جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 40

Seraphina It's Raze behind the screen, screaming at the reporters to switch off the cameras while the High Priestess of my pack, lingers in the corner of the frame, her expression unreadable.Yeah, today was supposed to be my funeral which also meant the alpha transfer ritual day. I totally wanted to avoid seeing any of this, I always knew it would turn to a disaster.Evander glances over, his smile diminishing.Does he really suddenly hate me that much? Throughout the day, he's been giving me the bad eye.“What happened?” I ask, voice unsteady.“The alpha transfer ritual didn’t work,” he replies calmly, taking a sip. Of course it wouldn’t, not while I’m still alive. But what I don’t understand is why it seems to gladden him. I mean he seemed happy about it just a while ago.“I don’t understand,” I say, stepping closer to him and standing beside him.He sets his glass down and sits. “The High Priestess felt no alpha power in the bones brought to her. Do you know what this means?”I

Seraphina It’s a new day, and the last petitioner’s voice drones on in the hall. It even feels like a miracle that I lasted up till now. How does Ann even enjoy this?My mind can't even concentrate on the stories anymore, it keeps drifting back to yesterday and how beautiful my moment with Evander was.We had a good time, yet he hasn't spoken a single word to me today. I just woke up and couldn't find him. Even when I thought we would see each other at breakfast, he didn't show up.I really don't know what the problem is or how to fix it.Williams leans in, his breath brushing my ear. “He asked you a question.”The whisper jerks me back into the present. I blink hard and fix my gaze on the man standing below the dais. “What was your question?”The petitioner’s mouth tightens. “Lady Ann used to be more attentive.”Heads turn toward him, a low murmur rippling through the crowd. He looks around, chin lifting as if daring anyone to disagree. “I’m clearly saying what everyone else is thin

Evander I barge through the heavy doors of the High Priestess’s sacred chamber without slowing. An acolyte follows me, muttering like he has been since he opened the entrance door.“Alpha, please…now is not the right time..”“Time is no longer a luxury I can afford.” I move ahead.Inside, the air is thick with incense and old stone. Soft light filters through high, narrow windows, catching on polished silver bowls and hanging crystals that scatter faint moonlight across the floor even in daylight.The walls are carved with intricate lunar phases, ancient runes curling around them like living vines. At the far end, a large moon is etched deep into the rock, its surface smooth and gleaming. Beside it, a delicate carving of a woman stands in relief, her face serene, hands outstretched.The High Priestess is on her knees before the moon carving, no doubt praying to the moon goddess. For how long now? Yet the moon goddess continues to punish me for something that wasn't entirely my faul

Seraphina I walk out of the sitting room with the woman’s desperate words still ringing in my ears. In the corridor I nearly collided with Williams. He’s fully dressed, jaw tight, eyes dark with something bitter as he heads toward the front doors. He wouldn't even look at me.“Wait..it’s not what you think.”He stops and turns. The look he gives me is colder than any glare he’s ever thrown.“Tell me what it is then,” he says, voice low. “Tell me that it is otherwise not what I’m thinking.” He takes a step closer. “Tell me that you and my brother didn’t plan to ridicule me.”My throat tightens. “Please don’t act like you care about me. You yourself only wanted to get at him.”His brows furrow. “That could be right. But instead he throws you to me..just so it could be his narrative.” he takes another step. “Tell me, how good does it feel to be the used and the user at the same time?”“Please stop.” I look downwards, guilt clutching in my chest. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”He lowers

EvanderThe kiss deepens until it feels like I am trying to devour her lips, breath, every soft sound she makes. Heat floods through me, fierce and possessive as I spin her around so her palms brace against the edge of the table. My mouth trails down the side of her neck, tasting the salt of her skin while my hands push her dress up. Slowly I deep my hands into her panties and begin caressing her soft ass.She chuckles. I bend, using my teeth to slowly drag down her panties. Without hesitation, she pulls out one leg out of it, her whole body already in anticipation.“Stay still, my love.” I say, standing up again.Nothing wasting any further time, I thrust in my cock and bury myself inside her from behind. She gasps, fingers tightening on the wood. I grip her hips hard, pulling her back onto me again and again, each stroke deep and deliberate, hoping it's enough to make her forget my brother's touch entirely.She suddenly twists in my arms, turning to face me, and claims my mouth