Todos os capítulos de Her Three Wicked Mates: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Elara'S POV Deep down, that idea of hybrids didn’t settle well. It didn’t ring true.I wanted answers and I was going to get them. The need burned in my blood, taking hold in my heart. I needed the truth—at any cost.As much as I wanted to venture out on my own, I wasn’t sure I’d survive. For a while, 5th Circle would think I was dead, but since I wasn’t willing to disappear, eventually they’d be after me again. I was so tired of running. Why couldn’t I be strong and face my enemies? Maybe I could, especially with the people I needed at my side.Lysander had come for me. Xavier had once offered me Penumbra Syndicate, but at the time I thought he was joking. What if he wasn’t? What if they could all be mine to wield as I wished and take down 5th Circle?Forrest, especially, was a maniac. It was one thing to execute hybrids, it was another to torture and mutilate for fun. I cringed, remembering what my ruined back looked like now. The movement stretched my tight, slowly healing skin. T

Elara'S POV Stirring, I mentally braced myself for the agony that never came. Relief and confusion swirled in my brain until the events of the past night came back to me. I’d teleported to Penumbra Syndicate’s headquarters, wandered through the snowy woods to the mansion, and... Kaelen had carried me inside. After that was all a blur of memory that was mostly made up of sensations. Hot, cold, tender strokes and warm hands.Peeking through my lashes, I found my old bedroom awash in afternoon sunlight. I blinked against the harsh glare. My gaze landed on Lysander who lay on the bed close to me but not touching. Across the room, Xavier was sleeping in the uncomfortable wooden chair. I stretched out, testing my healing body, and they both woke.Lysander braced himself over me, gazing into my eyes with such intensity that I recoiled. Then his lips were on mine, crushing and claiming. I felt every ounce of worry and passion that he put into that kiss. All too soon it was over. He rolled aw

Elara'S POV I frowned. “Why are you treating me like this?” I kept my voice soft, though annoyance threatened to break through.“I...” Xavier ran his palm over his dreadlocks as he half-turned away. “Just tell me. I can take it.”He slammed his fist on the desk. “Because you left us here to rot!”I stared back at him. He hadn’t seemed particularly emotional about my leaving before, but I was beginning to think that Xavier rarely showed what was going on beneath the surface. He was so calm, cold even. What was he hiding? Me taking my freedom had obviously upset him more than he was willing to admit at the time. Instead, all I got was the cold shoulder.I had left them here to rot, as he put it. Partly because I believed he didn’t care about me in the way I wanted him to, otherwise I might have stayed. His offer of riches in exchange for my heart had left a foul taste in my mouth. Money, business deals, his detached air, Xavier hid behind them all. I wanted to push, to see the man

Xavier'S POV The truth of her words shone in her eyes. She trusted me. Good, because I was unsure about bringing her here when she’d just suffered so much physical harm. So much pain. But I needed to show her how I felt and apparently discipline was my fucking love language. Pain, control, submission. I craved to break her, pleasure her, then tend to her afterward.What the fuck was I doing? This was too much, too soon.I cleared my throat. “If at any point this becomes unbearable, you tell me to stop, understand?” I firmly gripped her chin. “But only tell me to stop if that’s what you really need.”She nodded and I released her, tugging her over to stand in front of the bench. It was the perfect height to bend her over. I shortened the chains secured to the wall until she was stretched across the bench, her breasts pressed into the smooth leather top, standing on the balls of her feet, that delectable ass ready and waiting for everything I was going to do to it. My cock strained

Elara'S POV “I’m so glad to have you back with us, dear,” Mrs. Holt said. The Viking, bear shifter woman sat beside me on her sofa in the bright, airy sitting room. She wore a pair of dark jeans with a green silk blouse that brought out the color of her eyes. “The boys were miserable without you. I hope they’ve been treating you well since your return.”I sipped my tea, trying desperately to hide the warmth spreading over my cheeks as my brain immediately brought up images of my recent encounter with Xavier. That was... holy fuck. I’d balked at first, afraid that I’d relive my time as Forrest’s torture toy, but his wicked features never once entered my mind.Xavier had commanded all of my attention. My entire focus was on him and what he did to my body, how he made me feel so vulnerable yet cherished at the same time. Never once did I think he would abuse his power. He took what he wanted, but he also gave me everything. The things he’d said still bounced around my mind. The cuddli