Marked by the Alpha, Claimed by the Enemy King 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 17

Lyra could not sleep. The palace felt too small for what raged inside her. Silver light pulsed through her body in waves that matched her heartbeat. Every pulse cracked another tile in the floor. Every breath sent sparks dancing across the ceiling. Kael lay beside her breathing deep but she knew he was awake. His hand rested heavy on her bare stomach like he could hold the chaos down by touch alone.Outside the walls the enemy camp grew louder. More fires. More howls. Rowan refused to leave. Selene fed his rage with whispers Lyra could almost taste on the wind. Her old life calling her back while the new one burned her from the inside.She sat up. Sweat slick on her skin. The sheets stuck to her thighs where Kael had taken her again only hours ago. Marks from his mouth still throbbed on her breasts. Between her legs she felt swollen and used and starving for more. The Lunar blood loved the mess. It drank the guilt and the pleasure and asked for seconds.Kael’s arm tightened. “Stay.”“

The throne room still stank of smoke and spilled blood wine. Lyra remained sprawled across Kael’s lap on the obsidian seat. Her thighs straddled him. His cock still buried deep inside her while the last cheers from the hall faded into drunken growls. Silver light pulsed between their joined bodies. Every small shift of her hips sent fresh sparks cracking across the black stone floor.She felt full. Used. Alive. The Lunar blood sang loud in her veins now. No longer fighting her. It wanted this. The violence. The claiming. The way Kael’s hands bruised her hips as he held her down harder.Another soldier stumbled too close. Eyes glassy from drink. He reached out like he could touch the glow on her bare shoulder. Lyra did not even turn her head. Power lashed out and snapped his arm with a wet crack. He screamed and fell back into the crowd. Nobody helped him.Kael laughed against her throat. Teeth scraping fresh marks over the old ones. “They learn slow.”“Good.” She rolled her hips once

Lyra could not get enough. The power inside her had grown teeth and claws and a voice of its own. It whispered filthy things while she slept and screamed for violence when she woke. She crawled over Kael before the sun even thought about rising. Pushed him flat on his back in the rubble of their bed and sank down on him in one brutal motion. Wet. Greedy. Still sore from the night before but the pain only made her ride harder.Silver light burst from her skin with every roll of her hips. It burned new marks into his chest. He gripped her ass hard enough to bruise and thrust up to meet her. The broken floor beneath them split wider. Chunks of ceiling crashed down but she did not stop. She leaned forward and bit his throat until blood filled her mouth. He snarled and flipped them. Drove into her so deep she felt him in her spine.They destroyed what was left of the eastern wing. Walls cracked. Furniture turned to splinters. When she came the explosion of power shattered the balcony doors