บททั้งหมดของ In His Arms: The Alpha’s Temptress: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Penelope’s POVThe room exploded.Chairs scraped. Gasps. Hands slammed against wood. Even the guards exchanged looks.Elira’s face went pale.Her mouth opened. Then shut.She blinked fast like the truth just slapped her in front of everyone.“Pregnant?” Alpha Duncan shouted. “She’s not even mated! She’s not married!”He shot up from his chair, face red with fury.“This is a disgrace to the realm!” he yelled. “This is what we’ve come to?! Bastard pups in the court?!”Elira finally spoke, her voice shaking. “I… I don’t know what she’s talking about”“Liar,” I said smoothly.I looked at her belly. “You’ve been hiding it well. But not for long.”She looked at Ardan.And that was her mistake.Because when she did, everyone else did too.Ardan’s face turned to stone.“No one here cares about that,” he snapped. “This isn’t about a girl’s shame. This is about”“No,” Alpha Duncan barked. “This changes everything. You’ll shut up, Ardan, and you’ll let her speak.”Ardan clenched his teeth but sa

Penelope’s POVBut Julian tightened his grip on her. “Don’t even think about it,” he said under his breath, dragging her backward.“Let me go, Julian!” she shrieked. “Let me go this instant! Did you hear what she said?!”“I heard,” he muttered. “And you’re still leaving.”He pulled the door open and dragged her out of the room as she kicked and screamed out loud. Before he or she could blurt anything out-I slammed that door so hard the whole room shook.I was still breathing heavily. I stood there for a second gasping for air again. My palm was hot, stinging, and my cheeks too. I was also dirty, I think one of the sleeves were torn.I leaned back on the door and thought softly to myself, "What the hell just happened?"My body was shaking, I wasn't afraid, this was shaking from genuine outrage, confusion, and sadness.Why did she have such hate for me? What did I do to her?And why did Julian feel like he didn't even know who to protect? I sunk to the floor, hugging my knees, while te

Penelope’s POVFor a long second, he just stood there, staring down at me on the floor.His face was still hard, but something in his eyes… shifted. The anger was still there, yes, but behind it, I saw something else. Something warmer. Something almost like concern.And then, slowly, he stretched out his hand toward me.He didn’t say anything. Just stood there, arm out, waiting for me to take it.I looked at his hand. Big and strong.I didn’t take it.“I’m fine,” I said softly, brushing my hair back behind my ear. “The floor wasn’t dirty.”I looked down at my dress. It was still clean. No dust. No wrinkles. Thank the gods.Still… his hand stayed in the air, waiting.But I had other plans.I looked up at him slowly, biting the inside of my cheek as an idea sparked inside me.Instead of taking his hand, I shifted my body just a little.And then, without breaking eye contact, I slowly rose not to stand, but to kneel. Right in front of him.His brow twitched. Just a little.I reached up g

Callister’s POVI leaned down, kissing my way across his jaw and then down to his neck, letting my tongue slide across his skin. My hands slid down his shirt, fingers playing with the buttons, slowly pulling each one open.He caught my wrist for a moment, and I gave him a teasing look."You don't want me to stop," I said in a soft voice. "You need this. I know you do."Julian's eyes remained on me guardedly, but his hands were still on my waist. He was holding me there.So I leaned down further. I kissed his collarbone, teasing his skin with my teeth, and whispered, "Don't think. Just feel."I slid my hands down and started tugging at his belt. He was hard. I can feel it. And I knew he was trying so hard not to show it."You don't have to pretend," I said. "You want this. You want me.”But just when I thought I had himHe gently lifted me off his lap, set me down beside him, and shook his head slightly.“You need to shower, babe,” he said quietly. “You look a mess after fighting with

Julian's POVHer fingers stayed there, light and steady, like she could feel my heartbeat. Or control it.She looked up at me, lips barely parted. Her breath warm against my skin.“I turned you into something people trust,” she said. “Something Daemon doesn’t question. She smiled, slow and sharp.“You think any of that happened by chance?” she asked. “No, Julian. I built that.”She moved her hand down my chest, dragging it slowly down the middle of my shirt."And now I need to know," her voice falling lower, and smoother, "if you're still mine."I swallowed hard. My whole body was stiff, burning.She leaned closer. Her lips brushed my ear.“Kneel.”“Kneel for me,” she repeated, so soft, but there was steel behind it. Like the word wasn’t a request.I lowered myself to the floor.From where I knelt, all I could see was her.Bare. Glowing. Made to be touched.Her breasts were perfect, nipples so hard, looks like it’s begging for my mouth. Her waist pulled in smooth, her hips wide and s