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Emily's POV He claimed my lips again, slower this time, savoring each touch. His hands rested on my waist before sliding lower, pulling me impossibly close to him.My hands trailed along his thick neck. He turned me gently, my back meeting the bed as his broad body caged me in. Every brush of his lips and tongue sent shivers racing through me, pooling low between my legs and coiling tight in my chest.I pressed into him, craving more. My hands grew bolder, sliding over his bare chest, tracing the hair along his torso down toward his waist. His breathing deepened, and his kisses grew urgent, grounding himself against my touch.I didn’t hesitate. My fingers brushed the waistband of his pants, feeling the hard evidence of him. He groaned low into my mouth, tensing beneath me. When I wrapped my hand around him, gentle at first, he pulled back just enough to lock eyes with me. His storm-grey gaze burned with raw hunger.“You can still stop me,” he murmured, voice low and unrelenting.I sw

Malric’s POVI was stunned to discover my little fire had never been touched before. The realization undid something inside me completely. And yet, beneath that shock, anger thumped immediately in my chest. Anger at myself for touching her at all, knowing the situation with the Luna healer I was meant to bond with.Still… one thing was certain above all else.I wanted to protect her with my life. I wanted to make her happy, no matter what it cost me.Her small back pressed into my chest, and it took every shred of restraint not to mark her as mine. Even so, I couldn’t resist leaving my scent on her…for her safety… and to warn off any tomcat who might dare think to touch what wasn’t his.I had taken countless women before, but none had ever affected me like this. None had ever undone me the way she did.And still, I craved more.My hardened length pressed against her backside, and her soft whimper only made my control strain further. That sound did something dangerous to me. I wanted i

Emily’s POV “Beta Theodore. Is there any problem?” I asked, my hands resting on the open door.“Could we speak for a moment?” His tone was clipped.“Sure.” I nodded, stepping out fully to meet him.He inhaled sharply, arms akimbo as if choosing his words with care. Then he exhaled again.“I trust you’re aware the King has a future queen.”The words struck like a quiet blow. My fingers tightened slightly on the edge of the door as I held my gaze steady. “Yes,” I said. “I’m aware.”“Good,” he nodded once. “Then I don’t have to say much. The woman the Lycan King intends to crown is my daughter.”My stomach dipped. I stood there like a statue, heat rising to my face as the realization dawned on me.Theodore… was Sharina’s father?I was still trying to absorb that when his next words threw me off balance.“I can smell His Majesty’s scent on you. Proof enough of what had happened between you overnight.”His gaze lingered a moment too long, and I suddenly felt stripped bare, especially wit

Malric's POV“I really don’t want any of this anymore”Her words stuck in my skull, echoing long after she’d said them.I didn’t know how many times I would have to remind her she was terrible at lying. But something in the way she said it made me hold back.Something didn’t sit right. She hadn’t looked like this after what we shared this morning. And when I replayed every moment in my head, nothing I’d done seemed extreme enough to provoke such a shift.I glanced at the tiny, stubborn creature sitting rigidly beside me. Her gaze was fixed on the window, watching the world blur past as the car moved. Quiet and likewise tensed.She sneezed twice in quick succession.I pulled a handkerchief from my jacket. “Here.”She shook her head and sneezed again into her hands.I didn’t wait. I caught her chin and wiped her nose before she could protest, but she jerked back anyway.The flash of outrage in those striking blue eyes almost made me huff.“Clean yourself,” I said, pushing the cloth into