All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sinful Affair (Book 2): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Zavian stalked through the corridors of his palace with fury humming in his veins like a live current.The intruders had picked their moment perfectly. They’d chosen the exact time when his Rut had sunk its claws into him and his mind wrapped almost entirely around the woman who’d haunted him for centuries.Every step that carried him farther from that bedroom felt wrong. It felt like walking away from a part of himself, like tearing off pieces of his own flesh and leaving them behind on the marble.His fangs ached with the need to sink into her throat, to taste her but he forced himself forward instead.The outer grounds stretched before Zavian, a wide sweep of land reaching toward the trees.Moonlight washed over the lawns, throwing long shadows that barely touched his enhanced vision.He could feel the intruders.Dragons.Two of them.Power rolled off them in thick waves, pushing at the air around them.Then the air changed.A heavier weight settled over the land, brushing at his p

A loud gasp and growls tore through the silence as three connected souls struggled violently to snap out of whatever spell Eva had woven around them.They'd been having these dreams for months - fragments of visions that slipped through their consciousness the moment their eyes opened.Now every detail returned with clarity.Not only that but every secret shame, every hidden longing, every constructed self-deception… all of it exposed for Eva to see.The process felt endless, stretched until they couldn't distinguish where their thoughts ended and her intrusion began.Then it stopped.Reality slammed back into place, leaving them gasping and disoriented.The light faded as if nothing happened, but everything had changed. The violation lingered like a toxin, the knowledge that their most private thoughts had been laid bare before this woman.Eva appeared exactly as she did before, composed and serene, as if she hadn't just committed an act of mental rape against three of the most powerf

The frantic preaching died on Emmeline’s lips as the blood rushing to her head from being upside down made her dizzy, forcing her to stop struggling and grip the fabric of his shirt for balance.A sudden chorus of guttural snarls and a chilling hiss shattered the quiet of the forest, piercing through her disorientation and forcing her to twist her head awkwardly to look past Luca's broad back.Three massive wolves stalked out from the dark underbrush, accompanied by several pale, utterly gorgeous males who moved with lethal grace and bared elongated, razor-sharp fangs that glinted in the moonlight.The creatures sniffed the air with predatory hunger as their glowing eyes locked onto her, prompting a sharp sting to suddenly radiate from Emmeline's calf where a jagged root had sliced through her skin during her earlier fall.She realized with a jolt that a single drop of warm blood trailing down her inverted leg had drawn these nightmares directly to her.Their nostrils flared and their

The red moon hung in the sky like a wound that wouldn't close, bleeding red light across everything it touched.Zavian sat still, gripping the armrests so hard the wood groaned under his fingers.Every muscle in his body was locked tight, fighting against the thing inside him that wanted to tear free and hunt.The Rut had been bad before. Now it was something else entirely.It felt like his veins was filled with molten metal. Like his bones were trying to crack themselves open from the inside.His fangs throbbed in his gums as his beasts clawed at the cage of his mental restraints, demanding to be let out.Every breath he dragged in tasted like copper and smoke and under it all, louder than anything else, was the pull.Emmeline.Her scent wrapped around his thoughts and squeezed until he couldn't think past it.His body screamed at him to find her, pin her down and sink his teeth into that delicate throat until she understood on a level deeper than words, that she belonged to him.The

Emmeline's eyes snapped open with a jolt.Her heart slammed against her ribs so violently she thought it might crack through bone.The ceiling above her was familiar. Too familiar. White paint with a small crack running through the corner near the window. The same crack she'd stared at countless mornings in her childhood bedroom.Emmeline bolted upright, gasping for air. Her lungs burned with each desperate breath.A phantom, unnatural chill lingered in her blood from the temporal shift, leaving her shivering violently.She touched her neck instinctively, almost expecting to feel the piercing sting of fangs tearing through her skin, but found only smooth, unblemished flesh.Sweat soaked through her nightgown, making the fabric cling uncomfortably to her skin in damp patches."What..." Emmeline whispered brokenly as memories crashed into her consciousness.Two sets of them overlapped, fighting for space in her mind with a violence that made her skull feel ready to split apart.The conv