All Chapters of Her Three Wicked Mates: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Elara’S POVI watched Lysander leave the garage before slipping away from the group and approaching Kaelen. He stood beside the doorway, looking paler than usual. Whatever was on his mind was troubling him. Though why he’d come to speak to me about it was a mystery.“What’s up, big guy?” I asked, stopping with a safe bit of distance between us. I didn’t want to make him feel crowded. Since the gym incident, he’d made himself scarce, and I didn’t really know what to think of that.He cleared his throat, frowned deeply, then blurted, “Will you have dinner with me tonight?”His loud voice echoed in the garage, and everyone turned toward us. He blushed—the cutest thing ever.I stepped closer and slightly past him, so he’d have to angle away from their prying eyes.“Of course.”His eyes widened.“Really?”There was that surprised reaction again. For all of his FAE emotion-reading abilities, I wondered sometimes if he actually paid much attention to them. Or was he constantly doubting how I

Elara’S POVI sat across from Kaelen at the bistro table on a covered balcony. FAE magic kept the chilly night air at bay, while glowing orbs of dim golden light gave off warmth and illumination. JACE was our lone server for the evening, dressed in all white. It felt like a date—a real date.Sipping at my wine, I studied Kaelen. His shoulder-length silver-blond hair was swept back and secured at the base of his neck, showcasing the claw-like scars that ran diagonally from his forehead to his square jaw. He was dressed in trousers and a button-down shirt—very un-Kaelen-like. All the effort he’d put into his cleaned-up appearance didn’t take away from his rugged beauty. It shone out from deep within him. Sometimes, I felt like I was the only one who could see it.I’d always found Kaelen intriguing—after I got over my fear of him. Even before I realized he was my third fated mate, I’d known there was a depth to him I yearned to discover. He had yet to let me in. At least we’d moved past

Kaelen POVMy heartbeat raged against my ribcage as I moved closer to Elara. I’d just behaved like a fucking beast, yet here she was giving me another chance instead of running away. She’d told me she wanted it rough and liked it when I strangled her, but I didn’t fully believe her until now. Pain and danger turned her on, but I wanted to offer her more than that—the rest of me.I wasn’t all pain and danger. There was more to me than the beast I’d become over the years. Showing her the savage, baser side of myself was easy compared to what I had in mind next.My fingers shook as they brushed against her cheek, and I inwardly cursed at myself. I had no idea what I was doing, so I let instinct and intention take over. I directed her body with mine until she was lying on her back again—in my bed. How surreal. I never in a million years thought this would happen, though I’d fantasized about it often enough. This was real, and really happening.She didn’t try to touch me, and I was gratefu

Elara’S POVI gazed down at myself, carrying my own shoes, wearing only a white shirt, half buttoned, that went down to my knees. It smelled like Kaelen—leather and whiskey. Hell, his scent was all over me.“Can it wait a minute?” I asked.“Of course. Take your time. I’ll meet you out here when you’re ready.”“Thanks.”I let myself into my room and went straight to the bathroom.After a quick, hot shower, I dressed in jeans and a lightweight sweater, then pulled on my cozy boots. I twisted my damp hair up into a sloppy bun where it would slowly dry and become wavy when I let it down.I stepped into the hallway.“Ready.”Xavier sidled up to me and pressed his palm to my lower back. We walked toward the office, then turned the corner. I expected him to lead us to the main staircase, but instead, he went right past the landing and the library doors. About halfway along the hall that led to the other wing, he stopped.“Here we are.”He indicated the pair of heavy French doors. It was a ro

Elara'S POVI gaped up at her shining form, trying to comprehend her words that made no sense. The door vibrated and Claire screamed from the other side. Lysander’s skin was growing cool under my palm. There was too much to process all at once. My head spun, and for a moment, I was sure I would pass out.The ENCHANTRESS snapped her fingers. “Stay with me, child. Good. Now is the tricky part. No more lies.” She waved her wand over herself. Her glow and flowing dress faded away to reveal herself clothed in a gold bodysuit, tight black leather pants, and sky-high heels. Her features came clearly into view—white-blond hair, bright blue eyes, and an impish face. Fae wings appeared behind her, pink and shimmery. She twirled her wand and gave me an expectant stare.I gaped up at her. She was a witch-Fae hybrid. That explained her being able to use compulsion on me. And stranger still, she looked awfully familiar, but I couldn’t place her.“You’re a hybrid,” I said, when her gaze continued to