Silent Howls
His rough hand slid up my bare th!gh, parting my kne£s, rushing delicious heat through my body.
“Don't look at me like that,” he growled, his mouth grazing the corner of mine.
“Unless you want me to show you how a king worships his queen, little fawn.”
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Mute and wolf-less, Liora had always been the shadow in her own home, treated as nothing more than a servant. Besides endless labor, her blood was drained to cure her stepsister’s strange illness.
When rogues threatened their pack, her father made the cruelest choice: he offered Liora to the monstrous Lycan King, Cassian Veyraith. A man whispered to take pleasure in death.
Dragged to King's bed, naked and trembling, Liora braced herse
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