All Chapters of Crimson Moon Bound To The Lycan King : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Theron The guard retreats when he sees her shoulders drop in surrender. “You were saying?” Anya mumbles a string of guttural words in her native tongue, Mhorl. From the curling of her lip and the way her brown irises burn, I do not need a translator to know she is cussing me out. Jareth steps closer to the iron bars. “English, please. Considering how different we are from each other, we would appreciate some subtitles.” “Would Your Majesty like me to make the prisoner comply?” the guard asks. I can see his hand tightening on the pliers. I wave him off. “You may return to your station. I will handle it from here.” Once his footsteps fade into the deeper parts of the blocks, I focus back on my prisoner. “We were talking about Fatedkiss.” Anya exhales. “They used that poison on her multiple times, but her beast always came back. Didn’t matter how much they beat her to weaken her body, the beast always found its way back to life, refusing to stay down.” The thought of Zephyra b

Theron At the dining table, Zephyra sits a chair away from me. She’s eating slowly, pushing food around her plate more than actually eating. She hasn’t said a word since we sat down. The silence between us feels tense, like it’s waiting for one of us to break it.When I see she is almost finished, I begin the questioning. “You are not eating as fast as you normally do.”She drops her spoon into the soup bowl. “Things…changed.”“Changed how? Is the food no longer to your taste?”“My tongue finally got used to the taste of real food. After trying different things, it’s just easier to control the hunger,” she explains.I lift my water glass and tilt my head. “You couldn’t taste anything before?”She nods. “It only started after I got to the palace.”‘She really was poisoned. The witch wasn’t lying,’ Grimm says. He’s watching her every move.It could still be a setup. For all I know, this is a play she and the Stone Heart crew scripted before she even got here.‘The beatings were real. Y

Zephyra I wake up to find clothes laid out on the bed. It’s just a simple pair of trousers and a plain shirt. They are not mine, but they look like they will fit my frame well enough. Theron is gone. He is not in the room or the bathroom. Perhaps he is at the palace handling business or speaking to the witch who claims to know me. Anya… I sit up on the edge of the mattress, breasts exposed to the cool morning air, closing my eyes to focus. Where have I seen her before? Heard her name? She said she knows me, but nothing comes up. No face. No memory. Everything’s blank. “Anya. Anya. Anya.” I whisper the name repeatedly, hoping for a flash of a face or a scrambled memory to surface, but nothing comes. There is only the dark light behind my eyelids. Groaning in frustration, I open my eyes and force myself up. I take a hot bath and dress quickly. As I shrug the shirt on, I realize it is far too large for me. The sleeves hang past my hands and the rest of the cloth pools around

Zephyra Everything he does to me makes my body tremble. I want him more than I thought I ever would. He pushes his thumb deeper until there is no more skin to push, then slowly pulls it out, only to slide it back in. He does the same thing over and over again while I imagine it is his warm, thick cock in my mouth. Roxy taught me about that. She showed me different techniques that are guaranteed to make a shifter go wild. She told me that females put the male’s genitals into their mouths and back then, I felt tormented by the thought. I could never comprehend how someone could put something like that in a mouth meant for eating. It made no sense. But now, I beg to differ. I let my tongue caress his skin before sucking gently, coating him in my warm saliva. The gray in his eyes vanishes, replaced by a darkness similar to the night sky during a dim moonlight. He tilts his head and pulls his face closer to mine. There is so much silence between us that I feel the tension more

Zephyra Between the massive, muscled Lycan guards watching every move I make and the imposing door to the beautiful home in front of me, I’m not sure which is causing the sharper spike in my heart rate. I knew something was wrong when Theron left in such a hurry. I just didn't think his delay would result in me being hauled to a different part of the palace grounds. “Consort Zephyra.” One of the guards calls my name. I take a deep breath before doing what they’re obviously waiting for. I knock on the wooden door. Once… four times. I wait for a response, almost hoping for none so I can go back. It was better staying in that large, empty mansion than being brought to Khaisha’s home. Someone whose trust in me is probably shattered now because I lied. The door opens some seconds before my fifth knock. A small girl, maybe nine? stands there with big, round jade eyes. I have never seen green eyes look so sublime. She doesn’t look scared of me like I expected. Instead, she yawns, l