The Slave Queen's Awakening의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 18

SylviaThe world had narrowed down to just Rowan's eyes, and the feeling of his hands on my waist, and the way our bodies fit together like two pieces of a puzzle that had been waiting to be whole. Time seemed to stop and stretch at the same time, and I could not think about anything except how much I wanted to lean up and close that tiny distance between us."Well, isn't this interesting." A voice said from the doorway. Rowan and I sprang apart so fast that I nearly fell over again.An old woman stood there, watching us with eyes that seemed to hold centuries of knowledge and secrets. She was small and bent with age, but something about her presence filled the entire room and made the air feel heavy with power. Her white hair was so long, it nearly touched the floor and her face was covered in wrinkles, but her eyes were sharp, young and terrifying in their intensity."Elder Morgana," Rowan greeted her. I had never heard him sound shocked before, but his voice was full of surprise

SylviaSomething in Rowan snapped. One moment we were standing facing each other and the next, he suddenly pulled me even closer, his hands gripping my hips possessively.The coat fell open, showing my body and I should have felt exposed, but the way he looked at me made me feel powerful instead."Last chance," Rowan said, his voice strained as he stared down at me, his hands tightening on my waist. "Once I start, I won't be able to stop."Instead of answering with words, I reached up and pulled his face down to mine, closing that final distance between us. Our lips met and the mate bond flared so bright I could see silver light even with my eyes closed. Lightning raced through my veins, pooling low in my belly as warmth, need and want all mixed together into something overwhelming.Rowan groaned against my mouth, his tongue sweeping in to taste me as his hand slid up my ribs to cup my breast. I gasped at the contact, rising up on my toes instinctively. Every nerve ending in my bod

RowanMy legs were still shaking from the intensity of that orgasm, but the mate bond was far from satisfied. It pulsed between us, demanding more.I looked down at Sylvia, her lips swollen from sucking my cock, her eyes dark with lingering desire, and something primal took over."I need you on a bed," I said roughly, scooping her up before she could respond. She let out a surprised laugh, wrapping her arms around my neck as I carried her through the fortress corridors. "I need to lay you out properly and taste every inch of you before I finally bury myself inside you.""Rowan," She breathed, her face flushed. "We couldn't even wait to find a bed before.""I know, but now I want to do this right. I want to worship you the way you deserve." I kicked open a door, revealing a room in one of the few chambers that still had intact furniture, including a large bed covered in surprisingly clean furs.I laid her down gently, taking a moment to just look at her. She was still wearing my coat,

SylviaThree days had passed since my first transformation, and I still wasn't showing any signs of the curse. If anything, I was getting stronger. My senses were sharper, my reflexes faster, and the constant gnawing hunger that had defined my existence as a slave had finally disappeared. I was eating like a wolf now and my body was changing, filling out in ways that made me feel almost foreign to myself.Rowan's tower had become our sanctuary. The other wolves in the fortress were still adjusting to the reality of what I was, and the whispers followed me everywhere I went, so I stayed here, in his space, surrounded by his scent and the strange collection of artifacts he had accumulated over the years."What is all this stuff?" I asked, running my fingers along a shelf lined with odd trinkets, ancient coins, carved stones and what looked like pieces of armor too damaged to be useful.Rowan glanced up from the maps he had been studying. "Spoils of war, mostly. The King sends me to de