The Wolf King's Reluctant Mate의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 9

A rogue took a heavy step toward me, mocking me, saying, “You won't be alive much longer to hide anyway.”With a scream of defiance, I smashed the bottle against the stone hearth.The suffocating smell of silver and raw herbs instantly filled the small cabin. Every drop of the suppression medicine spilled into the dirt, sinking into the floorboards.The wolves froze, their smiles instantly vanishing as the aura in the room altered. Sarlen closed his eyes, whispering my name in utter despair.I stood up straight; I could feel the poison fizzle out of my bloodstream.Suddenly, a massive vibration moved inside my chest. A secondary, thunderous heartbeat that wasn't my human one.Once.Twice.Then it slammed against my ribs like a battering ram.A blood-curdling scream tore from my throat as my knees buckled. I hit the floor hard. An agonizing, blinding heat exploded through every nerve ending.My fingers curled, my nails split open as sharp, dark claws forced their way out.“Adele!” Sarl

"I don't care if you hate me, Adele. But I will not watch my fated mate die of exposure when I have the power to prevent it."The word mate slipped beneath my defenses again, sending an uncomfortable squeeze through my heart. I pulled the heavy cloak tighter around myself, refusing to back down. "I am not yours."His expression hardened into a mask of pure royal authority. "I know. You are not mine because I say so. You are riding in the carriage because your father is running out of time."He stepped aside, gesturing to the open door.I choked back my reply, my jaw clenching. He was right about one thing—Sarlen didn't have minutes to waste on my pride.That was the only reason!I climbed into the carriage, immediately moving to the absolute furthest corner, pressing myself against the frosted window.Rowan climbed in after me, his massive frame taking up nearly the entire opposite side of the carriage. He didn't say anything at the distance I put between us. He didn't even look at me

A scream stuck in my throat.Sarlen’s heart had stopped. The servant's frantic words bounced off in my head like the sound of a gunshot.“The human... his heart has just stopped! He is dying right now!”I lunged for the heavy iron handle of the oak door, but a terrifying, monstrous roar tore through the room, pinning my feet to the floorboards.Behind me, King Rowan was breaking apart. The thin veneer of the ruthless, calculating ruler had entirely disintegrated.He was on his hands and knees, his fingernails clawing deep trenches into the solid stone floor.His shoulder blades violently expanded, the muscles tearing and knitting together as his body fought a chaotic shift.But it was his eyes that made my blood turn to ice. They weren't just red anymore.They were a void of pure, unadulterated madness; purple veins mapped his neck, and his chest heaved visibly, glowing with a lethal heat that practically distorted the air around him."Adele... run," he choked out, his voice warping i

Rowan didn't move; he stood right in front of me, using his scarred leather and muscle like a wall to protect my body from the fifty executioners at the door. His hands shook lightly as they grasped the hilt of his broadsword.I glanced at his wrists and felt my breath hitch. The signs of his mania were clear now. Thick purple veins pulsed up his forearms. He was on the brink. If he fought back, the pressure in his head would break what little sanity he had left. He wouldn’t just be fighting Eric; he’d become a mindless beast, and none of us would survive."Rowan, don’t," I whispered, pressing my palm against his spine. The heat radiating off his skin was staggering, vibrating with a desperate, wild current."Stay behind me, Adele," Rowan growled. The sound was rough, scraped raw by the poison in his blood. "I am the King of Dravenwood. No one dictates terms to me in my own palace.""Look at your wrists!" I took a small step to the side, trying to keep my voice even despite the flutte