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71. Something's up

Draven's POV The rage burned through my veins. Every muscle in my body screamed to tear those two fuckers apart for touching what was ours. But I didn't move. Kael had already beaten me to it. His hand wrapped around Collins's throat like a vice. The younger lycan's feet dangled uselessly above the ground. My wolf snarled inside my chest. 'Ours. She's ours. Make them all know.' I forced myself to breathe. To think past the red haze clouding my vision. Collins and Tommy weren't stupid. They'd been with us for years. We practically raised them after their father died in that rogue war. They were five then. Barely old enough to understand what death meant. Their mother never recovered from the loss. She died giving birth to them. We took them in. Put them in the lycan warriors program. Had the maids care for them when we couldn't. They knew the rules. Knew what it could mean for a wolf to fiercely protect a female. They wouldn't risk it. Not intentionally. So why was Collins's

72. Fucking her throat

Elara's POV My eyes fluttered open slowly, the world gradually coming into focus as we climbed the winding staircase together, their strong arms supporting me. Everything looked completely different now. Sharper, clearer, more vivid than I'd ever experienced before. Like someone had reached into reality itself and turned up the resolution on everything around me, bringing details into crystalline focus that I'd never noticed before. "Your eyes." The words tumbled out of my mouth. "They're so beautiful, both of you. So incredibly beautiful." Draven's grip on me tightened protectively, his fingers pressing into my skin with gentle concern. "What are you talking about?" "Like ice and storms mixed together." I reached up with one hand, my movements slightly uncoordinated but determined. My fingertips traced slowly along the sharp line of his jaw, feeling the slight stubble there. "So gorgeous. You're both so pretty it almost hurts to look at you." Kael walked steadily beside us, ke

73. Filling her up

Elara's POV I pulled back from Draven's cock just long enough to catch my breath and glance over my shoulder at Kael. He stood there watching us with hooded eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He moved then. Stalking towards us with predatory grace, completely focused. His hands found my hips first, strong and possessive. Then his lips pressed against the back of my neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin there while his fingers trailed lower, sliding beneath my shirt. I moaned around Draven's cock, the vibration making him curse and tighten his grip in my hair. "That's it, baby." Draven's voice was thick with pleasure, barely controlled. "Take it all." Kael's hands roamed my body possessively, kneading my breasts through my bra before reaching around to unfasten it. He pushed the fabric aside roughly and pinched my nipples, rolling them between his fingers. Pleasure shot straight between my legs. I hollowed my cheeks and took Draven deeper, letting him hit the bac

74. Befriend her

Hara's POV The healers' bay smelled like herbs and disinfectant, but all I could smell was my own humiliation. I lay on the stiff bed, my neck still throbbing despite the fact that my wolf had finally snapped the bones back into place. The pain was nothing compared to the rage burning through my veins. That bitch. That weak, pathetic bitch had actually broken my neck. When another timid maid entered with fresh bandages, I grabbed the tray from her hands and flung it across the room. "Get out!" I screamed, watching her scramble backwards. "All of you, get the fuck out!" The healer, a middle-aged lycan named Mira, tried approaching me with a bowl of medicine. "Beta Hara, you need to—" "I don't need anything from you!" I snatched the bowl and threw it at the wall. The ceramic shattered, splashing dark liquid everywhere. "Leave me the fuck alone!" Mira's lips pressed into a thin line, but she backed away. They all filtered out finally, leaving me alone with my fury. I stared at

75. Pure hatred

Hara's POV In that moment, seeing Elara stand in front of me holding that basket of fruits like some kind of peace offering, I knew exactly what I had to do. "Hara." Her voice came out soft. "I wanted to apologize for hurting you." The words hit me like a physical blow. Apologize? She wanted to apologize? Rage flooded through me so fast I nearly choked on it. My wolf snarled inside my chest, demanding I rip her throat out right here, right now. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, nails biting into my palms hard enough to draw blood. How dare she? How dare she stand there looking all humble and sorry when she'd stolen everything from me? I had been with Kael and Draven since forever. I'd trained beside them, fought beside them, bled beside them. I'd dedicated my entire existence to becoming worthy of them. Strong enough. Beautiful enough. Powerful enough. I was bred for this. Trained for this. My bloodline stretched back centuries, pure lycan royalty. I'd spent years perfe

76. Their suspicion

Draven's POV Waking up with Elara tucked between us had become my favourite part of the day. Her warmth pressed against my chest, her hair tickling my nose, the steady rhythm of her breathing. Kael was on her other side, one arm draped possessively over her waist. Perfect. This was perfect. Then she stirred, and I knew the peace wouldn't last. "I want to go with you today." She mumbled against my chest, her voice still thick with sleep. I groaned. "Not this again." "Yes, this again." She pushed herself up on one elbow, looking between me and Kael with those determined eyes that always got us in trouble. "I'm tired of sitting around like some damsel in a tower." "There's still danger out there." Kael said from her other side, his voice calmer than mine but just as firm. "And whoever pulled that stunt with your father is still out there." "Which is exactly why I should be with you!" She argued, her cheeks flushing with frustration. "I'm safer with you than anywhere else." She

77. Lame threat

Kael's POV I pulled out the photo that Draven had sent to me the other day and saw that it was very clear. This was Mason's. I dropped the phone and sighed and just then, my mind drifted back to last night. To Elara beneath us, between us, around us. The way she looked with Draven's tongue buried in her pussy and her mouth wrapped around my cock. The sounds she made when we both filled her, stretching her, claiming her. Fuck. I couldn't wait to see her with our mark on her, fully claimed by us. My cock twitched at the memory. The way she'd taken us both, no hesitation, no fear. Just pure need and trust. But something else nagged at me. Something I'd noticed right before I buried my cock in her throat. Her eyes. They'd changed. Just for a second, a flash of something different. Not the warm brown I was used to, but something brighter. I'd dismissed it as the lighting, the shadows playing tricks. But now, in the cold light of day, I couldn't shake it. "Fuck," I muttered under m

78. More threats

Draven's POV The conference room was boring as hell and why the hell does one of them keep going on and on about something we already concluded on? I sat at the head of the table, half-listening to the quarterly projections droning on. Numbers, graphs, profit margins. All important, sure, but my mind kept drifting back to everything. My phone buzzed against my thigh. I pulled it out discreetly, glancing down at the screen. It was an unknown number. I frowned, swiping it open. 'Stop searching for me, or else...' The words stared back at me and I let out a dark chuckle. My blood ran hot. "Mr. Nightbourne?" One of the department heads called my name. "Did you have any thoughts on the marketing budget?" I looked up, forcing my expression into something neutral. "Approved. Move forward with the proposal." "Are you sure? We haven't discussed the—" "I said approved." My tone left no room for argument. I already went through everything anyway. "We're done here." The room went si

79. Losing his powers

Rowan's POV I sucked in another drag of the cigarette, the smoke burning down my throat like acid. It wasn't enough. Nothing was ever enough anymore. My hands trembled as I brought the cigarette to my lips again, the embers glowing red in the dim light of my office. Around me, the mansion felt suffocating, the walls closing in with every passing second. I constantly felt irritated by everything. Elara. Her name was a wound that wouldn't heal. There was a festering infection spreading through my veins. I could feel it, the darkness creeping up my arms, black veins pulsing beneath my skin. I glanced down at my forearm, watching the veins writhe and twist, spreading further toward my shoulder. My powers were weakening. Every day without her made me less of what I was, less of an Alpha. She was mine. Mine. And those fucking Lycan kings had stolen her. I crushed the cigarette in the ashtray, my jaw clenching so hard I thought my teeth might crack. I needed a drink. I needed somethin

80. Punishment fuck

Rowan's POV The basement was cold, but I didn't feel it. My skin burned with rage, with need. I strode down the narrow corridor, past the storage rooms and old wine racks, until I reached the door at the far end. It was reinforced, locked from the outside. I yanked the bolt free and shoved the door open. Iris was curled up on the plush bed in the corner, her eyes fixed on the small television mounted on the wall. The room wasn't a dungeon. It was comfortable, furnished with soft blankets, pillows, and everything she could need. A comfortable cage. But a cage nonetheless. She looked up when I entered, her pale blue eyes widening. A smile flickered across her lips, tentative and uncertain. "Alpha," she murmured, her voice soft. I didn't answer. I crossed the room in three strides, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her to her feet. She gasped, her hands bracing against my chest. "You're tense," she whispered, her fingers trembling as they touched my jaw. "What happened?" "Sh

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