Semua Bab The Rogue’s Savage Claim on Me: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Three hundred voices raised to the moon — wolves in the clearing, wolves in the forest, wolves still tangled with their own mates — all of them answering their Alpha's call. They knew what I was doing. Who I was claiming. And they approved.Through the pack bond, I felt their joy crash into me. Their acceptance. Their fierce, possessive love for the human woman who had become their Alpha's mate. Ours, they seemed to say. She is ours now. Pack. Family.I felt her belly distend with each pulse, felt myself filling her up completely. Through the mate bond, her pleasure crashed into mine — a feedback loop that kept both of us trembling while the pack's howls echoed around us like a blessing.We stayed like that — locked together in the grass, my wolf body draped over her back — for what felt like hours. My knot throbbed inside her, and every throb made her clench around me, which made me pulse again, over and over until we were both shaking and spent.When my knot finally softened, I slip

ELOWENI woke to sunlight streaming through the windows and every muscle in my body screaming."Ow," I said to no one in particular. "Ow, ow, ow."I tried to move. That was a mistake. My thighs burned, my core ached, my ass felt like I'd been— well. Like I'd been fucked by a wolf five times in one night. Which I had."Good morning."Fao's voice came from somewhere to my left. I turned my head — slowly, because even my neck hurt — and found him sitting in the armchair by the window, fully dressed, watching me with an expression caught between concern and smugness."What time is it?""Nearly two in the afternoon.""What?"I tried to sit up. My body immediately vetoed that decision, and I collapsed back against the pillows with a groan."I told Garrett you wouldn't be training today." Fao rose from the chair and crossed to the bed, crawling over me so I was caged beneath him, effectively pinning me in place. "He said, and I quote, 'I figured as much. Tell her to stretch when she can move

FAOThe council meeting was already in progress when we arrived.I'd put it off as long as I could — wanting to give El time to recover, wanting a few more hours of peace before we had to face reality — but Corvin's message had been clear. They needed me. Now."Alpha." Sylvia rose as we entered, inclining her head. "Thank you for joining us.""Apologies for the delay." I guided El to a seat beside me, noting how carefully she lowered herself into the chair. Pride and guilt warred in my chest. "What did I miss?""We were discussing the Seraphina situation." Corvin slid a folder across the table toward me. "Her request for a meeting has been... clarified."I opened the folder. Inside was a formal letter, written on heavy cream paper, the Varen crest embossed at the top.Alpha de Grandmesnil,I offer my congratulations on your binding ceremony. It is good to see the Silverpine pack with strong leadership once again.I believe our families have much to discuss. The tensions between our ho

ELOWENThat night, we lay in bed together — not having sex, just being.My head was on Fao's chest, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back. The claim mark tingled pleasantly, and through it, I could feel the faint hum of the pack settling in for the night."Are you okay?" he asked quietly. "About Trevor?""I don't know." I'd been trying to sort through my feelings all evening. "I thought I'd feel... more. Relief, or satisfaction, or something. But mostly I just feel...""Empty?""No. Just... like it's over. Finally over." I traced a pattern on his chest, following the lines of muscle. "He's been this shadow hanging over my life for so long. And now he's just... gone. Like he never existed.""He existed. What he did to you was real." Fao's arm tightened around me. "But he's not your story anymore. He's not even a chapter. He's a footnote."I thought about that. A footnote. Trevor Holloway, reduced to a footnote in the story of my life.I liked that."Tell me about Seraphina," I s

FAOThe lodge smelled like dust and old memories.I'd never been here — not that I could remember. But my family had. The photos Corvin had given me showed them here: my father by that stone fireplace, my mother on the sweeping staircase, Kieran — fifteen and already taller than me — grinning in front of those antler chandeliers.They'd been happy here. Before the fire. Before House Varen made them ghosts.Now I was walking their halls, breathing their air, meeting with the woman whose family had stolen everything from me. The irony wasn't lost on me.Seraphina led us to the main hall, where a long table had been set up with two chairs facing each other. Her security detail was already in position — four wolves I didn't recognize, all of them radiating barely contained aggression."Please." She gestured to the chair across from hers. "Sit."I sat. My people arranged themselves behind me — Garrett and Declan at my shoulders, El in the center behind them where she was shielded but not e