All Chapters of The Wolf King's Secret Son : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

KEEP READING FOR THE OPENING CHAPTER OF THE NEXT STANDALONE NOVEL IN THE SERIES LIANA POVEnd of class. Just what I’ve been waiting for. My fingers grope my worn textbooks quickly as I shove them into my bag. I pull up the zipper, run my eyes around the room while other students are also getting ready to leave, and rise from my seat.‘Just a few more steps until I reach the door,’ I tell myself as I pull my scarf higher around my neck.I walk faster… I’m so close, the hallway is right outside… just a little further... and then I freeze the instant someone yanks on my scarf from behind. My stomach seems to drop again at the arrival of that sickening feeling I hate having. Not again. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. My scarf is roughly pulled from around my neck, almost like I’ve been exposed. I shut my eyes tight for a second before turning to meet the sneering faces of the three girls who’ve made it their mission to make my life a living hell.Almost everyone in this scho

KANE POVLife has been a real snooze-fest lately. I mean, don't get me wrong, being the golden boy of Blood Moon Pack is great; girls fawning over me 24/7, professors kissing my ass, and pretty much everyone wanting to be my BFF. But after a while, it all starts to feel like the same old song and dance, you know?I'm strolling across campus, flanked by my usual crew and trying not to yawn as some freshman girls giggle and bat their eyelashes at me. I flash them my trademark grin, but inside I'm thinking: Is this really all there is? There's gotta be more to life than just coasting on my dad's Alpha status and my admittedly killer good looks. Don't they say college is supposed to be a wild adventure or whatever? So far it's been about as exciting as watching paint dry.I'm barely paying attention as we pass by the lecture halls. My mind is wandering to what kind of trouble I could stir up to break the monotony."I'm not a thief. I didn't steal anything."My ears literally perk up at t

LIANA POVThere's a kind of anonymity in crowds; it’s like a camouflage of sorts. That’s why I’m here, sitting amid clattering trays and chatters just like any other face in the sea of students at the cafeteria. The noise should be overwhelming to me, but I find it somewhat comforting.The zipper of my lunch bag sticks, as usual, and I have to yank it a bit harder than necessary to get it to budge. I made some quinoa and roasted vegetable salad from the leftover ingredients my boss let me take home from the restaurant where I work—not something I particularly liked, but it was still a far cry from the bland sandwiches I always pack for lunch, which is because I can't afford the food they serve at the school cafeteria or any of the meal plans.My cooking is not that great, and even though I grew up having to make my own food and technically should have a lot of experience in it, I’m still no master chef. The quinoa is a bit overcooked, I notice, as I spear the mushy concoction with my

LIANA POVI jerkily stand upright, my heart nearly leaping to my throat as I reflexively squeeze the paper in my hand and fling it somewhere near me. Kane is standing in front of me with the usual smirk on his face. Speak of the devil. His hair is slightly longer, just brushing the collar of his shirt, and there's a hint of stubble along his jawline. He looks even more handsome than before, like he'd grown more into himself overnight.But of course, the flutters are born to be squashed, and that we shall be doing."What would you like to order?" I ask, pretending to be calm."The usual," Kane replies.Fuck, that eye contact is eating me right up.“Fine then, please wait at your table.”I must have not clarified the actual table to be waited at because he is leaning over the counter, very close to me."I had to run some errands for my dad last week," he announces out of the blue. Are 8 days enough to make someone’s baritone get deeper?"I didn't ask," I retorted without looking at him,

LIANA POVWhile we’re still kissing, Kane slowly dips a finger into my vagina. “Oh!” I shut my eyes, rearing up against him.“You okay?”My lips slide off his mouth as my head lolls back again before I breathe out, “Yeah…”Kane carefully uses his other hand to support the back of my head as he carries on teasing and rolling my clitoris between his fingers. His carefulness helps ease my discomfort.I breathe heavily against his mouth, dragging my nails from his nape to the rippling muscles of his back, and I’m getting even more aroused listening to the gurgling sounds my wetness is making as his fingers keep playing inside of it.“I want you inside me…”“…now…” I add with a growl that surprises even me. Of course, that Liana from a couple of moments ago is gone, and I like this new me.“Feisty much?” Kane smiles at me, kissing me again before lifting me off the table.I wrap my legs around his slender waist, smiling against his lips as he takes us into the bedroom. With me still wrapp