TABOO (A DEAL WITH THE SHADOW ALPHA) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

AXELThe evening was the sweetest kind of torture. Having her close, smelling her happiness and her arousal when I touched her—it was the only thing calming the storm brewing under my skin. The mega moon’s pull was a constant, growing ache in my bones, a drumbeat of raw need that made every instinct scream to claim, to take, to keep.And I had to leave. In two days. The one thing that could calm the beast was the one thing I had to run from. I didn't want to be here tonight but I took her to this place just cause I wanted to be around her, to feel her, to breathe only her scent.I watched her as we walked toward the gallery exit, her green dress flowing like dark water around her legs. She had no idea. No idea that the man walking beside her was the real danger. No idea that the monster Feign was an ant compared to what she was waking up inside me. She was happy tonight, glowing, and it was killing me because I was the one who’d have to shatter that peace. I was probably the one to ta

AXELThe idea of getting on that plane, of putting an ocean between us, was impossible. Every instinct I had, man and beast, revolted against it. The thought of her being here alone, vulnerable, while I was gone… and worse, the thought of not seeing her, not smelling her, for weeks… it was a physical agony worse than any wound.I couldn’t leave. But I couldn’t stay near her either. Not with the moon’s pull turning my blood to fire.There was only one terrible, dangerous option left.I called my uncle from the soundproofed panic room I’d built beneath my penthouse, a room of concrete and steel.“Silas. I’m not coming to Greece.”The silence on the other end was heavy. “That is not a request, Axel. It is a necessity. The facilities there are designed to contain you.”“I know what I am,” I snapped, my patience frayed. “Send me what I need. The silver-reinforced chains. The strongest wolfsbane concentrate you have. The injectors. Overnight it. I’ll handle it here.”“Handle it?” His voice

Axel"Axel..." My name on her lips was half-plea, half-surrender, and it sent a primal satisfaction through both me"That's better," I said, my thumb tracing slow circles on her inner thigh, deliberately staying just shy of where she wanted me. "But I want to hear you say it. What do you want, Addison?"" Y--you I W--want you"Her cheeks flushed that beautiful shade of pink, and she bit her lip. Even now, she was shy about voicing her desires. That just wouldn't do, I needed to hear her needs not just see it. I pulled back slightly, and her eyes flew open in panic and pure confusion. "Tell me," I commanded softly, "or I stop.""Please—" she whispered, oh my firefly was so needy"Please what?" I kissed along her collarbone, achingly slow. "I'm not a mind reader, sweetheart. Though your body's telling me plenty right now." I could feel her trembling, smell the sweet scent of her arousal, how wet she was. Fuck! Usually even during ordinary full moons, I needed several shots of wolfsbane

ADDISON I pushed open the door to my apartment, half-hoping the familiar space would ground me. Instead, I found Jules sprawled on the couch, a knowing smirk already forming on her face."Well, well, well," she drawled, sitting up. "Look who finally decided to come home. And looking thoroughly... disheveled, might I add."I locked the door behind me, avoiding her eyes. "It's not what you think.""Oh really?" Jules patted the cushion beside her. "Because you've got that look. That 'I-just-had-an-experience-that-rocked-my-world' look. So spill. What happened with the fake boyfriend?"I sank onto the couch, suddenly exhausted. "Jules—""Wait." Her eyes widened. "Oh my God. Did you guys have sex?""No!" The denial came out too quickly, too sharp. "It wasn't really sex."Jules raised an eyebrow, her expression screaming 'bullshit.' "Addison Marie Amber, you did not just try to pull that technicality with me. What happened?"I buried my face in my hands, heat flooding my cheeks. "He... we.

Axel I adjusted my tie for the third time as I walked toward Addison's apartment, feeling ridiculously nervous. I'd faced down literal demons without breaking a sweat, but the thought of meeting her parents had my stomach in knots.Maybe because demons were predictable. Parents? Not so much.When she opened the door, every coherent thought evaporated from my brain.She was wearing a green dress—a soft, flowing thing that hugged her curves in all the right places before falling to just above her knees. The color made her eyes look brighter, more vibrant. Her hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders, and she'd done something subtle with makeup that made her look both natural and absolutely stunning."Wow," I breathed, unable to stop myself. "Addison, you look...""Too much?" She tugged at the hem nervously. "I can change. My mom has opinions about what's appropriate, and I wasn't sure if this—""Beautiful." I stepped closer, taking her hand. "You look so fucking beautiful."A blush