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For the first time, I understood what Rhydian meant when he said fear could be fuel. We ran through the night, not stopping until the first grey light of dawn touched the sky. By midday, the manor's towers appeared through the trees. Rhydian met us at the gates. His eyes found me immediately, relief flickering across his face. Then he saw my expression. "What happened?" I told him. Everything. The size of the army. Selene's transformation. Viktor. And my mother. When I finished, he was silent for a long moment.

We all had dinner at the dining hall, and I made for my room after I watched Lord Owen walk the old Japanese towards the inner court. As I clutch my door’s knob, a familiar force suddenly overwhelms me before it slams my chest on the wall, a sharp cry ripping from my lips as I feel strong hands grip my nape, grinding the side of my face against the wall. “What are you doing, wench?” Lord Owen growls into my ear and I wince, recalling how I had thanked my stars when he walked away with the guest. I thought that I was going to be free of his habitual sneaking around for a moment. “You will sleep in the old man’s chamber tonight.”

Lexy replied before she felt a strong pull to a very needed sleep. As if they were all tied in a knot, Ethan and Aldric also felt the pull to sleep. They had their mate and beloved girl in their arms. The peace of mind, contentment, and joyful heart drained their supernatural strength, making the lycan prince and the human drift off to the land of nod and join their lovely girl.

“You didn’t sleep here so tell us where the hell you spent the night.” “Alright, I…” I pause, a heated blush spreading across my cheeks. “I was with Liam last night.” “I KNEW IT!” Ria squeals and turns to Suzy. “I told you she was definitely fucking the Lycan Prince last night.” I gasp. “Ria!” “Tell me I’m lying,” she folds her arms and tilts up her chin as if she’s ready to be told otherwise. My goodness.

Silas let out a low, guttural growl that shook his chest, his head bowing as he pressed his forehead against hers. The rhythm they found wasn't the frantic, chaotic clash of predators; it was the synchronized, powerful cadence of a pack’s foundation. With every deep, unhurried stroke, the silver-violet light beneath Elara's skin pulsed brighter, flowing down her arms and interlocking with the gold of Silas’s aura. They were binding themselves together on a level that went far deeper than flesh, knitting the trauma of her past into the unyielding iron of his protection.

I put them on top and he zipped it shut. "Well now that, thats done, how about you give me my safe travels wish," he came in for a kiss that was full of passion and desire. I moaned as he unzipped my dress, it falling to the floor. Soon we were both naked on the couch, moaning with desire and need as I was straddling him and when we could feel our climax's coming we both bit down on our marks. Kyle may not be my fated but I still have come to love him. I'm gonna miss him the whole month that he's gone. We fell asleep holding each other on the couch after making love several more times.

I quickly returned to my daydream. I pulled him closer and slipped my tongue into his mouth. I kissed him harder and he followed my lead. We were both panting by that point and he had moved his hand down to my ass and gave it a little slap. I moaned, and he deepened the kiss in response. “Freya!” Tyler yelled out. Tristan promptly pulled his head away from me and I apprehensively opened my eyes. Tristan was wide-eyed with shock and gawping back at me. He stepped back, looked me up and down from head to toe, then said,

What if… Rhys moved closer, crouched in front of me again and tilted my chin up slightly with his fingers. His skin was cold, his gaze steady. For a second, the air between us shifted. I felt something small but electric, like a pull. He must have felt it too because his hand dropped instantly and he stepped back like he’d touched fire. I blinked, so utterly confused. “Get some rest. My people will watch over us,” He muttered tightly. “We move at dawn.”

ANWEN'S POV I stirred as a bead of sweat slid from my temple down my cheek, the familiar sign that my fever had finally broken. Relief washed through me, and I instinctively burrowed closer, pressing my face against it with a soft sigh. I was just beginning to drift back toward sleep when my hand brushed against something warm and solid. My eyes snapped open. I was staring at a chest. A bare chest. My head jerked upward so quickly it sent dizziness flaring behind my eyes. And there, only inches away, was Rhydan asleep beside me.

Rain. Trembling from the crashing high, my thighs clamping around Rhysand’s head, but he doesn’t stop licking me through it until I take my mouth off his cock to scream. And the asshole chuckles, withdrawing his tongue. Before I can recover enough to put my mouth back on, Rhysand pulls me off him firmly. “No,” he pants, his voice strained. “I need to be inside you right fucking now.” He sits up quickly, sitting me on his lap, our bodies slick with sweat. He guides me with one hand on my hip to his ready cock and lowers me slowly onto him, inch by torturous inch.