A Deal With The Lycan King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Saeris clawed at his back, desperate for him to move, to fill her again and again and again. “Yes. I—Please! Gods, please fuck me, Vaelen. I want you. I want—” “That's all I needed to hear.” Vaelen pulled until the tip and drove himself into her hard, his jaw clenched tight. Energy flickered between them like tiny filaments of lightning, dancing all over her skin, connecting them as he drove himself home. Saeris took panting, gasping breaths, fighting to stay calm as a storm began to build in her chest. It would wreck her when it broke, and she wasn't ready. “Gods, Saeris,” Vaelen groaned, then took her hips in his hands and pulled her downward, into the long, rolling thrust that took her inch by magnificent inch. Saeris’s toes curled and she moaned. He flicked her nipple, a hard, sharp bite that made her whimper. Desperate for more of him, for all of him, Saeris cried, “Vaelen!” “Fuck.” He circled her

Saeris had gone back alone. She hadn't told anyone—not Vaelen, when she'd slipped through the Silver Spiral and returned less than an hour later. It had been to thank Caelthrien. To say the words she hadn't managed before. Tea was promised for next time. Next time it would be both of them, her and Vaelen, and they'd learn about the pact that had bound his bloodline to the beast. But Caelthrien had said something else too, something that had lodged itself in Saeris's mind like a splinter: Binder powers are different depending on the wielder. She hadn't mentioned the woman in Vaelen's dungeon. The one he'd tortured…the one who'd also been a Binder. There were too many things she still didn't know. That night, mercifully, Nova had helped. Her mother's wolf had provided information about Binders … knowledge, understanding that settled into her bones as if it had always been there. Sirius had added her own commentary, explaining that Binder

The silence in the room thickened until it felt like breathing through water. Yrene’s jaw had locked so tightly that a muscle ticked beneath her cheek. Samkiel stared at his hands as if the lines in his palms held some answer Saeris couldn’t see. Ria’s expression had gone utterly blank—and Vaelen … Vaelen looked like the words themselves had cut him open. “She became one of us three years ago." His voice was hollow. "I brought her in, thinking she wanted to help Tenebrous. Turns out she was a spy for the Dread Alpha the entire time. Her real purpose was me." The weight of it struck Saeris’s chest. A spy. Among them. Among us. Questions clawed up her throat, how they had discovered it, what she had told the Dread Alpha, what she had once meant to Vaelen before she was discovered, but one look at his face stopped the words. So Saeris swallowed the questions. For now. She would ask later w

“I’m not!” Vaelen’s smile deepened, slow and almost sinful, the kind of expression that made it very clear he did not believe her, not for a second. “Interesting,” he murmured. “With everything I’ve just told you, that’s the thought occupying your mind.” Heat rushed into her face. “Just fucking continue.” Vaelen was clearly amused. He laughed. It wasn’t loud or mocking—just a brief, surprised breath of amusement before he could stop it. The sound faded quickly, and something heavier settled back over his expression. “It turned out Taryn was after something specific,” he said at last. Saeris leaned one shoulder against the shelf beside her, arms folding loosely across her chest as she watched him. “The ritual,” he continued. “The one the Neutral Bloodline used on the first king. The Dread Alpha wanted it, and he had sent her to find it. When she couldn't find the ritual in these books, she tried t

“Vaelen!” He pulled back, fixing her in his gaze from above her. “I told you we were only changing location. Remember?” Oh, she remembered. He had carried her all the way back to his room after he had thoroughly ruined her—both of them naked, and Vaelen not giving a single damn if they ran into one of the guards. They hadn’t. He’d dragged her straight through the edge of herself and left her shaking in the aftermath—fucked her until the barrier shattered, and she’d watched it rain down over the archive roof like shards of glowing light. There were so many things she didn’t understand about her power. So many things she wanted—needed—to learn… but for now— “You’re not wolfless anymore, Saeris. Think you can keep up with me now?” Mother. That cocky grin. The taunting glint in his eyes, balanced between mischief and mayhem. He was so fucking sure of himself… and it was such a turn-on. Saeris hadn’t recovered from the