All Chapters of MARRIED TO THE LYCAN KING: CHOSEN BY THE MOON: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MAGNUS’S POV Hot water ran over my shoulders and down my back while the steam filled the bathroom and the earlier conversations kept circling through my head. The sex that had thrown the curse off balance in a way that left me unsettled, and the argument about children still sat heavy in my chest. Every time I closed my eyes I saw the fear on her face when the pain hit and the way she had refused to look away. I braced one hand against the tiled wall and let the water beat against the back of my neck. Where the fuck was I supposed to find the White Wolf now. The entire plan had been simple on paper. Marry the Alpha’s daughter, gain access to Iron Wood, search every corner of the territory until the White Wolf appeared. Yet weeks had passed since the ceremony and not a single confirmed sighting had reached the scouts. The stone inside me kept draining what little steady energy I had left and the ghosts grew louder on the nights when sleep refused to come. I shut off the water with

MAGNUS’ POVI led her straight out to the training grounds without giving her time to linger. The range already stood ready with targets set at measured distances and racks of bows lined along the side. Quivers full of arrows waited in neat rows and the morning air carried the clean scent of grass and wood. Sunlight stretched across the packed earth in long gold bars. Birds called from the trees beyond the fence, but the open space itself felt quiet and focused, exactly as I preferred it.I selected a bow that matched her draw strength and placed it in her hands. The wood felt smooth under my fingers, the string taut and well cared for. “Take your stance first. Keep your feet and shoulder width apart. Balance your weight. Make sure your shoulders are relaxed but ready.”She followed the instructions and settled into position. I walked a slow circle around her and corrected the angle of her back foot with a light press of my boot. The sole of my boot pressed against her heel until she

MAGNUS’ POVHer words hung in the air between us and something inside me snapped. “Fuck this…” I muttered under my breath as I crashed my lips onto hers with all the hunger I had kept locked down since the night before when a cold shower had been the only thing standing between me and losing control. The kiss turned fierce at once. Our mouths moved hard against each other as tongues met and teeth scraped. She answered with the same fire and her hands rose to grip my shoulders while I pulled her body flush against mine.The robe hung open and loose. I shoved it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor in a soft heap. She was completely bare underneath, no lingerie, no underwear, just warm skin and soft curves under my palms. Her fingers worked at the buttons of my shirt with quick urgency and I helped her yank the fabric free, the shirt hit the floor next. Her hands slid over my chest as I lifted her clean off the ground. Her legs wrapped tight around my waist and I carried he

KEIRA’S POVI pushed through the heavy doors with force that sent them swinging wide, the cold outdoor air rushed against my skin as I spun around to face him. My slippers scraped across the stone steps, I planted myself directly in his path so he had no choice but to stop. Heat flooded my chest as my hands curled into tight fists at my sides while I locked eyes with him. “Why the fuck did you let those people talk to you like that?” The words tore out of me sharp and loud as I stepped closer. “Why did you just stand there and take every single accusation? How long have they treated you like some worthless nobody who deserves their scorn?”He halted on the bottom step, his tall frame tensed before his shoulders eased downward. The hard lines that usually carved his face melted into something softer and heavier. Sadness pooled in his dark eyes and the corners of his mouth tightened as he met my stare without looking away. A faint tremor moved through his jaw, his hands hung loose at h

KEIRA’S POVI lowered myself onto the wooden stool the shaman pointed out and kept my hands folded tight in my lap. The cabin air smelled of sage and old earth as the candles flickered around us. He settled across from me with steady eyes that still carried the weight of those first words he had spoken. “I know why you are here,” the shaman said, his voice dripping with certainty. “You came here to find the solution to your husband’s illness.” I swallowed the questions about the greeting and forced my focus onto the only reason I had risked this place. “True, I came all the way because I’m concerned for my husband. I know his recovery comes only from then White Wolf. That’s why I’m here. I want everything you know about the White Wolf. I only want my husband cured of the illness that has been plaguing him for years. This sickness has drained him and left him with limited time. I refuse to sit still and watch him fade. The White Wolf is the only path that might save him. Please help