Todos os capítulos de Caught In Between Lust And Desires Book 2: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

🖱️ Jayden 🖱️I woke to lips against my forehead, then my cheek, then the corner of my mouth, a soft, overlapping rhythm that took my sleep-fogged brain several seconds to properly untangle into two separate people instead of one very affectionate one."Mm." I cracked one eye open to find Victor propped on one elbow to my left, already smiling, and Sammy pressed warm against my right side, equally unrepentant. "This is an ambush.""A gentle ambush," Victor said, pressing one more kiss to my temple. "You looked too peaceful to wake normally.""So you decided assault by affection was the appropriate response.""We prefer the term 'coordinated tenderness,'" Sammy said, entirely too pleased with himself, and dropped a kiss just beneath my ear that made me squirm despite the exhaustion still clinging to my bones.I let myself sink into it for a moment, the warmth of both of them tangled close, the quiet gold morning light slanting through the curtains like the entire impossible week hadn'

🖱️ Sammy 🖱️I watched my father laugh at something Victor said, easy and unguarded, and felt the same strange, disorienting ache I always felt watching him like this grateful, and still, somewhere underneath the gratitude, a little bit furious that it had taken losing everything he knew for him to finally become the man sitting at this table.He hadn't always been like this.I remembered, with a clarity that never quite faded no matter how many years passed, the exact night he found out Jayden was my mate and the public nuisance he made out of it. And how I rejected my Jayden breaking us both. Then months of a careful, cold distance that had nothing to do with silence and everything to do with disappointment worn like armor, a werewolf king who'd apparently decided his own son's happiness mattered considerably less than whatever legacy he'd imagined for me before I'd ruined it by simply being myself.He made me feel so useless and u wanted, he didn't fully know how to forgive, and s

🖱️ Jayden 🖱️"Do you think you can still carry out the ritual tomorrow?" I asked, watching Jane carefully over the rim of my tea. "Now that you're pregnant, I mean. Given everything Wren's old notes suggested about how much it might actually demand from everyone participating."Jane looked at me, one eyebrow arched so high it nearly vanished into her hairline."Please," she said, "do not tell me you're about to start looking at me like I'm suddenly made of glass.""I'm not—""You are absolutely gearing up for it. I can see it happening in real time, Jayden. The careful voice. The concerned eyebrows. I recognize the exact symptoms because I performed them myself, at you, roughly four days ago."I laughed despite myself, some of the tension easing out of my shoulders. "Fine. I'm concerned. Is that allowed?""Concerned is allowed. Fragile-glass-treatment is not." She set down her own cup with brisk, decisive precision. "I am pregnant, not incapacitated. I've read every single one of Wr

🖱️ Jayden 🖱️"Will you two stop hiding over there and come join us," I called across the garden, waving Sammy and Victor over from where they'd been standing close together near the colonnade for the better part of twenty minutes.They separated, both looking faintly caught out, and made their way over Sammy dropping down onto the grass beside me with a groan for his still-healing leg, Victor settling more carefully across from us, close enough to Jane that she immediately swatted his shoulder for stealing one of her notes just to read it upside down."We weren't hiding," Sammy said, entirely unconvincingly."You were absolutely hiding," Jane said. "Whispering sweet nothings while the rest of us do actual work.""It wasn't sweet nothings," Victor said, mock-offended. "It was very important, emotionally significant conversation.""Sure it was."We fell into easy bickering for a while, Jane's notes finally abandoned in favor of simply existing together in the warm afternoon sun, and e

🖱️ Jayden 🖱️I watched as Jane led the others into the fire surrounding Victor, and I couldn't help but feel fear claw its way up my throat, hot and immediate. Fear of something happening to her. Fear of her losing her child, the same devastating way I'd lost mine. If anything happened to either her or the baby, I knew, with absolute certainty, that I would never forgive myself for allowing her to stand this close to the danger in the first place."You don't have to be in the center of this," I'd told her, hours earlier, desperate and pleading. "Jane, please. Let me take your place. Let someone else stand where the fire's going to be worst.""It has to be me," she'd said, unshaken, already gathering her notes with a decisive calm that meant the argument was already finished whether I liked it or not. "I wrote this ritual, Jayden. I understand its structure better than any of you. If something goes wrong, if the pattern shifts unexpectedly, I need to be close enough to adjust it in r