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Chapter Eleven: The Man at the Table.

Avery's POV The kitchen door slammed closed behind me as the guards shoved me inside.I barely caught my balance before a sharp voice cut through the room.“Avery.”Marla stood near the main table, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her eyes swept over me once, from my soaked hair to the water dripping from the hem of my dress, before she clicked her tongue.“Well. You certainly know how to make an impression.”A few of the servants snickered under their breath.“Stand there dripping all night if you want,” Marla continued briskly, already turning back to the counter. “You heard the Alpha.”She shoved a cutting board toward me.“Vegetables. Now.”I stepped forward and picked up the knife.The room was suddenly very aware of me.Someone behind me whispered, “That’s her… the one from the courtyard.”“Shh,” another hissed quickly. “She might hear you.”“I don’t care if she hears me,” the first voice snapped, low but venomous. “Everyone wants the Alpha’s attention. And what does she do

Chapter Twelve: Did You Enjoy It.

Avery's POV.The moment my father’s gaze met mine, I froze in place. My father… here. Why is he here? Did Lucian invite him? I swallowed hard. The questions tumbled over each other in my mind. Was he coming to mock me? To claim I was still his? Or… was he here for me?I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak.“Avery,” he said, his voice low, familiar, and warm. “It’s been a long time. Are you—”I snapped my head slightly, giving him only a faint glance, then turned back to Lucian, pretending as though he didn’t exist. He wasn’t my concern. He died the moment he decided to send me here.“Avery…” he whispered again, this time closer, more insistent.I ignored it. I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears.Before he could reach across the table to touch me, Lucian’s voice cut through the room:“I didn’t call you here for a father-daughter reunion.”The sharpness in his tone made my father falter.“You sold her, and now she belongs to me. Your ties, your relationship, none of it matters. Do you u

Chapter Thirteen: Do Not Look Away

Avery's POV. Lucian’s thumb continued tracing the inside of my wrist as though he were feeling something beneath my skin.I forced myself not to pull away.“Answer me, Avery.” “Did you enjoy it?”My gaze lifted to his face, studying the stillness of it.“Yes,” I said.Silence followed.Then Lucian released my wrist.“Good. Then you won’t waste time crying about it.”His cane struck the floor as he stood.“Meet me in my room,” he ordered, turning away without a backward glance.I froze. My throat tightened. “I—Alpha, I—”“You will come,” he interrupted, cane tapping once more. “Now. Do not test me.”I hesitated. My hands curled into fists at my sides. My body wanted to resist, to turn and walk the other way. But I remembered the fire in his gaze earlier, the way he had made my father crumble.“I—” I started again, my voice barely more than a whisper.“Do you want to be punished again, Avery?” The words were sharp. He didn’t need to raise his voice. The threat in it was enough to mak

Chapter Fourteen: Count Carefully.

Avery's POV.The steam rising from the bath curled through the room, warm and heavy against my skin. I stood exactly where he had placed me, hands stiff at my sides, eyes fixed forward like he commanded.Lucian moved.The faint shift of his weight was the only warning before he stepped into the bath. Water lapped quietly against the sides of the tub as he lowered himself into it.I forced my gaze to remain steady. Every instinct screamed at me to turn away. To look anywhere else.But I didn’t move.Seconds stretched, then his head tilted slightly.“You smell like smoke.” The words struck like a slap.“I was in the kitchens,” I murmured. “They had me tending the ovens.”“I did not ask for an explanation.”My lips pressed together. My fingers clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms.The water shifted as he leaned back slightly. Then suddenly, his hand shot out of the water and closed around my wrist.Before I could even react, he pulled. Hard.The world lurched. Water swallowe

Chapter Fifteen: Marked

Avery's POV My heart slammed against my ribs. “You wouldn’t dare.” Lucian didn’t respond. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating. “Five,” he said calmly. The word dropped into the room like a stone into water. “Four.” “Lucian—” “Three.” Panic flared in my chest. “I said I won’t do it!” “Two.” The water shifted suddenly. Lucian moved. His hand caught the front of my dress, his fist twisted in the cloth. Then he pulled. The fabric tore with a loud rip. Shrrrk. The sound of tearing cloth split through the steam-filled room. My breath hitched as the fabric shredded beneath his hand, the seam ripping open under the force. Cold air rushed against my exposed skin, sending a shock through my body. “Let go!” I twisted violently, trying to wrench myself free. His other hand caught my arm before I could pull away. His fingers dug into my skin. Hard. “Stop fighting,” Lucian said. “You’re hurting me!” I shoved against him, slipping in the bathwater as

Chapter Sixteen: Blood and Desire

Lena's POV.Avery stared at me as if she were trying to decide whether I was lying. Then suddenly she stood.“I need to get dressed.”“Of course.” But I didn’t move.She hesitated for a moment, fingers tightening around the edge of the towel wrapped around her body. Then she pulled it loose.The fabric slipped from her shoulders and fell on the floor. She stood there, bare in the room, clearly trying to pretend me being there didn’t bother her.The candlelight outlined her shape. I gulped hard. She was fucking killing me here. Her body carried a slim-thick hourglass shape, with a snatched waist that dipped sharply before flaring into wide hips. The curve ended in a firm, and heart-shaped ass.I had the instant urge to smack, grab and squeeze them hard. To pin her down and make her scream my name. My pussy throbbed by just looking at her.I shifted a little, trying not to let her notice how much I was staring. I blinked the thoughts away instantly, she belonged to my brother, I can't h

Chapter Nineteen: The Alpha’s Game

Lucian’s POV. My hand tightened around Lena’s arm, and my fingers dug into her skin. She jerked against my grip. She hated when I did that, holding her just firmly enough to remind her that even blood answered to the Alpha. “Get your filthy hands off me,” she snapped. “I’m not one of your slaves.” I smiled faintly. “No, you’re my sister. Which makes your disobedience far more disappointing.” “Let go of me,” Lena said again, trying to wrench her arm free. I did not release her. Instead, I tightened my grip slightly. She hissed under her breath. “You’re becoming reckless,” I said calmly. “And reckless wolves rarely live long.” Lena gave a bitter laugh. “Reckless? You blinded yourself with your own stupidity. Maybe you should start there.” My fingers dug deeper into her arm. “I wouldn’t hesitate to kill you.” I heard the mockery in her voice. “You’d have to find me first. And the last time I checked, you can’t even see.” “You still think blindness makes me weak,” I said. “You

Chapter Eighteen: Into the Alpha’s Den

Avery's POVIt took something from me to say those words. Every breath. Every shred of strength. Every principle I had ever sworn to live by.I could still feel the moment in my bones. The cold edge of Lucian’s sword at Lena’s throat, the thin line of blood forming beneath the steel, the terrible realization that he would not hesitate if I had remained silent.I did not know if what I had said back there was the right thing to do or if I had even meant it.But I said it.I said it to save Lena.The words still echoed in my head, heavy and irreversible.I will be in your bed tonight.Even now, I could not believe they had come from my own mouth. What had I done?My stomach twisted at the thought of what awaited me. I had spoken in desperation, driven by the need to stop the sword from falling, but desperation did not undo promises, not with a man like Lucian.Perhaps Lena would hate me for it. Perhaps she would never forgive the humiliation of being spared that way. But I would rather

Chapter Nineteen: Little Wolf

Avery's POV He gripped a fistful of my hair and pushed my head down, hard. Pain shot through my scalp, and I swallowed back a sharp cry, trying not to let my fear show. Oh god… this is really happening. “Open your mouth. Now.” I opened just barely as he rammed his cock deep into my throat. I choked instantly. He thrust hard, cock diving in and out of my mouth without pause. My lips stretched wide, jaw aching, eyes watering as he used my mouth like a vessel. He didn't pity me. My gag reflex hit, and he only pushed deeper, his cock hitting the back of my throat again and again Spit ran down my chin and onto my chest. Breathing became impossible; I could only gasp between thrusts, tears falling as he pushed my head deeper. I choked and gagged, my mouth taking every inch, down to where he met his balls. I couldn’t tell if my tears were from the pain… or from how helpless I felt beneath him. Then, suddenly he pulled out. “Stand up,” he ordered. Relief and panic hit at once as I stu

Chapter Twenty: Claimed in Deception

Avery's POV.He pressed two fingers into my folds, dragging them upward. Slowly, they brushed my clit. His cock rubbed against my pussy lips. Without warning, he rammed into me. Hard. Stretching me more.He began thrusting in and out, setting a devastating rhythm that pushed me forward with each thrust.“Fuckkkk.” I writhed, almost convulsing. I tugged my hands back, wanting to hold him, but he caught both my wrists, locking them behind my lower back. He kept slamming into me roughly. My boobs bounced with his pace, nipples grazing the mattress. His hand gripped and squeezed them hard, pinching my nipples.I could feel his balls slapping against me, making a wet sound that echoed through the room. My thighs were shaking, my pussy soaking around him. The previous pain had vanished and I was beginning to enjoy the feeling. I hate that I like this.Every thrust knocked the air out of me. He was ruthless, punishing me with every stroke. One of his hands stayed locked on my wrists, the ot

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