All Chapters of The Alpha's Only Weakness: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

LUCIEN’S P.O.V. I was already irritated after Abigail's stunt this morning. It had taken everything in me not to kill her for putting her hands on Elara. “We can just go without them, Lucien,” Abigail whispered, grabbing my arm, and while I was disgusted with her at the moment, I was tempted to do just that. The team was assembled. Six guards stood in a loose semicircle near the front steps, ready. Beta Braden had already been given his orders and was prepared to take over... and Elara and Hera were late. My boots crunched softly against the gravel as I took a few steps forward, needing to put space between Abigail and me. Plans were in place to eliminate her father without tying it back to my pack, and once that was done, I would be free to deal with her however I saw fit. Until then, I had to play nice, even though I was ready to exile or kill her if she so much as looked at Elara wrong again. The midday sun sat high overhead, warm and getting hotter by the minute. Abi

ELARA’S P.O.V. As I dragged its carcass back to Elara, a sense of excitement filled me, knowing she had to be impressed by the size and danger of my offering for her this time. But I quickly realized the excitement was also coming from her, so I sped up. My pride dropped when I realized she was no longer where I had left her, and I tracked her scent to the East. I dropped the mountain lion as I watched her hunt. She was lying flat against the ground, her ears back as she tracked a herd of deer.Then, Elara shifted her weight and surged forward in a flash of white, her body wrapping around the largest buck, her teeth tearing out its throat as it collapsed to the ground. It was over in seconds.Clean. Efficient.Her ears picked up as she heard me approach, and I could see the smile on her blood-soaked muzzle from where I stood.Elara stood tall, her tail wagging before she dragged the carcass back toward me, dropping it at my feet with a pointed look. The large buck was easily thre

ELARA’S P.O.V.“More,” I whispered, and he growled in agreement before lifting my legs over his shoulders and slamming into me as deep as he could. His hands gripped my thighs so tightly, I knew I would have marks, but I wanted them. I wanted everyone to see his hands on me, smell his scent on me, and to know Lucien was mine.The black mist rose from the ground, but I didn’t fear it this time. Instead, it began to move over my body, warm instead of cold, drawing out my pleasure as it caressed and played with me. “Don’t stop,” I whimpered, as his grunts and groans made my head spin with pleasure. I released one hand from his back, grabbing my breast with it and pinching my nipple between the knuckles of my index and middle fingers as he brought me unimaginable pleasure. “Yes! Don’t stop!”I could feel myself tightening around him, felt each thrust shorten as I squeezed him, trying to pull and hold him inside me as my orgasm raced closer. Lucien pressed forward, rocking his hips agai

ELARA’S P.O.V.“I think I needed this,” I said quietly, not sure if I was admitting it to him or myself.Lucien nodded once. “So did I.”I bent forward slightly, letting my hair fall over one shoulder as I rinsed it, fingers working through the strands. When I straightened, Lucien was standing closer, his gaze on my other shoulder.“There is still blood on you,” he murmured, glancing from my shoulder to my face.I didn’t bother looking down. I didn't want to lose a moment with him. So, instead, I watched Lucien, curious by his hesitation as he lifted his hand slowly, giving me time to pull away, but I didn’t.His fingers brushed my shoulder before he dipped it back into the stream, lifting water and letting it spill over my skin, washing the blood away with slow, deliberate care.I swallowed hard.“No one has ever been this gentle with me before,” I admitted.Lucien’s jaw tightened. “They should have been.”“I’m not fragile, though. I don't need people to be gentle with me. I can h

LUCIEN’S P.O.V. The forest changed long before we reached the border, and everyone was on high alert. The trees still looked normal, the brush was still thick, and the ground was still littered with pine needles and old leaves. But there was still a distinct sense of danger in the air. The birds had gone silent first, then the bugs had disappeared. After another mile, the steady breeze that had been blowing through the trees, rustling the leaves, stopped, leaving us in absolute silence beyond the sound of our own steps. I signaled the group to slow with a huff, and no one questioned it. Even Abigail, pouting as she was, followed without a single comment. Elara ran in wolf form again, white fur bright against the shadows, moving with a precision that made my pack unconsciously mirror her pace, but she, too, slowed. I had closed the distance between us today, needing her close but wanting her to be still able to run to her heart’s content like she wanted. Hera fell into step