All Chapters of Her Three Wicked Mates: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Elara'S POV My concentration was shit this morning as I tried to sustain the shield spell Samuel was teaching me. Unlike other protective spells I’d learned, this one retaliated on whoever attempted to break through it.Clever, and nasty. I sure didn’t want to get hit with one of those lightning strikes. But my mind wasn’t on the spell, it was on Kaelen.My fingertips brushed over my neck where the ugly purple bruise had appeared. I spent some time yesterday evening healing myself. If either Lysander or Xavier would have seen the mark, they’d freak. Kaelen didn’t need that shit from them. Not when I could tell I was finally starting to get under his skin.Had he hurt me? Yes. But he was also horrified by his actions. And he’d kissed me back—with so much desire I just knew he’d been keeping it pent up for a while now. The big, grumpy Fae with a cruel tongue did want me after all. And I... was intrigued.Like me, he carried plenty of scars on the outside, visible for all to see, but he

Elara POV Lysander shrugged. Xavier studied me with those endless pools of black.“Very well,” he said. “Come.”I dropped my arms to my sides and approached them. They took up positions on either side of me as we strode inside and into Mrs. Holt’s private quarters. She sat next to Kaelen in one of the pair of chairs. The sofa was open for the three of us to take.She smiled, catching sight of me. “I’m glad you came, Elara. A leader should always show interest in the details.”I frowned, puzzled. I wouldn’t exactly call myself a leader. It wasn’t like I was a boss—but I also wasn’t just their girl either. A member of Penumbra, with my own agenda, that’s what I was. Apparently, Mrs. Holt saw me in a slightly different light.I settled onto the couch between the wolf and vampire. Kaelen stared from across the coffee table, his expression unreadable. But it was Mrs. Holt who commanded our attention.“They’ll be arriving next week,” she said.“Who, exactly?” I asked.Mrs. Holt pinned me w

Elara'S POV “Really,” Lysander said before shoving a petite burger in his mouth.I reached for a bacon wrapped date, but Xavier caught my hand.“Allow me,” he said.He picked up the piece and hovered it in front of my lips until I opened my mouth and took a bite.“Good girl,” he murmured, his eyes shining with pleasure.His praise shot an unexpected tingle down my spine. I loved it when he took control and treated me this way. When his attention was fully on me, I could feel myself glowing from the inside out.Lysander’s palm landed on my thigh as he continued to eat. I rested my unneeded hands on both of them—one on my wolf and the other on my vampire. With a contented sigh, feeling the connection between the three of us, I let Xavier continue to feed me from my plate. Kaelen pretended to ignore us, as usual.Once I was stuffed and had a couple of drinks, Lysander tugged me from the booth and onto the dance floor.I groaned. “I’m too full to dance.”“Moving around will be good for y

Elara'S POV “I need to speak with you all. Right now,” I said, grabbing my purse and getting out of the car.“Give it until the morning—” Xavier started.“Tonight. We need to clear up some things.”Without waiting for another response, I headed into the mansion and up to the third floor. Xavier quickly caught up with me. Lysander and Kaelen’s heavy footfalls echoed behind us.“Very well. We can talk here.”He took my arm and headed in the opposite direction of our bedrooms. We strode to the other wing of the house and along the darkened corridor to the room I’d been in only once.Opposite the entrance stood the glass doors that opened onto a balcony. In front of them was a small sitting area with three chairs and in the middle stood a round table. The double heart-shaped hourglass gave off an eerie crimson glow bright enough to illuminate the space.I side-eyed Xavier. He was letting me into their inner sanctum. His words this evening had been more than pretty promises. He meant them

Lysander'S POV At least the seating arrangements allowed me to sit beside my mate.Though we weren’t fully bonded, the other wolves could smell me all over her. And they’d better stay the fuck away.At her other side was the bear clan leader, Morpheus, but he only had eyes for Mama Holt. I knew she’d spent time with the Tri-Cities Conglomerate when she’d first come over from Europe. It seemed her time spent with the bears had made deep ties. Was that before or after her husband’s death? From what I’d gathered, Mr. Holt had been a bear shifter too.Jarlen, the second in charge of Nox Coven Cartel sat beside me. He smelled of stale wine with a tinge of sour deceit. Dark and brooding, he hadn’t spoken once since we’d sat down for dinner, which suited me fine.An undercurrent of tension thrummed around the table. This many people, who were used to being in charge, shouldn’t spend too much time in one room together. Not to mention, some of us had more volatile temperaments.Mama Holt tapp