Todos los capítulos de The Wrong Brother's Bite: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

"An hour after our combat trial in the Ironfang Arena, my body is completely blissed out," I murmur, stretching my legs as the cool waters of the outdoor pool lap against my skin. It is partly due to the fact that Christine and I are lounging on floating pelts in the secluded bathing spring of Shadowclaw Citadel, and partly due to the brutal, primal mating session my High Alpha gave me the second we stepped inside the private armory.Clay pinned me right against the heavy iron weapons locker, yanked my leather tunic over my head, and took me with a fierce, possessive fury that left my wolf howling for more. He growled filthy promises directly against my neck mark, his thick hands holding me flush against his heavy Alpha body until my climax tore through me so hard I was seeing bright silver flashes.I have no reason to doubt the depth of Clay's devotion to me anymore, whether through our physical bond or the emotional tether anchored in my heart, because he proves it in raw, possessiv

"Hold still, my sweet female," Clay rumbles into the sensitive crook of my neck, his deep, baritone voice sending a wave of primal heat rushing straight down to my thighs.His broad, heavy hands slide possessively over the prominent swell of my belly, his thick fingers tracing the dark, shimmering wolf runes painted across my bare skin in fragrant moon-lilies and melted beeswax. Clay’s massive body completely encompasses mine from behind as we stand on the high stone balcony of Shadowclaw Citadel. His broad, muscular chest heaves against my shoulder blades, radiating a comforting, intense warmth that instantly calms my racing pulse."I am trying to hold still," I murmur, laying my hands over his, leaning back against his sturdy weight. "But your son is kicking like he wants to claw his way out right now and claim the High Alpha throne himself."Clay lets out a low, rumbling laugh that vibrates through my entire spine. He nuzzles the sensitive skin right behind my ear, taking a long, r

"Hold on to the wheel, Maisie!" Everett screamed over the deafening roar of the engine, his drunk, terrifying laugh echoing inside the luxury sports car."Everett, hit the brakes!" I shrieked, my claws ripping through the leather seat as the vehicle careened wildly down the steep mountain path toward Frostwick.He didn't brake. His blood-wine-soaked senses completely gave out, his hands locking up on the steering wheel in total, frozen panic. Seeing the brutal collision with the stalled truck only seconds away, I lunged across the center console with every ounce of strength in my heavy body, grabbed the wheel, and violently yanked it sideways.The car veered violently off the blacktop, mounting the sharp dirt embankment. At a terrifying angle, the metal frame lifted, flipping upside down and rolling over and over down the ravine. My world spun into a chaotic nightmare of shattering glass, tearing metal, and bone-crushing impacts, throwing us around the cabin like ragdolls until we sla

"Listen to me, girl!" Cedric bellowed across the churning water, cupping his weathered hands over his mouth to be heard over the storm. "I am executing direct commands from Alpha Sterling!""Please... just let me stay a few hours!" I screamed back, my voice breaking under the weight of the gale tearing down the riverbank. "If I go back into that current, the rapids will take me. I'll die out here! Tell him I'm sick... tell him I can't move!""You're far too young to talk about dying," a deep, velvet voice cut through the darkness, laced with cold, lethal arrogance.Sterling stepped out from behind the shadow of the stone pillars, his massive frame towering over the dock. I ignored his mocking tone, my eyes wide with sheer desperation as I gripped the wooden railing of the boat."Have you completely lost your mind?" I sobbed, the bitter rain stinging my burning face. "Can't you see I'm drowning out here? I just need a safe shore for the night! The boat is taking on water... I'm standin

"Your ribs completely mended three years back, I take it?" Dr. Bevan asked, rising from his chair and snapping his medical kit shut.I nodded once, my jaw tight. "And the shoulder. It was just a deep dislocation then.""Well, this recent river incident has severely bruised the exact same ribcage, but time will repair the bone, just as it will clear the throat infection," Dr. Bevan said, pulling a prescription pad from his jacket. "You require absolute bed rest. That is the single effective treatment right now. I am prescribing an antibiotic for the fever, but you must remain immobile for forty-eight hours minimum. Do you hear me, Maisie?"Maribel stepped back into the room as the heavy oak door clicked open. Dr. Bevan scribbled a swift line of script across the paper and passed it straight to the housekeeper."She understands the necessity of total rest, Doctor," Alpha Sterling Whitaker’s deep voice echoed from the doorway. He stepped inside, his broad shoulders easily blocking out th