Seducing Alpha Jaxon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Aurora The moment I stood in front of the Black Wolf—with his throat under my hands—I'd expected to die. Completely. The second I stepped between Jaxon and that black, hulking monster with nothing but murder in its eyes... I knew I was choosing death. I didn't even understand why. A voice inside me simply whispered that I had to save Blackwood. So I listened. But when I finally faced the beast—he froze. He actually froze. The rage still churned off him, thick as smoke. Blood, soil, and that suffocating, nauseating power of his clung to the air... yet he didn't strike, not even when my claws extended. What in the gods' name was happening? I stared at him, confused, shocked that I was still breathing. My fingers loosened from his fur as I instinctively backed away, trying to meet h

Aurora I woke up—in my bed. Pain throbbed through every limb, needling itself deep, like thousands of tiny blades pressing into muscle and bone. And my mind... it was blank. Wiped clean. For a moment, everything from last night was nothing but fog. A blank, silent canvas. But then—The memory of the pack border being breached.The screams.The fight. It crashed back into me just as someone yanked open the curtains, flooding the room with sunlight. My eyes shifted to the figure by the window—Mom. "Hey, sweetie." She walked toward me with a soft, pained smile, sitting carefully on the edge of my bed. "How are you feeling?" "I'm fine. Just... injured a little during the fight," I murmured, rubbing the drowsiness from my eyes. "Is everyone safe?" "Yeah—thankfully no one died." Her exhale trembled.

Aurora"At this point everyone's going to think you and I have something going on, Aurora," Trevor stammered, he was a sweetheart indeed—too shy, too soft, god knew how he climbed all the ranks and ended up becoming a strong soldier like that, "I think it's better if we stop.""What? Are you scared of Ryan?" I laughed. The music had gotten louder and most people were already leaving. I spotted Mom and Dad heading out—Dad shot Trevor a look so sharp the poor guy nearly pissed himself.I was putting him through hell, but I'd keep him safe. I could be a bitch, not a monster."Ryan? No!" Trevor looked genuinely offended... until his eyes flicked to our left. And that time, real fear set in his eyes, "I'm afraid of Alpha Jaxon."My gaze snapped to Jaxon—on what, his tenth drink? Maybe more.Jane had left with some guy. I'd seen them go.So Jaxon stood alone at the bar—dead-eyed, rigid, and looking like he wanted to rip Trevor apart molecule by molecule. And knowing him? He could do it in m

AuroraI didn't even notice when we reached his house. Not once.What I did notice was him slamming the door shut and throwing me against it like he'd been starving for this—for me. His mouth crashed onto mine, rough, hungry, claiming, and I let him because I wanted it just as fucking bad. I wanted Jaxon Blackwood—however he was.My fingers tangled in his silky hair, yanking him closer as he devoured my lips. Devoured every sound I made. Devoured the sanity right out of me.His hands slid down my waist, grabbed, lifted—my legs wrapped around him, and his hard length pressed right against my pussy through the fabric. He didn't slow down; he carried me to his bedroom, kicked the door open, and the next second I was on the bed, back sinking into the mattress I already knew he was going to wreck me on. And I couldn't fucking wait for it.His lips never stopped.Never eased.Never let me breathe.I was losing myself and didn't even care.He found the zipper of my dress like he'd been waiti

AuroraI clung to Jaxon at the sound of his question, my nails sinking into his shoulders as if he were the only thing keeping me alive. The bed shook beneath us with every brutal, unrestrained thrust. He drove into me like a man possessed, and my walls tightened around him, clenching with each deep, devastating stroke—deeper than I ever thought my body could take.Holy shit...."You're killing me, Jaxon," I breathed, the words trembling as our eyes locked.Something flickered in his gaze—dark, hot, dangerous. He slowed, just barely, then caught my chin in his hand. His fingers were firm. His stare, unforgiving. He looked straight into me, as though he could see the frantic, shaking mess I was beneath him. He could, couldn't he? Yes. He fucking could."Don't worry," he murmured, his lips brushing mine—soft, intimate and painfully lethal. My pulse tripped over itself, "I won't let you die."God...Those words detonated inside me.My stomach flipped, my heartbeat stumbled, and the whol