Semua Bab The Wolf King's Secret Son : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Josephine POVHe’d seen me naked before, but this was different. He looked at me with fire in his eyes, a primal need that echoed through my body. He joined me on the bed, and his lips found my neck once more. His hands roamed freely, stroking down my stomach and grabbing at my thighs. I caressed his back, feeling his well-defined muscles as he dragged his teeth over my shoulder. He kneaded my breasts and licked and sucked my nipples until I squirmed. He was gentle with the wound on my side, pausing to nuzzle me before kissing my hips and lower stomach.He spread my legs, staring at me with hungry eyes. I gasped, quivering with need as he traced my folds with his fingers. I wanted to grind against him, but Caleb pinned me to the bed with a stern look. Instead, I stayed still while he teased me, running his fingers around my slick entrance. When he finally touched my clit, I moaned, electricity racing through my body. He rubbed slow circles until I mewled with need.“Please,” I begged.

Josephine POV The sound of the dawn chorus drew me out of my slumber, and I stretched slowly, feeling a pleasant ache in my body. Caleb hadn’t held back the night before.Caleb.I opened my eyes and found myself alone in bed. I couldn’t hear him in the house. If not for the strong scent of our passion, I might have worried I’d imagined what happened between us.I was ready to leave but would consider staying if Caleb asked. I could get used to living in the village with Caleb’s support. I dreaded the thought of returning home to my empty house and inevitable grief.I buried my face in Caleb’s pillow. My mate. A person made just for me, and I for him. There was security in that. Our connection was intense, and I wasn’t ready to give it up.Caleb and I needed to talk and figure out where to go from here—even if all I really wanted to do was pull him back into bed for round two. But there’d be plenty of time for that if things worked out.I got up and dressed in the outfit I’d arrived i

Josephine POV While I was eager to try the restaurants—Big Jim’s for the mural alone—I noticed a farmers’ market near the pier and decided to look there instead. It would likely give me a better feel for the community.The market was bustling with activity. Some stalls hosted ocean-themed crafts, while others displayed fresh bread, jars of pickles, and an array of cheeses. But what really caught my attention was the food truck selling burgers. The smell made my mouth water. I didn’t have to wait in line for long, and while they cooked my burger, I bought a beer from the bar in the next booth. Bottle in hand, I found an empty picnic table on the edge of the boardwalk. I sat and unwrapped my burger.The first bite was so heavenly I had to shut my eyes. A small part of me wished I had someone to share the moment with, but I pushed the thought aside. I’d come to Delta Springs to escape my loneliness, not wallow in it.I was reaching for my beer when a woman sat across from me. Feather-ad

Josephine POV “My granddaughter is going through a”—she pursed her lips, looking uncomfortable—“witchy phase. Why she can’t love ponies like other girls her age, I don’t know. Do you have anything appropriate for a five-year-old?”She looked almost apologetic for asking—a non-believer like most tourists who wandered into the shop, looking for voodoo trinkets to take home. I kept a whole selection of mundane crystals, symbols, and herbs just for them. It was as lucrative as the real stuff.“I’m sure we can find something.” I smiled. “Does she prefer the pretty, shiny stuff, or is she more into the macabre?”The woman grimaced; I had my answer.“My son put a skull and crossbones flag above her bed—inappropriate, in my opinion. But I’m just a grandmother. What do I know?” she said with a disappointed head shake.I didn’t bother to mention that a pirate flag wasn’t exactly witchy. To a five-year-old, a skull was a skull.“I think I know what’ll appeal to her,” I said, leading the woman t

Caleb POV Elijah released an angry puff of air from his nose, but he had nothing to reprimand. I was behaving as I was supposed to.“Many years ago, a pack member named Frankie Delacorte betrayed us and ran away. You know how I feel about wolves who don’t follow orders,” he said.I frowned, wondering why he was telling me. He didn't want to dole out punishment after all this time, right? I waited for him to continue.“Tobias had a vision, and apparently, Frankie has resurfaced in a coastal town called Delta Springs,” he said, still not explaining why I was involved.“I have seen only flashes; something is blocking the full vision,” Tobias chimed in, slurring his words. “Some magic.”I’d never known anything to block Tobias’s Sight before, but then again, I didn’t understand his magic in the slightest. He was the sole member of our pack with witch blood—the only way a wolf could use magic—and his herbs had robbed him of the ability to have children long ago. He kept the concoction a s