All Chapters of The Northern Alpha King’s Sweet Temptation: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Emi’s POV)I know if Lucian wanted to that he could go for hours. Maybe even days. I’m not stupid. He’s an Alpha. An Alpha’s stamina is legendary. His appetite is insatiable. I’ve heard all these kinds of stories — the kind that makes wolves in heat beg for relief.After our first time, he carried me into the shower and let the hot spray clean our bodies. I watched him draw me a bath afterward with all these luxurious soaps and salts. While I soaked my sore and aching body, he must’ve had the bedsheets changed.I realize quickly that nobody talks about the compassionate nature of an Alpha to his actual mate. For all his dark promises, he didn’t touch me afterwards. He tucked me in his arms skin-to-skin and fell asleep. There wasn’t even morning sex. He had woke up before me. Instead, I found the medicine left on the nightstand for me. My pussy absolutely ached from being stretched and used. Even though, I felt the deep pain every time I moved, the satisfaction of what it meant made

(Emi’s POV)I’m not comfortable with Lucian spending money on me especially when I see how much he’s spending. For a florentine omelette served a side of fruit and a mimosa, it cost the amount of half the total the shop would make in a full day. How is that even possible?I can’t even tell him not to, because he told me he’d get it for me whether I changed my mind or not. I chew my bottom lip as I stare at the fancy packed meal. I feel Lucian’s eyes on me.“Emi, I’ll feed you myself if you don’t dig in,” he warns me in amusement.My eyes meet his. “But it costs—”“I’m well aware of how much it costs, little one,” he interrupts with a sigh. “Now dig in before it gets cold.”His eyes return to the laptop screen. With his eyes no longer focused on me, I glance down at the food in front of me. It does look and smell so good. I sigh before I take a bite and begrudgingly enjoy it. This is what expensive food tastes like. I get why it tastes the way it does, but money isn’t something that I

“What do you think?”This is the second location that Lucian secretly has ushered me into by going through the back way in the staff hallway. I twirl around the area, taking in the view of the place. I recognize the familiar surroundings by the pictures he showed me earlier.This location is right by the corporate sector. It actually overlooks the front desk. I might’ve been drawn to the location, because the location has a hidden door that lead to a secret hallway that only Lucian can access. This hallway connects to an elevator that leads up to another hidden, secret hallway that connects to his office as well as to another elevator to his penthouse suite.Usually this shop location is devoid of any occupancy due to the fact it is the only one connected to this secret network of hallways. This means I can have direct access to him and he can have direct access to me.“Even if it wasn’t ideal, I probably wouldn’t complain,” I admit with a shrug while inspecting the back area of the s

(Emi’s POV)My birth name wasn’t Emi Moon. Once upon a time, my name was Emerald Amethyst and my sister’s name was Opal Amethyst. We were the surviving daughters of our famous parents, Gerald and Sapphire Amethyst, who were widely known archeologists.“You didn’t, did you?”I shake my head.“Emi, you need to tell him,” she whispers to me. The concern seeps into her words and voice. “One day, you’ll come face to face with the wolf who killed our parents and he’ll know who you are by your eyes alone. He already put our parents in a grave. What do you honestly think he’ll do to you?”I breathe in and out. I know what he would do to me. I never told her. I never told anyone that happened that night. Nobody knows I was there that night except the late Northern Alpha King and the late Northern Beta. Those traumatic memories still haunt me, because I never could speak a word.Breathe one word meant he would come for me and my sister. “I know what he’d do,” I say.My heart races and my thou

(Emi’s POV)Life continues even when everything has shattered like a fragile glass of red wine striking the hard floor. Irreparable shards — remnants of an ordinary life — scatters about crimson, soaking in like spilt blood. It’s hard to breathe, but I’m breathing in and out.Sylvie isn’t her bright, vivid self anymore. I don’t expect her to revert back fully either. Not until we’re safe from danger. I want to tell her we’re going to be fine, but life is unexpected. I might bake sweet things, but I don’t sugarcoat things like this. You can’t.“So he’s setting up an entire new identity for us in the Western Territory?” she repeats quietly as we eat breakfast at the crack of dawn. I couldn’t sleep last night. I’ve been a bundle of nerves. A part of me screams to just come clean to Lucian and trust the bond, but there’s a part of me that feels like my life’s not a fairytale. I won’t get the happy ending I crave.In the real world, wolves like him don’t even up with common folk like me