All Chapters of TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

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CHAPTER 278: THE WATCHING EYE

EMBER’S POVHe just keeps devouring me, messy and generous and so fucking hungry, until the coil in my belly snaps hard and I come with a sharp cry, back arching against the marble, my pussy pulsing around his tongue while he licks me through every shaking wave.My walls flutter around his tongue as I grind against his mouth, sobbing his name while he holds me steady and licks me through every aftershock.He rises before my knees can give out, catching me against his chest like I’m something he’ll never risk losing again.In one smooth motion he lifts me, my wet legs wrapping tight around his waist, and then he’s pushing into me — slow, so he can watch.The thick head of his cock stretches my pussy open inch by torturous inch while he holds my gaze, eyes dark and burning with something so much deeper than lust.He sinks in deep, never looking away, until he’s buried to the hilt and I’m gasping at how completely he fills me.He stays there, hips flush to mine, letting me feel every thi

CHAPTER 279: OUR FIRST DINNER

EMBER’S POVA scream rips out of my throat before I can stop it. I flinch violently backwards, clutching the towel to my chest, my wet shoulders hitting the tile.Knox goes from relaxed to instantly, terrifyingly lethal in a millisecond.A deafening, inhuman snarl tears out of him as he shoves me firmly behind his massive back.His muscles lock tight, his claws already tearing through his fingertips, ready to slaughter whoever is standing on the other side of that wood.And then the bathroom door opens.“I thought you two might be hungry!”I come about a foot off the floor.Knox’s arm clamps around me like a vice, a second snarl building in his chest, and there, standing fully in the open doorway, is Hale.Hands clasped under her chin, beaming at us through the steam like she’s wandered into a tea party.“Oh, goddess,” I exhale, the breath trembling out of me in a soft, shaky rush as my racing heart slams against my ribs.“What the fuck, Hale,” Knox growls, the words tearing out of hi

CHAPTER 280: WELCOME, LADY EMBER

EMBER’S POVI just stare at her.I am desperately trying to find a polite, socially acceptable response to the fact that his cousin just asked about our sex life, but my brain has completely short-circuited.I don’t understand her gameplay. I don’t understand the rules of whatever twisted, psychological chess match she is playing, but the sheer, unblinking avidity in her eyes makes my skin crawl.Knox’s silverware hits the table with a sharp, violent crack.“Shut your fucking mouth, Hale.” His voice is laced with such a pure, creeping disgust that the temperature in the room instantly plummets. He looks genuinely repulsed by her. “If you ever speak about what happens behind my bedroom doors again, I will have you physically thrown out of this house.”Hale doesn’t even flinch. She just gives a little chiming laugh, completely unbothered by his rage.“Oh, don’t be a prude, Knoxie. We’re all adults here. I just want to know everything about the girl who finally caught you.” She tilts her

CHAPTER 281: SLEEP, MY LOVE

EMBER’S POVThen she is gone, and the room lets its breath out, and I realize my hand is shaking around the fork.Knox takes it. The fork, then the hand. Pries my fingers open gently and folds them up in his.“I’m sorry,” he says. Low. Just for me. “She’s— she was always strange. Lonely kid, strange grown woman, in and out of this house her whole life with no one to tell her how to be around people. I didn’t think she’d—” He stops. His jaw works. “I should have warned you. I didn’t think. I’m sorry.”“It’s fine.” It isn’t fine. My skin still feels wrong where she’d touched it.“It’s not.” He brings my knuckles to his mouth. “But it will be. I’ll handle it. Not tonight. Tonight you eat something, because if you don’t, Marjorie cries, and I cannot take two crying women in one evening, I’m only one man.”He nudges my plate toward me, and the grin comes back, careful, coaxing, pulling me back from the cold place Hale put me in.“Eat. It’s good. She’s been cooking since Nathaniel called to

CHAPTER 282: BREATHE, KNOX

KNOX’S POVEmber falls asleep mid-sentence.One moment she is saying something about the cousin, and the next her voice goes soft and trailing, and her breathing evens out, and she is gone, just like that, the way only someone running on nothing can sleep.Like a light switching off.I lie there in the dark and listen to her breathe.The Sovereign settles around us the way it always does at this hour—the old beams contracting in the cold, the distant rush of the gorge echoing far below.I know every sound this house makes. I catalogued them on the nights I couldn’t sleep after moving from Zruch. After my dad died.After I killed him.Back then, memorising those noises was the difference between a bad night and a worse one.It was how I learned to tell the difference between the house talking to itself, and the sound of something coming for me.Thirty-odd years and I still do it without thinking—still map every creak and draft and silence, still file them, still know in my sleep when s

CHAPTER 283: SOMETHING STRANGE

KNOX’S POVWhich meant someone had been watching the lodge. Someone who knew what was happening inside it, knew when it went wrong, knew where to find him and what he’d need.Ten surgeons in private cars in the dead of night didn’t organise themselves out of goodwill. That was money, connections, and a contingency plan put in place before they were needed.Who?Logan was the obvious answer — he was there that night, been circling Ember’s orbit for long enough to have built that kind of infrastructure.But Logan was sitting in a holding cell right now, and the timing didn’t fit cleanly enough.James, then. Patient, long-game James, who had used Harrison as a weapon and Harrison’s death as cover, who had been building something ugly for years.James who would need Rafael alive if Rafael was still useful.Or someone I hadn’t named yet. Someone I hadn’t considered, because I’d been so certain Rafael was dead that I’d stopped looking for the people who might have wanted him otherwise.That

CHAPTER 284: THE STRANGE COUSIN

KNOX’S POVI sit in the quiet for a long time after that, turning Marjorie’s words over in my head.She has run this house since before I was King. She keeps the staff in line, serves as a maternal figure to half the people under this roof, and she does not panic over shadows. If she says something is wrong, it is.And then there is my cousin, Hale.I wish I could say there was a time when she wasn’t so strange, but she has been exactly like this since the day I moved to the Sovereign. Despite her bizarre fixations, we have never been close. We are dining companions, nothing more, speaking only when the affairs of running the estate demand it.She was close to Celeste. Some might have even called them best friends when my late wife was still alive.But even that doesn’t explain this. Grief doesn’t explain putting on a dead woman’s clothes and dancing alone in the dark. And it sure as fuck doesn’t explain casually opening a bathroom door to watch me take my woman in the shower.I drag

CHAPTER 285: MUFFINS AND APOLOGIES

EMBER’S POVI wake, reaching for him.My hand goes out across the sheets before my eyes are even open, the way it’s been doing since Alaska, since some animal part of me decided that the first thing it needs to confirm every morning is that Knox Volkov is still where I left him.The sheets are cold.The dent in the pillow is there, but the warmth in it is gone, long gone, hours gone, and for one ugly second my whole chest seizes up and the bad thoughts come fast and stupid.He’s gone, something happened, Rafael, the council, they came in the night, and I slept through it.And I’m sitting up gasping at nothing before my brain catches up to my body and reminds me that I am a grown woman in a bed the size of a small country and the man is almost certainly downstairs doing king things.“Get it together,” I tell the empty room.The empty room does not respond.The empty room is enormous and beautiful, full of soft, expensive luxuries, and with a fire that someone has clearly come in and te

CHAPTER 286: WELL DONE

EMBER’S POVShe checked on me. Twice. In the night. In the room with the tended fire, the room I share with Knox, the room she walked into uninvited last night.I look at her, and she’s already moved on, fussing with a teapot, completely unbothered, and I tell myself there are a dozen normal explanations and not one of them makes the crawl on the back of my neck lie back down.I’m still sitting with that when the young nervous maid reaches across to set down a dish and catches the edge of Hale’s tray with her sleeve, and one of the muffins tips, and rolls, and drops onto the floor with a soft thud.The room changes temperature.“Oh, you stupid—” Hale’s voice comes out fast and low and absolutely nothing like the cooing thing she’s been using on me all morning, and her hand shoots out and closes around the girl’s wrist hard enough that the girl gasps. “Do you have any idea how long those took? Do you have the first idea what I—”“It was an accident,” I say.I don’t decide to say it.It

CHAPTER 287: RAYANA’S TIMER

EMBER’S POV“Eat something first—”“I will. After.” I won’t, and she knows I won’t, and she lets me go anyway.I find the medical wing by following the smell of antiseptic, and I get there just in time to catch the worst possible thing, which is them rolling her in.Rayana.On a gurney, wheeled fast and careful by two people in scrubs, an IV pole rattling beside her, a tangle of tubing, a monitor already ticking out the small green proof that she’s still here.Her platinum hair is spread against the pillow and her face is slack in a way I have never once seen it, all the clever wit and dramatics, gone.She looks small. Rayana has never in her life looked small.“Wait—” I’m moving before I think, reaching for the gurney rail. “Rayana — can I just—”“Stay back, please.” A nurse, kind but immovable, puts herself between me and the gurney without quite touching me. “Let us get her settled.”They wheel her through a set of doors, and I hover at the threshold, useless, my hands empty at my

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