All Chapters of Spit On Me Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sylvara POVThey didn’t give me time to argue.Two guards stepped forward, tense, hands hovering near their weapons like they expected me to attack at any second. I almost laughed at that. Almost. Instead, I straightened my spine and walked on my own.“I can walk,” I said calmly.They hesitated, then stepped back, clearly relieved.The corridors felt different now. Quieter. Every wolf we passed froze, pressed against walls, and lowered their gaze. Some bowed their heads. Others stared with open fear before quickly looking away.That was the worst part.Not the council.Not the sealed chamber waiting for me.But the way everyone looked at me like I was no longer… normal.Then I saw Talia standing near one of the arches, and my chest tightened.She didn’t step toward me like she always did.She stayed where she was.Her eyes were wide, guarded. Careful.It hurt more than I expected.“Talia,” I said softly.She flinched. Actually flinched.“I…” She swallowed, forcing a smile that didn’t

Sylvara POV“You want more?” he whispered, voice rough with need, with hunger that made my skin prickle.I nodded, unable to speak. My chest rose and fell too fast, lips still burning from his. Every part of me leaned toward him without thinking, drawn by heat, by gravity, by him.He smiled slowly, dark and knowing, then kissed me again.This time it wasn’t rushed. It was slow. Intentional. Like he wanted to feel every second of it.His mouth claimed mine with deep, lingering pressure, teasing and unhurried. He kissed me until my thoughts blurred, until the world narrowed down to the slide of his lips, the faint scrape of his breath, the way his hands settled on my waist like he was grounding himself there.My body melted into his.I could feel the restraint in him, the control coiled tight beneath the surface, and it made everything hotter. His thumb brushed along my jaw, then under my chin, tilting my head just enough to deepen the kiss. I gasped softly, and he took advantage of it,

Before I could react, he stood up, moving towards me, and suddenly his lips were on my nipple. Heat shot through me, making me gasp and arch into him without thinking. His mouth was hot, hard, and relentless, teasing and sucking at the same time.I clenched my fists, fingers tangling in the couch fabric as a shiver ran down my spine. Every nerve in my body screamed for more, my mind a mix of shame and desperate need.“Ahh… Kaelen…” I breathed out, my voice shaky, betraying just how much I wanted him.He hummed against my skin, a low, dark sound that sent a thrill straight to my core. I could feel his hands on my waist, steadying me, claiming me completely. My body was on fire, and I was utterly helpless under his touch.He sucked harder, biting and flicking, every second torturing, his tongue flicking over my nipple, making my back arch and a whimper slip from my lips. My pussy is dripping.. I wanted him to touch me. So bad..Then, just as suddenly, he pulled back, letting my breast g

His hands finally pulled back, just enough to leave me trembling.My chest heaved, and my skin still tingled from the heat of him. His eyes locked on mine… dark, smoldering and I felt every unspoken word hang heavy in the air.“That’s all for now,” he murmured, his voice low, steady, but still rough with need. “I think… my little distraction helped calm your thoughts a bit.”I blinked, torn between relief and frustration. I wanted more. Needed more. And I could see in his eyes that he knew it. I tried to plead with him silently, my gaze soft, vulnerable, desperate, letting him see just how much I needed him.He caught it. Without a word, he leaned in and kissed me again…hard, deep, possessive. My pulse jumped. My knees nearly buckled under him. When he pulled back, his lips hovered near mine, his forehead brushing softly against me.“It’s going to be a long fight with the council,” he said, his voice low and steady, both promise and warning in one. “But… they won’t have it easy either

KAELEN POV The silence between us stretched, tight as a drawn blade.For a moment neither of us moved. The torches crackled softly along the walls, their light flickering over Aedric’s carefully controlled expression. He had already rebuilt his mask… calm, regal, untouchable.But I had seen it.That hatred.That crack.I straightened slowly, forcing my breathing to steady. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me lose control.He adjusted the cuffs of his sleeve like this was nothing more than a minor disagreement. Like we hadn’t just torn open a twelve-year-old wound.“Temper has never suited you, Kael,” he said quietly. “It clouds your judgment.”I stared at him for a long moment, memorizing his face in the firelight. My brother. My rival. My enemy.“Good night, brother,” I said at last, my voice flat and cold.His brow lifted slightly, as if surprised by my calm.I stepped around him, brushing past his shoulder deliberately. “Sleep well,” I added, my tone carrying more wa