He called me fat....I stole his uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

SELENA.The private lounge overlooked the entire eastern side of the kingdom.Soft, golden lights glowed beneath the glass, floor-to-ceiling windows, while distant mountains stretched endlessly beneath the moonlit sky. Somewhere far below, music drifted softly from the main palace halls, but up here everything felt quieter.More private.Like the rest of the world had disappeared entirely.I stared around the room slowly while Denver pulled out my chair for me.Candles flickered gently across the table between us, their warm light dancing across the dark wood and crystal glasses.“You did all this?” I asked softly.Denver looked almost offended.“Of course.”A laugh slipped from my mouth before I could stop it.Something about the terrifying Alpha King sounding personally offended that I questioned his ability to organize a date made warmth spread through my chest.He sat across from me, watching me carefully.And for once…There was no war in his eyes.No pressure.No desperation.Jus

Selena. The first light of dawn had barely touched the horizon when I woke to the feeling of Denver’s hard body pressed against my back, his arm draped possessively over my waist. His cock was already thick and heavy against my ass, twitching with morning need. Seven years apart had done nothing to dull the hunger between us. If anything, it had sharpened it into something insatiable.I turned in his arms, pressing a slow kiss to his chest before sliding lower. Denver’s golden eyes cracked open, watching me with that dark, predatory intensity that made my stomach flutter.“Selena…” His voice was rough with sleep and lust.“Shh,” I whispered, kissing down the hard ridges of his abdomen. “Let me take care of you, Alpha.”His hand fisted gently in my hair as I settled between his powerful thighs. Up close, his cock was even more intimidating—thick, veined, and already leaking at the tip. I wrapped my fingers around the base, barely able to close them fully, and looked up at him through

Aurora.The morning I arrived at Ravencroft University felt strangely unreal.For years, this place had existed only as a goal. A dream. An escape route.Now I was actually standing in front of it.I adjusted my backpack and stared through the massive iron gates as students moved across the campus in small groups, laughing and talking on their way to class. Some were human. Others weren't.Most people knew the truth about werewolves these days. They lived among humans, worked beside them, and studied alongside them. At least officially.Unofficially, things were different.Werewolves occupied the top of almost every social ladder they touched, and humans learned early not to get in their way. Especially at places like Ravencroft, where the children of powerful packs came to study.I should have been nervous.Instead, I felt hopeful.For the first time in years, nobody here knew me. Nobody knew about Richard, the schools I'd transferred through, or the names I'd spent years pretending d

Aurora.By the end of my second day at Ravencroft, I had come to a deeply concerning realization.My plan was working.I hadn't expected it to work.I had expected embarrassment. Regret. Possibly a public apology and a transfer request.Instead, people moved out of my way.Not dramatically. Nobody dove into the bushes or fled at the sight of me.But there was a difference.A subtle one.The kind you only notice if you spent years being the person people usually walked through instead of around.Nobody bumped my shoulder.Nobody made comments under their breath.Nobody looked at me and immediately decided I was the safest target in the room.For the first time in years, I wasn't bracing myself every time I entered a crowded space.The feeling was unsettling.And embarrassingly addictive.I was crossing the central courtyard between classes when I noticed two students approaching from the opposite direction. They were talking to each other right up until they saw me.Then both of them st

Aurora.By lunchtime, I was standing outside the Humanities building, trying to decide whether I had enough energy left to survive Professor Langley's afternoon lecture when three girls appeared in front of me.Not approached. Appeared.One second the path was clear. Next, they were blocking it.I stopped walking because they had very effectively stopped me from continuing.Nobody spoke immediately.The girl in the center folded her arms. She was tall, beautiful, and immaculately dressed—the sort of person who looked like she had never experienced an awkward phase in her entire life."You're Aurora."I glanced behind me before looking back at her."Last time I checked."The girl didn't smile. Her friends looked equally unimpressed.Fantastic. Another delightful social interaction."What exactly is your relationship with Alec and Maxwell?"I blinked.Of all the questions I had expected, that had not been one of them."My what?""Your relationship."I stared at her."They exist."Her exp