Cain Yours To Claim Novels & Stories

My voice trembled, but I refused to falter. Cain’s jaw tightened. His hand brushed the air, fingers twitching as if he could reach through the bond and seize control. “You can’t deny it,” he said. “It’s alive in you. And it’s dangerous.” I shook my head, stepping back. “It’s mine. Not yours. Not Kael’s. Not his. Not yours.”

"That doesn't make me the culprit." "It doesn't, but seeing how much you will gain from taking me out, you can only be the culprit." "Excuse you!" Claire snapped at Cain, "That should be my line. You will benefit more if I get sacked." "Then resign, so that you won't have to be chased away." Cain proposed to her. "I have an idea," He continued and stretched his hand behind, a guard came forward and gave a file to Cain. Cain stretched the file to Claire, "Sign this gracefully and we will never meet again. Check it and see how generous I am towards you."

“I still look better than you.” Cain chuckled. “Ah, there it is. That defiance. So charming.” He took a step closer, lips curling. “But unnecessary now, isn’t it? You lost. You’re a prisoner. And soon? You’ll be forgotten.” Rayne leaned back against the wall, eyes narrowed. “You always wanted this, didn’t you?” Cain tilted his head. “I wanted what was mine. You took that from me.” “You gave it up the moment you let fear control you.”

I start, desperately searching for a lie but coming up with none. Adiran leans into me heavily, his face pressing into my hair. “In your defense?” He mocks earning a scowl from my downturned face. “What did you do?” Shoving my hands deep into my pockets, I kick another stone. “I stole.” The warmth of Adiran’s eyes cools ever so slowly, “Ari--” “It was only bread.” I retort, shoving my hands deep into my pockets in search of something to hold. “Besides,” nocking an eyebrow, I turn to him, “it’s not like they ever notice.”

He held her wrist and dragged her hand down. Smiling, he said, "But I want you to know. You are my mate and you should know everything about me. Ciarra means nothing to me. Allain thrusted her forcefully in my face and Herones didn't let me refuse. It is just a temporary arrangement. As soon as I'll get my revenge, this will be over. I was and I am only yours," she explained to him. She would be lying if she said his statement didn't ease her heart.

Beneath it lay a note in Cassian Wolfe’s unmistakable handwriting: > For tomorrow night. Dress appropriately. — C.W. Her lips twitched. “You arrogant bastard.” As if summoned by the insult, the door opened. Cassian stepped in, sleeves rolled, eyes sharp. “You got the box,” he said smoothly. “Could’ve just sent an email,” Zara replied, not bothering to hide her irritation. “Emails don’t get remembered,” he said, tone casual, like the rules didn’t apply to him. “What’s the occasion?”

The room was very still. I held his gaze steadily. "The woman at the estate," I said. "Yes," he said. I sat with that for a moment. My name used as a bargaining chip in a message from a man who was running out of road. The specific desperation of someone who had lost his inside source, lost Rafael as an asset, lost Sophia as an intelligence pipeline, and was now making noise with the only piece of leverage he believed he still had. "He can't reach me," I said.

When her eyes find Juni they hold for a fraction too long—assessment, injury, calculation—then move to me. The senior clerk looks up. “Alpha Voss. You requested to present material before the window closes.” “I present a completed claim,” I say. My voice carries cleanly. “The woman standing with me has accepted it. Freely. In full. The claim is mutual. It is not contingent on this chamber’s clock, and it is not offered as a substitute for investigation into the net already on your record. It is simply the truth of what we are to each other, placed on the record before the window ends.”

"I'd like to say I'm gutted at losing, but that was impressive so I don't even care that I'm buying." "I told you." Cain drops his arm around my shoulders and smiles smugly at her. After being thoroughly congratulated by everyone, he tells them to go shower and dress so Cally can pay up already, then he leans over and nuzzles me. "I'm so fucking hard for you right now. Have you got the energy for me?"

The idea excited and unnerved her in equal measures. Leaning forward, Onyx licked the crook of her neck. “I’m going to mark you right here.” He sucked at the spot. “Here, where everyone can see it, so that everyone knows you’re mine, that you belong to me. So everyone knows this pussy belongs to me, and only I can have it. Do you understand that? Only I can have you. Say it.” Tasha swallowed hard at the authority pouring from him, heating her entire body. Her wolf was melting from it. “Only you can have me.”