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Feral Desires Chapter 41
CLAUDEIT STILL FELT weird, being able to walk around the house so freely. But now… now I knew where the dining room was. Hell, I could smell it—the rich, savory aroma filling the air, making my stomach clench.But that wasn’t what had my chest squeezing.No, it was him. He had seen me—had looked at what I was—and instead of disgust, he had laughed. Had reached out, tapped my head, stroked my fur. And gods, it made my heart stuttered because it mattered.I stepped into the dining room, and Nikolai was already there, dressed in a fitted white T-shirt and dark suit trousers. Simple, effortless, but somehow he still looked like he belonged on a throne. His eyes found mine as I moved closer, the corner of his lips tugging up like he was amused by something.Then, his gaze dragged over me. Slow. Thorough.A low hum vibrated in his throat before he reached for the chair beside him, pulling it out for me.And gods—something inside me burst at that.I sat, my eyes flicking to the six men sta
Last Updated : 2025-02-12Feral Desires Chapter 42
CLAUDEHE DIDN'T EVEN tell me when he left.I had still been in bed when a knock sounded at the door. The sound dragged me from sleep, and when I reached across the mattress, my hand met nothing but cold sheets.The space next to me was empty.I should have known then.When I opened the door, a man dressed in all black stood there, his posture rigid, his gaze fixed anywhere but on me.“Boss said I should tell you he won’t be back soon.”Soon. That was four days ago.My stomach twisted, a slow, twisting ache forming in the pit of my gut because the last time he left, he came back with two bullet wounds.I didn’t want to see that again.I didn’t want to sit here, waiting, suffocating in this house while my mind ran in circles, wondering if this was the time he wouldn’t make it back.The house was full of people, but it still felt empty. Hollow. Cold in a way that had nothing to do with temperature. And I knew—I knew—it was because I wasn’t really part of this world.I didn’t try to talk
Last Updated : 2025-02-14Feral Desires Chapter 43
NIKOLAI HE WANTED TO to leave.The thought circled in my head over and fucking over until it sank into my bones, twisting through me like a sickness, a goddamn obsession. All I could think about was tying him down, chaining him to the fucking bedpost if that’s what it took to keep him here.I yanked at my tie, pulling the damn thing loose until it slipped from my fingers, landing somewhere on the floor.He wasn’t leaving. I wouldn’t fucking let him. Not when I had finally accepted—finally fucking accepted—that I wanted him.My hand twitched at my cheek, my jaw tight, my chest aching with the need to own him, to make him mine, to fucking possess him. The thought had me exhaling sharply, shaking my head, because for the first time, I wasn’t sure who the real animal was between us.“Pakhan?”Andrei’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I hadn’t even noticed when he walked in.I lifted my gaze to him, my expression sharp. “What the fuck happened to your face?”His hand twitched, like h
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NIKOLAIMY FINGERS CURLED around the gun before I was even fully awake, instincts kicking in before reason as I forced myself through the last haze of sleep. Something was off. Someone was too close. Watching.I sat up fast, muscles tight, gun already aimed, my finger poised over the trigger—ready to put a bullet between their eyes—until I saw who it was.Boris. My grip tightened, jaw locking as I breathed through the sharp rush of adrenaline. I didn’t lower the gun. I could still pull the trigger. I wanted to. “Now, now, Nikolai.” His voice was too smooth, too fucking amused for someone who had just walked into my bedroom uninvited. “Don’t tell me you plan on shooting your own Batya.”The light flicked on, too bright, too harsh, and I swore under my breath, dragging a hand over my face as I adjusted to it. He was smiling. That slow, knowing smirk that made my skin crawl.I reached for the sheets without looking, pulling them up over Claude’s back, covering him before he could wake
Last Updated : 2025-02-18Feral Desires Chapter 45
CLAUDE“YOU CAN LEAVE.”The words didn’t make sense.I blinked at Nikolai from where I sat on the bed, my head still hazy, heavy, like I’d been drowning in a dream for too long. My body felt sluggish, my limbs heavy by sleep that shouldn’t have lasted this long. Even when I looked out the window, the sky was dark. A full day—I’d slept for a full day.But that wasn’t what made my chest go tight.It wasn’t the exhaustion, the disorientation.It was him.Standing there, hands shoved into his pockets, looking around his own bedroom like he was seeing it for the first time. Like he didn’t recognize it. Like he didn’t recognize me.“Nikolai…” My voice was hoarse, my throat tight. “Why?”I shouldn’t have asked. I should have just taken my chance, grabbed my things, and gone. I’d been telling him that I needed to leave. That I had to leave. Go back to my pack, to my family.But I never thought he’d let me go.Not like this.Not when just last night, he had held me so tight, his breath warm ag
Last Updated : 2025-02-19Feral Desires Chapter 46
CLAUDE I COULD TELL something was wrong the moment they told me to step out of the car. The way they moved, the way they avoided my gaze—it was all wrong.You’re being detained. Shit.So here I was, pacing in a small, dimly lit room, waiting for something to happen, and I knew exactly what that something would be—my father.My jaw clenched as I turned to the two men standing guard. "Why are you holding me here when I should be on my way back to my pack?" My voice came out sharp, a growl filled with frustration.They exchanged a glance before one of them finally spoke. "You’ve been reported missing—"My heart dropped."By the Alpha of Rising Moon Pack."Of course.I dragged a hand over my face, trying to keep calm. With what had happened the last time, of course he would be worried, but I didn’t think he would actually report me missing. Not when he was the kind of man who preferred handling things alone.I didn’t know how long I sat there, pacing, waiting, feeling the minutes stretc
Last Updated : 2025-02-21Feral Desires Chapter 47
CLAUDEI PRESSED MY palm flat against my tie, smoothing out invisible wrinkles as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My own eyes looked foreign—empty, like I’d already been hollowed out.A sigh slipped from my lips. Too quiet. Too weak. I clenched my jaw, forcing my expression into something passable before turning away to my nightstand. My fingers curled around the drawer handle pulling open the drawer.Lupenol. The small, familiar bottle sat at the top, right where I’d left it. I picked it up, rolling it between my fingers before twisting the cap off.It wasn’t real medicine—not even registered. Just something my father forced on me, a chemical solution to my problem. The first time I’d asked where they came from, I was nine. He’d ignored me. By the time I was twelve, I’d stopped asking altogether.Now, I just swallowed.The pills hit the back of my throat, bitter as always. I didn’t bother chasing them with water, just shoved the bottle back into the drawer and slammed it sh
Last Updated : 2025-02-22Feral Desires Chapter 48
NIKOLAITHE BASTARD WASN’T even shaking.His hands were tied behind his back, knees pressed into the cold concrete, a gun to his skull—and he still had the audacity to look me in the eye.I should’ve killed him already. The second they dropped him in front of me—blindfolded, gagged—I should’ve pulled the trigger. But I didn’t. Not yet. Because I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to know exactly who was taking his last breath.“You’re quiet,” he rasped, his voice barely recognizable after the screaming. “Expected more from you.”I crouched in front of him, tilting my head. “Like what?”“A speech.” His mouth twisted into something that might’ve been a smirk if his face weren’t so fucked up. “Something poetic. Revenge always brings out the theatrics in men like us.”I let the silence hang between us for a moment, just staring at him. Then I smiled—barely, but enough to show him I wasn’t fazed.“He was weak,” he spat. “Would’ve never made it in this world, and you know it.”The word hit
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NIKOLAIHE WAS SHAKING.Not from pleasure. Not from the come-down.I stayed deep inside him, hands locked on his hips, my body tense as steel. Something wasn’t right. I could feel it in the way his pulse hammered beneath my fingers, in the way his body kept clenching around me, like he was trying to pull me in deeper. But he was too hot—way too fucking hot.I didn’t move. Not yet. I had to figure out what was happening. But the instinct to move was clawing at me.“Claude,” I bit out, my voice low, brows pulled tightly. I brushed the damp strands of hair from his neck. “You’re burning up.”He gasped, pushing back into me, his hips grinding against mine like he needed this to breathe. His fingers dug into the sheets, shaking like his body wasn’t his own anymore. Like I was the only thing keeping him from falling apart.“Talk to me.”There was a beat—just ragged breaths, broken and shallow. And then the words hit like a bullet.“I… I think I’m in heat.”The world stilled.Iknew what that
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CLAUDETHE SUN HAD dipped behind the sky when we got to the hotel. It was big—absolutely gorgeous and luxurious—and his hand never left my back as we were escorted to the elevator.The doors opened directly into the suite. No hallway. No detour. Just the quiet click behind us as we stepped inside.Nikolai didn’t say a word. He took off his jacket, dropped it over a chair then looked over his shoulder at me, one brow raised.“You must be hungry,” he said.I rubbed the back of my neck, exhaled through my nose. “I’m not.”He didn’t push. Just nodded once, already moving past me toward the bar. “Shower, then. Take your time.”The bathroom was as beautiful as the rest of it—sleek, gold-trimmed, expensive. I locked the door, and stepped in. Water hit tile, steam rising almost instantly. I stood under the spray longer than I should’ve, eyes closed, hands braced on the wall, as a deep sigh slide past my lips.When I stepped out, the scent of food filled the air—rich and warm, but it wasn’t hu
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CLAUDEMY LEGS WOULDN’T stop moving, twitching against the floor like they wanted to be anywhere but inside this car. I pushed out a breath, slowly and leaned my head back against the seat.The AC was on, but I couldn’t breathe.Before I could think, my hand was on the door, pushing it open, and I stepped out. The air slapped me first, a cold bite to my skin, but there was something else—something different that wrapped around it, choking out the relief. A scent. A wolf’s scent.My spine snapped straight and I didn’t even realize I was moving until my feet carried me around the corner, down the path, feet crunching on gravel.Then I saw them.Pressed up against the wall. A guard—tall, broad—gripping the front of someone’s shirt, like he owned him. Their mouths were fused together, sloppy and hungry and completely oblivious.The wolf under him was young. Small. Soft, with flushed skin and a trembling throat that looked too exposed, too breakable. But it wasn’t that.It was when he open
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NIKOLAISHE LOOKED LIKE hell.Dress torn, smeared with dirt, lip still split from the slap I gave her two nights ago that still hasn’t heal. She should’ve been ashamed. She should’ve known better. But there she was, with her hand on him—like she had any right.I stood by the car, arms folded, fingers twitching near the grip of the gun holstered under my coat. Claude wasn’t moving. Just standing there like a statue, like if he stared hard enough past her shoulder, this whole fucking moment would vanish. That’s how he coped—with silence, with absence.Then her hand found his.Gentle. Softly.She slid it to her stomach like it meant something, like she hadn’t pinned him down and stolen something that was never hers to take.A child.My jaw locked. Pain bloomed down the side of my face, but I didn’t blink. Didn’t breathe.She turned her head and met my eyes. That goddamn smile—thin, cracked, and smug—like she thought carrying his baby made her immortal.Claude jerked his hand back like she
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Feral Desires Chapter 69
NIKOLAII TOOK A sharp breath, the kind that burned in my chest.Claude’s body was stretched out underneath me, all lean muscle and bruised beauty. I rolled to the side, pulling the sheets over us, and his eyes followed me—hand landing on my chest like he thought I would run.I wasn’t.I would never.“Can I mark you?” he asked again, voice rough, voice so fucking soft.He asked it like a man offering forever. Like he didn’t know I’d already sold my soul to make sure no one ever touched him again—he was mine, and mine alone.I swallowed the lump in my throat and reached for his hand on my chest, lacing our fingers together and kissing the back of his knuckles.“You sure?” I murmured, my voice heavier than I meant it to be.“Yes.”No hesitation.Fuck.I closed my eyes for a second. He deserved to know. Even if I didn’t want him to. Even if he left this bed and I spent the rest of my fucking life chasing him down, begging for his forgiveness—I couldn’t keep this from him.So I said it.“
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CLAUDEMY HEART WAS pounding so hard against my chest that it felt like I might actually suffocate under the weight of it. Every breath was a struggle, each inhale shaky as I continued to stare at him, the words he’d just said echoing in my head.I love you. I love you. I couldn’t make sense of it. I couldn’t understand how something so simple could make my entire world feel like it was cracking apart and coming together all at once.“What?” I choked out, my voice barely a whisper, my hands trembling as I reached for him, pressing my palm against his chest, needing to feel something—anything—that was real, that would make this feel real.Nikolai’s smile softened. It wasn’t sharp, it wasn’t cocky. It was raw. It was breathless. There was a quiet desperation in it, something so different. I felt my breath catch. His fingers slipped through my hair, gently pushing it back from my face as he leaned in, his lips brushing over mine—so soft it hurt, like he was afraid of breaking me.“I’m f
Feral Desires Chapter 67
CLAUDEI WOKE UP gasping.My lungs were on fire, chest heaving too fast, too erratically. My fingers dug into the sheets—no, not sheets. Not his. Not that ground. I sucked in a breath, pushing myself up, my back slamming against the headboard.I wasn’t there.I wasn’t there.I dragged a shaky hand across my face. My skin was slick and my hair hair, wet. My chest felt tight, like I couldn’t get enough air, and my throat was sore, dry.Then I turned my head.The space next to me was empty. The sheets were cold. I swallowed, but it didn’t help. The room was dark, with only the faint light outside spilling in. I listened, hoping to hear the sound of him—his breath, his movements, anything that would tell me he was still here, that everything was still… okay.But there was nothing.I told myself not to care. Told myself he was just out there somewhere, doing whatever it was he did when he left. That he’d come back. But the fear was already there. Growing.I shoved the covers off, my legs
