All Chapters of The Beast's Ugly Wife: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I was trying to stay calm, but a part of me was so nervous that I could feel my head spinning, like I was about to faint."What's all this about?" Noah asked me quietly, his voice sharp, making it very clear that he had realized long ago that I had orchestrated all of this.“Just do what your mother says.” I pleaded, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it trying to escape my chest “Please.”“You…” he sighed as if hesitating, but finally, he took a step forward, his hand slowly sliding out of mine, until he moved away from me and went to stand near his mother and brother.“Please, Goddess…” I prayed softly, my whole body cold as ice. “Please, let this work…”

“Uh… Noah…” my small, stubborn, and incredibly reckless wife murmured on my shoulder “Shouldn’t you put me down? You might end up hurting yourself…”“That’s why I put you there…” I pressed my cheek against her soft bottom, having to restrain myself from biting her flesh “That way I can use the damn cane and avoid taking us both to the ground,” I grumbled, inhaling her rosy scent to try and calm the tangle of emotions inside me.I was so proud of her for being brave enough to come up with that plan. I was so grateful that she had proven a truth that I had given up on. I was so angry that she had put herself at risk again, doing something so dangerous…I was so excited I could have mounted her right there in the middle of the dark hallway, sinking my teeth into her neck. My wolf was raging inside me, filling my mind with fantasies and pumping my blood with need. I think Holly was still saying something about her concerns for me, but I was so out of it I couldn't even understand her anymo

Oh, Holy Goddess. The mere moment he placed his hands on me, any rational thought simply vanished from my mind.Noah hadn't even come close to my intimacy again and I could already feel all that need flowing, enveloping me. My face was burning with shyness, but that part of me knew very well what it wanted. In fact, my whole body knew. I could feel my nipples, sensitive and sore, stretching beneath the fabric of my dress, as if they wanted to show themselves to Noah, even though he couldn't see them.I could never have imagined that I would be able to surrender myself in this way in a moment of pleasure… Or that I would desire things so… Profane.At that exact moment, as Noah's fingers traced my skin, I could feel his nails strangely sharp, as if his wolf was breaking free and growing its claws. I shou

I was running through the forest, with death chasing me.It was a very strange feeling of déjà vu. I knew something like this had happened to me before, but I couldn't remember where. God, I couldn't even think. My whole body was frozen with fear and panic, but my legs refused to stop, especially because of the growling sounds behind me.But what truly filled me with despair was the voice I heard behind me, mixed with the growls of an angry wolf.“I’m going to fucking rip your head off!” Noah yelled, and I could hear the sound of metal hitting something, as if he had drawn his sword from its sheath “Stop!”What… What was happening? Why was Noah yelling those things? Why was he chasing after me, sounding so full of hatred?He… He was trying to… Kill me?I woke with a start, a mess of sheets around me as I sat up in bed, looking around to make sure I was in my room, not in that dark forest… Being chased by my husband.“Goddess…” I gasped softly, pressing my legs against my chest as I tr

I didn't know how much time had passed since I began my prayers when I finally opened my eyes. The temple was as empty and silent as usual, and the statue of the Goddess seemed to be extending her hands only to me that day. I could complain that she wasn't listening to my prayers anymore lately, but that would be sacrilege on my part, after how everything had unfolded last week. She had probably listened to me enough times for a lifetime.Things were as calm as they used to be before the Nightmoor attack. The only difference was that now all the wolves in the pack seemed forced to greet and smile whenever they saw Noah. The children were a little better. They really seemed excited to see a hero passing by. Everyone else, however, always interacted with a mixture of hesitation, fear, and guilt. Not that Noah seemed