ARCHER“What did your mother say?” I ask Corvin from behind my desk.We got back from the pack’s central grounds a few hours ago, and I need to set my plans in motion.“Sir, she agreed to become the new housekeeper of the mansion, but she needs a few days to close the shop,” he answers, brow furrowed.“Good. Better that way. You need your loved ones close for what’s coming.” I look at him, serious, all my attention on him.“You’re the person I trust most right now, so whatever we talk about today doesn’t leave this room.”“I understand, sir. You can count on my discretion, as always,” he replies without hesitation.“There’s a chance I can be cured of the poison,” I say, not beating around the bush.“Ge... General...” He jolts to his feet and slams the desk, swept up in emotion. “Are you completely sure?”“Now I am.”“But how?” he asks, and I think on it for a moment.Truth is, I’m reluctant to tell him the true extent of Tempest’s power, like it’s a secret meant only for the two of us

TEMPESTWith my hands shaking, I finally pushed the dress down over my hips and let it puddle on the floor at my feet.I dared to straighten slowly, fighting the urge to cover myself, even though he’d already seen all of me.His stare was so intense, I felt completely exposed under his filthy, hungry gaze.Ice chimed in his crystal glass, and I heard him swallow as he drank.My breathing grew heavier as that wild scent wrapped around me.I turned, kicked my boots free of the dress, and bent to pick it up.My ass pressed to the screen. A low growl rolled from his chair and crawled up my spine.I set the dress on the corner chair and went to open the delicate wrapping.I’d never owned anything so fine, so fragile.At least the next time they called me a whore, I’d have the comfort of being a well-kept one.When I pulled the piece out, I realized it wasn’t a dress at all.I stared at the almost sheer fabric, exquisite black tulle and lace.“What is it? Don’t like the dress? Not your size

TEMPESTI brought my nose to the swollen tip and inhaled his scent... musky, dark, intoxicating.Desire flared again inside me.My tongue slipped out like it had a mind of its own, and I licked the tight little slit at the crown.“Sshh... Tempest...”I looked up and caught his expression, drugged with pleasure.I gathered my nerve and parted my lips, sucking that head like a ripe, juicy strawberry.My grip worked the base, up and down, feeling the veins pulse fit to burst, making that cock stand even harder.His taste and heat rolled over my tongue, lit up my taste buds, and I went for it... sucking him greedily, taking him deep in the kind of blowjob I’d never given any other man before.Soon I had him growling and hissing, body tight, pushing into my mouth in slow thrusts, letting me take him little by little.My breathing went ragged; I barely made it halfway down his shaft without gagging.I kept bobbing, drool spilling, my tongue tasting every drop of salty pre-cum I had to swall

TEMPESTMy eyes tracked the sliver of light through the tiny crack.My heart started hammering, and my mouth went dry.“I checked the master’s sheets and found some… suspicious stains, you know what I mean.”One of the laundresses murmured, smirking, pumping her hand in an obscene gesture.“But I haven’t seen her go into his bedroom these past few nights. Must’ve been him… taking care of himself.”“Yeah, but today we saw her coming out of the study wing, and she looked like she’d gone to town on the cripple’s desk.”It was one of the girls shaking out the curtains.Cold spread through me, a mix of rage and shame.I knew they might suspect it. I just never thought they’d be out here on a witch hunt.“I told you that woman is two-faced. Quiet little thing sneaks her way into being housekeeper, probably planning to keep the dead man’s money…”“I doubt she’ll get that far. Don’t you see the master only screws her because she’s blonde?”“Of course. He uses her as a stand-in for that fianc