The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 325. STEALING MY SELENIA NARRATOR The winter woman shivered from head to toe with anticipation. It was silly to deny herself the pleasure of being with her mate if she was already marked. Especially when she wanted him just as much. But then her eyes drifted to the solitary figure of her twin She was picking up some planks a few yards away. Although she'd said she was only doing it to punish him, she knew Abigail wasn't having a good time. She was doing it for her sister, so she wouldn't rub her happiness in her face while Abigail still hadn't sorted out her love life.

And speaking of the culprit, Hannah saw him subtly approach the redhead So much ground to cover, yet he went to pick up the lumber right at her side. "They'll work it out, my love." ---- A strong hand slid around the winter woman's waist. "... Fenrir may seem like a half-dumb lunatic, but you can't imagine how much he can surprise you. He's more skilled and smarter than you think. He'll win Abigail's heart back." Magnus assured her, and Hannah hoped that would truly end well. ereeed For her part, Abigail's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

Every time she remembered those women's lecherous looks at her man's perfect ass, she almost wanted to run over and tear them apart. Hannah felt safer because she was marked, but she... She herself had left him out on the meat market. So wrapped up in her tangle of emotions, she didn't feel the sharp nail until it sliced her fingertip. "Shh!" Abigail hissed in pain, straightening up. Before she could put the finger in her mouth, a warm hand took hers. Without thinking twice, Fenrir saw the bead of blood and brought ---- it to his lips.

His tongue curled, licking the cut and healing it Abigail's legs trembled at the brazen tease. "No... it wasn't necessary..." She struggled to get her hand back, but Fenrir held on. His huge shadow loomed over Abigail, dominating her with his presence. "Iwas very necessary; | wouldn't let anyone else heal you. Abigail." Fenrir paused, looking her straight in the eyes. He ordered his thoughts and, for a change, tried to filter every word "Honey, | know | messed up. You can't imagine how much | wish | could turn back time," he confessed with all the honesty he felt.

"Please believe me, baby, this isn't some whim, and it's not just the bond's chemistry.. | like you, like no one ever has." He guided her hand to his chest, where his heart beat steadily "Your prickly, proud, charming way, so sexy and bossy... | love it." Abigail held back the smile tugging at her mouth. No one had ever told her they liked her life-or-death, war- ---- commander orders. "If we hadn't run into each other by chance..." "But we did," Fenrir cut in, leaning in to whisper. ".. And | thank the Goddess for saving me from my own stupidity. | know | failed you, but, Abigail...

'm not going to give The Beta nearly went up in flames with desire, barely keeping her she-wolves in check. Those were the words she'd wanted to hear, the ones that drove her crazy. "You're my female. | won't hand you over to anyone else, no matter how much you punish me... you belong to me," he told her possessively, his wolf howling at the surface. Her pupils narrowed, full of determination. "We'll see if the thrill of something new doesn''t fade fast." Abigail pulled her hand back so he wouldn't feel the tremors in her body and turned away. But Fenrir saw it... the hesitation in her.

She was giving in; he knew she just wanted to test him, to teach him a lesson. He could smell the desire in Abigail, the call of her soul. ---- If there was one thing no one could beat him at, it was being a limpet that latched on and never let go Aldric would be right; in the end, his female would be his alone. Because now his two sons were buzzing around like flies after their favorite snow-and-fire treats. coon Another one who wasted no time the moment he got back-and had the pleasant surprise of finding his female-was Prince Aidan.

Amid the grown-ups' commotion, he took Nyx's hand and spirited her away in silence. He had his private cabin in the swamp; it had always been his little hideout whenever he visited his aunt Anastasia, and now it had become their love nest. He filled the tub with steaming water and, after a good plunge in the river, sank in with his little female sitting on his body. Having Nyx naked on top of him was pure glory.