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“Embarrassed? Baby, you rode my cock like you were trying to erase every bad memory. Don’t you dare feel ashamed for taking what you needed.” Kairos watched us with hooded eyes, one hand resting casually on his thigh, drawing my attention back to the thick, hard outline pressing against his pants. “Shame has no place here. We built this empire by claiming what we want. And right now, Keresse, we want you.” I let out a shaky breath, my body throbbing with a confusing mix of fear and desire. “You don’t even know me. One drunk night with him doesn’t mean I’m going to spread my legs for all three of you in your fancy office.”

The Alpha King stepped through the door, dark coat billowing behind him, his presence swallowing the room. Without a word, he grabbed one rogue by the throat, lifted him clean off the ground, and slammed him against the counter. The second tried to flee—he didn’t make it far. The Alpha King's hand wrapped around his neck, dragging him back like a child caught mid-theft. Throwing him into the counter next to the other rogue. His eyes snapped to the last rogue—the one Celeste had kicked. That one tried to run too. But he didn’t get far. With a low growl that seemed to vibrate through the very floorboards, the Alpha King dropped both rogues and stalked forward. “You touched what wasn’t yours,”

I let out quietly, and suddenly I feel him growl deeply into my neck before he begins kissing my neck slowly, his grip tightening around my body as I feel him tense. "Mine..." He lets out with a low groan, his tone possessive as he keeps me closer to him. I press my lips together and force myself to breathe normally, but I don't manage it. I bring my hands to his chest in an attempt to push him away, but I only find myself pulling him closer. I can't believe this is happening to me right now. Cole Drakov is the Rogue King... and here he is... having me pinned against a tree as he kisses my neck and claims me as his... and the worst part is...

Ryan declares as he thrusts hard into me, causing me to moan. I can’t believe how much he has me moaning like his damn whore. I guess at this rate, I am his personal whore because I’m certainly not his girlfriend. Ryan is the zombie king of the northeast. I’m not his queen, but kings are known for having mistresses. I have to wonder if Ryan has zombie queen, and if so, what does that make me? I hate that I’m thinking about this while Ryan and I are having sex, but I can’t help it.

Eventually Alex is able to tell me the town, and that it isn't too far from here, before both him and Alex leave me to rest. Not that I can find much...Nightmares haunt me. Nightmares of being kidnapped, meeting an enigmatic hunter with unspoken abilities. A King, a rebellion. These nightmares assault me so viciously, so vividly, I wake in the night in a sweat, gasping in panic. These aren't nightmares, they are memories.

"It's okay, Tess. You don't have to forgive me. I'll keep protecting you, even if it costs me my life." His tone was the same as when he once swore to protect Yelena. It was a pity I had long since grown tired of hearing empty promises. My steps didn't falter, and soon I reached the mouth of the valley where a familiar figure clad in silver armor was leaning quietly against a tree, waiting for me. It was Ella, the Alpha King's general. When she saw me approach, she straightened at once and bowed. Then, she offered me a waterskin. "Your Majesty, His Majesty wasn't comfortable letting you return on your own."

But she was nowhere to be found. I paced the halls of the house, my mind racing with anger and frustration. My blood boiled with fury as the rogue's words echoed in my head. The thought of my father being responsible for Hailee's father's death and the theft of the crown enraged me beyond measure. How dare she come after me and my pack, all the while hiding her true identity as a rogue Alpha. My hands trembled with anger and my thoughts raced with a plan for vengeance.

I said frankly. No matter how handsome and terrifying I find him to be, I can't take him to my father without knowing who he is. If he thinks that I'm a naive girl that gets muddled when I see a handsome man, he better think about it again because I can't put my father or our pack in such danger. “I'm Reagan,” I heard him say after our staring contest. Reagan? I blinked slightly Why does he have the same name as the Alpha King? I thought I was asking myself in my head until Reagan replied to me. “Because I'm the Alpha King of course,”

Vragenn instantly found himself next to the girl. “You…” the king muttered through his teeth. - Do you even understand what you’re doing? - Certainly! - Ira grinned. The enemy was angry, which means he was sloppy. “I want to make fun of you well before I kill you...” The chosen one attacked the king with hatred.

But he buried it fast. “You’re mine,” he said. The words landed wrong. Sharp. Possessive. Heavy. And something inside her recoiled. The energy surged again. Violent. Unforgiving. “I’m not something you own!” The explosion that followed cracked the ground beneath her feet. The King moved this time. Fast. Too fast to track. One second he was standing still—next, he was in front of her, grabbing her wrists, grounding her before the next wave could destroy half the chamber.