Novel & Cerita Rhysand And Feyre

His hand dropped to his side as Lyra blinked in surprise, her heart still racing because she didn’t expect him to press his lips into her that long. Meanwhile, Rhys fists clenched tightly, his jaw set with anger as he watched the scene unfold before him. Anya, sensing his unease, bit her lip, puzzled by his strong reaction. Was it possible that he still harbored feelings for his ex? The thought stirred a fierce protectiveness in her and her inner wolf, especially since she and Rhys were set to marry soon. The wedding ceremony sped by, with many customs left unobserved. As royals, they were meant to partake in a grand parade and balcony show at the palace, but Kian opted to skip it all.

I take it, rising up beside him and bowing at the Alpha. “Father, this is Vaelora Rhydian. My mate.” His voice is thick with tension as he introduces me but that’s not what worries me. The darker man from earlier stiffen, his eyes growing wide for a while before relaxing as he peers at me, his intense gaze causing goosebumps to appear on my skin. I tear my gaze away, fixating on the way the King Alpha smiles at me. Silence falls over the room again, the sound of the clock ticking being the only thing disrupting the tension in the room.

“Technically, you were trespassing. We just happened to meet in a place where old secrets go to rot.” Ryden frowned. “I told you to wait outside and not engage” Hayden raised a brow. “And miss the moment she pulled a book on dragon lineages like it was her birthright?” I stiffened. The book was still clutched in my hand. Ryden turned to Hayden. “I’ll handle it.” That earned him a sharp look. “No. You’re too close to this.” “I’m the Alpha,” Ryden said coolly. “And I’m your Beta,” Hayden replied, just as smooth. “Which means it’s my job to see what you don’t.”

There in his shamelessness sat Shane, sitting dangerously on the open balcony without a care as he grinned at them. “It seems the Empire has no hope. I shall see you in three days from now wearing your crown Alastair Kaedmen”. “I can’t deny a man his fantasy. That is, unless it becomes reality” Alastair calmly replied, pulling Alexis closer to him. “Really. Because all I see is a foolish king falling for his Mage in a doomed relationship. But then again some people enjoy tragic romances. I prefer ones that end in the destruction of an Empire” he taunted.

The moonstone flared and silver light burst across the clearing. The cursed wolves howled in pain. The glow spread like moonlight across their skin, weakening them. “It’s working!” Lira shouted. But Veyr was still moving. He lunged toward Faye. I roared and intercepted him. Our bodies collided hard. He was stronger than any rogue Alpha I had ever faced. Claws tore into my shoulder and I drove my fist into his ribs. We crashed into the dirt, grappling like beasts. “You should have surrendered,” he growled.

I don’t look up, my shaky fingers brushing the hair that is matted with blood away from my friend’s forehead. “Let me help you,” before I can argue, large arms cover mine and pick Cami up off the floor and from my thighs. He doesn’t look like he is lifting a person as he turns over his shoulder and nods at me. “I’m Dylan by the way, I’m the beta.” I nod, though it was already obvious from his aura. “That is our alpha, Zade.” I don’t say anything because the name somehow fits him. Not very welcoming and cold.

I let him go ahead with the plans. I'm standing against the window of my bedroom, holding Rhysand. He's getting bigger every day and makes noises, as if he's eager to talk. He reaches for things and pulls my hair often. He's so adorable, with his black curls and his father's grey-blue eyes. I'm just so obsessed with him. His chubby fingers hold mine, while the other hand bangs against the window. It's a shame Kian can't see this. I think he'd be ecstatic because he wanted to be a father. I raise an eyebrow when I see two figures peeking out from behind a tree. They seem to be having a heated discussion. I squint and realize it's Sonny and Serena. The latter appears to be crying as she shouts

The only thing that should make him suspect it's me has been changed now so I step forward boldly and offer my hand in a handshake. "Dragmir Fenrir, at your service." He nods and plants the most flirty smile he has in his arsenal on his face as he takes my hand. "Rhysand, of the northern Lycans. Eager to have you." I take my hand back and watch him get into the car. Safira is deathly still when I look at her but she's noticed it too. I get into the car and keep my distance from Rhys. I think the playing field just became a tad bit more even.

LORI’S POV I looked away from him, shutting my eyes. I heard him chuckle. “You don’t have a choice, little wolf. Get some rest.” Without another word, he left, shutting the door behind him. I stood there for a moment, my heart banging against my chest. That was close. Was he truly about to steal my first kiss? The Lycan King was as frustrating as he was terrifying. What made it worse was that I was trapped in his world.