All Chapters of TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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CHAPTER 21: ALLERGIC TO FOREVER

KNOX'S POVThe doctor clears Ember within the hour.I carry her back to the penthouse myself—not because she can't walk, but because I need to feel her weight in my arms, need the confirmation that she's solid and breathing and safe.She doesn't protest. She just rests her head against my chest and lets me take her home.By the time we reach the penthouse, it's nearly two in the morning. Ember kicks off her heels the second we're through the door and collapses onto the couch, still wearing that beautiful dress that has been spinning my mind.She looks exhausted. Wrung out. Like she's been through a war."Come on," I say, offering my hand. "Let's get you cleaned up."She takes it without argument.In the bathroom, I help her out of the dress—carefully, reverently—and wrap her in one of the oversized robes hanging on the door. She washes her face while I start the shower, getting the temperature just right."I've got it from here," she says quietly.I nod and leave her to it, even thoug

CHAPTER 22: HIS LOCKED SECRET

KNOX’S POVQueenie probably filled in some blanks. But hearing Ember say it out loud feels like reopening a wound that never properly healed."What do you want to know?" I ask, keeping my voice carefully neutral."Whatever you're willing to tell me."I stare at the ceiling, jaw tight. "Celeste was my true mate. We met when I was twenty-six. Bonded within a year. I thought she was everything I'd ever need.""What happened?""She betrayed me. With my best friend." The words come out flat, clinical. "In our bed."Ember makes a small, wounded sound. "I'm so sorry.""It was a long time ago.""That doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt."I don't respond to that. I can't."How did she die?" Ember asks gently.My hands curl into fists under the covers.The memory hits me like it always does—visceral, brutal, unavoidable.Finding them together. The rage that consumed me, white-hot and all-consuming. My wolf taking over, ripping through my control like paper.Everything after that is a door I kee

CHAPTER 23: COLD SHEETS, COLDER NEWS

EMBER'S POVI wake to cold.Not the gentle chill of early morning, but the particular emptiness that comes from sleeping alone in a bed that was, moments before, full of another body's warmth.My hand reaches across the sheets and finds nothing but cool fabric and the indentation where Knox's head was pressed into the pillow. The bedside clock reads 4:17 AM.I should stay in bed. Should roll over and go back to sleep like a rational person.Instead, I'm padding barefoot through the penthouse, following some instinct I don't quite understand. It's not fear. It's something closer to need.I find him at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the ones that frame the snow-covered Cascade peaks like nature's most expensive painting.He's standing with his back to me, shirtless, and fuck, he's so goddamn attractive. Gray sweats hanging so low I can see the dimples at the base of his spine.Muscular broad shoulders, tapered waist, the kind of back that makes you want to sink your na

CHAPTER 24: MY SWEET HUSBAND

EMBER'S POV"That's far enough." Knox's voice is quiet, but the threat underneath is unmistakable.Gale doesn't seem bothered. He just holds up the gifts, his expression settling into wounded understanding."I heard about her panic attack at the dinner," he says, and his voice is so gentle it's almost worse than anger. "I know what helps her. I just wanted to make sure she's okay.""How thoughtful." Knox doesn't move. "Breaking and entering to deliver... what exactly?""Her favorite macarons. Her anxiety medication." Gale looks past Knox to me, his eyes soft with concern. "I've known Ember far longer than you have. I know what she needs during these episodes. Do you?"The dig lands exactly where Gale intended. I know her better than you ever will."What I know," Knox says, "is that you're in my home uninvited at three in the morning. What I know is that security had to physically restrain you. What I know is that this constitutes breaking and entering, and I have every right to have y

CHAPTER 25: SLAPPING HIM

EMBER'S POVThen the door flies open.Knox is there like an avenging demon. He doesn't hesitate or ask needless questions. He grabs Gale by the front of his sweater and flings him across the room like he weighs nothing.Gale crashes into the wall hard enough to crack the plaster, and Knox positions himself between us, every line of his body radiating violence barely contained."I warned you once already," Knox says, and his voice is death itself. "This is the last time I'll use words. Next time, I'll let my claws do the talking.""She hit me," Gale sputters, struggling to his feet. "Did you see that? She assaulted me.""What I saw was you grabbing her wrist hard enough to bruise." Knox takes a step toward him, and Gale actually backs up. "What I saw was your hand going for her throat. What I saw was a pattern of abuse that apparently didn't end when she left you.""I was trying to help her. Trying to protect her from—""From what? From me?" Knox laughs, and it's a terrible sound. "Tha

CHAPTER 26: AGAINST THE GLASS

EMBER'S POVI sob, nodding frantically, the image burning into my brain."I'd let the whole world watch—just don't stop—""That's my perfect omega," he praises, voice dripping sin, hand sliding from my hair to collar my throat, fingers pressing into the sides just enough to make me lightheaded, just enough to make every sensation sharper. "My greedy, cock-drunk little slut. No one else gets this. No one else gets to watch you fall apart. Say it.""Only you—only ever you—Knox—"He bites down on my shoulder hard enough to mark, hard enough that I'll see his teeth in my skin tomorrow, and I moan so loud it echoes.His hips snap faster, deeper, the head of his cock dragging over that spongy spot inside me that makes me see white."Mine," he snarls against my skin, licking over the bite mark, soothing and savage at once. "This cunt, these tits, these pretty screams—mine to wreck, mine to bruise, mine to fill until it's leaking out of you."His phone starts ringing.For a second, I fear he

CHAPTER 27: THE ELEVATOR AMBUSH

EMBER'S POVThe penthouse door clicks shut behind me and I stand there for a moment, trying to make sense of the last four hours.At 4 AM, Knox was inside me, calling me his, telling me no one else gets to touch me, fucking me against the window like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.By 5 AM, he was cold. Clinical. Reminding me our relationship is fake while I stood there naked and confused.And for the three hours since? He's been on the phone. Endless calls, endless business, endless distance.I showered alone. Dressed alone. Ate breakfast alone while he paced the living room talking to someone about pack territory disputes, never once looking in my direction.When I told him I was leaving for the spa, he didn't even pause his conversation. Just crossed the room, pressed a brief kiss to my forehead like I was a child being sent off to school, and went right back to his call.That's it. That's what I got.A forehead kiss. After everything.I catch my reflection in the

CHAPTER 28: MY BABY GIRL

EMBER'S POVRafael raises one hand in a pleasant wave, completely unbothered by the murder in my security chief's eyes."Enjoy your spa day, Ember," Rafael says, stepping aside to let me exit. "And remember—Knox collects broken things because he thinks he can fix them. But I don't think you're as broken as he believes. I think you're something else entirely.""And what's that?"His smile widens. "Dangerous. In the best possible way."The elevator doors close on his face, and Nathaniel is at my side immediately, practically vibrating with protective fury."Are you alright? Did he touch you? I'll kill him. I'll—""I'm fine," I cut him off, tucking Rafael's card into my dress pocket without examining it further. "He just wanted to introduce himself."Nathaniel looks like he wants to argue, but he swallows it down with visible effort."I'm reporting this to Knox.""Do what you need to do."Part of me wonders what Knox will think when he hears another Alpha cornered me in an elevator. Part

CHAPTER 29: SEVENTEEN AND AUCTIONED

EMBER'S POV My baby girl. Like she didn't cut me off without a second thought eight years ago. Like she didn't ignore every call, every text, every desperate attempt I made to reach her during the worst years of my marriage. "Mother," I say, and even I can hear how flat it sounds. We are already scheduled for lunch. What are you doing here?" "Spending time with my daughter, of course! I thought we could have a spa day. Just the two of us." She finally notices Queenie standing beside me and her smile tightens almost imperceptibly. "And your... friend. How nice." "Queenie," I say. "She's staying." Something flickers in Devika's eyes—irritation, maybe, or calculation—but she recovers quickly. "The more the merrier! Now, I've heard the hot stone massage here is absolutely divine. And the caviar facial! We simply must try everything." She's already steering us toward the treatment menu, already ordering the most expensive options, already waving her hand dismissively at staf

CHAPTER 30: GOOD BYE, MOTHER

EMBER'S POV "I warned you from the start that marrying that low-class nobody would be your downfall. I had Alphas lined up for you—wealthy, powerful men who could have given you everything. But no, you wanted love." She spits the word like it's dirty. "You chose that spineless pig over the future I built for you. So don't you dare blame me for what he did. You made your choice. You lived with the consequences. It's not my fault you couldn't handle the realities of being an omega wife." "Handle the— he broke my ribs! He choked me until I passed out! He told me every day that I was worthless and stupid and lucky he didn't kill me!" "Then you should have been smarter about managing him." The words land like a physical blow. I actually stagger backward. "That's your response?" I whisper. "Your daughter tells you she was abused and you think she should have managed him better?" Devika's lip curls. "You always were dramatic. And if Gale knocked some sense into you occasionally, maybe

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