All Chapters of TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

EMBER’S POV“You don’t know that.”“I know that Harrison poisoned our fucking meals and we barely survived. I know that we’d be completely defenseless on Rafael’s property if anything goes sideways. And I know that slimy Spaniard has been circling you like a vulture since the moment we arrived.”“Then we do it right this time.” I keep my voice just as low. “We take every precaution. We bring enough security to start a war if he tries anything. We make him taste-check every meal before we eat it.”Knox scoffs. “Taste-check? Really? He’s a bloody Lycan, Ember. I know the guy might not look like much, or look that good, or generally have anything going for him at all, but he’s strong. Almost as strong as me.”I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing.“Right. Well… maybe it’s a good chance for Sapphire to come back. Maybe a near-death situation—”“I’m serious.” His glare sharpens. “What’s the angle here? It’s fucking Rayana. And Rayana plus Rafael leaves a bad taste in

KNOX’S POV“I will tear your tongue out of your skull.”“You could try.” Rafael’s smile returns, thin and sharp. “But that won’t change the facts. And it won’t change what I’m about to tell you.”“Which is?”He pauses and allows the moment stretch. The bastard always did have a flair for drama.“I believe Ember is my fated mate.”The words don’t make sense at first. They hang in the air between us, and I’m waiting for the punchline, waiting for Rafael to laugh and admit he’s fucking with me, but his expression doesn’t change.He’s serious.He actually fucking believes it.“You’ve lost your mind,” I say.“My wolf reacts to her. Far too strongly.” Rafael’s voice is steady, certain, the voice of a man who’s already done the calculations and arrived at an answer he’s satisfied with. “Every time she’s near, every time I catch her scent, it’s like something inside me is trying to claw its way out. I’ve bedded more women than I can count, Knox. I know what attraction feels like. This isn’t a

EMBER’S POVRafael’s property looks like something ripped from a magazine I couldn’t afford to buy.Queenie lets out a low whistle of appreciation, and I can’t blame her. The place is even more stunning up close.“Okay,” she says, turning in a slow circle. “I take back every mean thing I’ve ever thought about Rafael Montenegro. This is crazy.”“I’ll pass along your compliments,” Rafael says smoothly as he now led the group. “The main lodge has dinner and entertainment. The cabins are for sleeping.” He gestures toward the largest of the smaller structures, a three-bedroom affair with smoke already rising from its chimney. “Ladies, that one is yours. Knox, you’re in the cabin to the east. I’m in the one to the west. And Nathaniel—”“Security cabin near the lodge,” Nathaniel finishes, his voice clipped. “I saw it on the way in.”“Efficient as always.” Rafael’s smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes when he looks at Nathaniel.“I refuse.” Knox’s voice cuts through the cold air. He’s been mood

EMBER’S POVWhen I step outside the girls’ cabin with Rayana and Queenie flanking me, Rayana is mid-monologue about the caribou she’s planning to devour at dinner — something about sinking her teeth into tender, perfectly seared meat that borders on orgasmic — and I’m half-listening, half-scanning the property when I catch sight of Knox.He’s standing outside his lodge with Nathaniel, the two of them deep in conversation, heads bent together in that way men do when they’re discussing something they don’t want overheard.But the moment my eyes find him, his find me right back.And he looks annoyed.More like… peeved. Like a cat that’s been locked out of its favorite room.I sigh. He’s still sulking about the sleeping arrangements.“Excuse me,” I say, already peeling away from the girls. “I need to go deal with something.”Rayana follows my gaze and lets out a delighted cackle.“Oh, go tame your beast, darling. We’ll wait. Though do try to be quick — I’m wasting away over here and that

EMBER’S POVThe laughter dies. Everyone’s eyes slide to Knox, who shrugs without a trace of shame.“Not much of a secret if you all already know.”“You could have at least tried to be mysterious about it,” Rayana sighs. “Where’s the fun in confessing things everyone already knows?”“You said write a secret. You didn’t say it had to be a good one.”“Fair point. But disappointing nonetheless.” She draws the next card and her expression flickers, briefly, before smoothing back into amused neutrality. “‘I destroyed the best thing I ever had for something that didn’t matter.’”The room goes quiet.Rayana’s voice doesn’t waver as she reads it, but I catch the slight tightening around her eyes, the way her fingers grip the card just a little too hard.She doesn’t look at Knox, which is almost more telling than if she had.Knox’s jaw is granite. He’s staring at the fire like it holds the secrets of the universe.“Well,” Queenie says brightly, trying to fill the awkward silence. “That’s… relat