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Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King Dreams Are A Forgotten Reality
Freya's POVIt was his hands I saw first; holding mine softly but firmly.My free hand flew to my stomach first, to be sure that I had not lost my baby. I felt disoriented and groggy, and I squinted as the bright light of the morning lanced through my sensitive eyes into my brain."Freya." Zane's rough velvet voice held a note of well hidden worry. Not so hidden to me though, since I could detect it.Stark relief washed away his usual mask of composure, baring his inner turmoil plain for me to see.He saw that my hand still clutched my stomach, worry creeping back into his features. "Do you feel pain there?"I started to say something to him but all that came out was warm air."You won't be able to use your voice for now." He sounded cautious like he didn't want to say what was really on his mind just yet.I just almost blurted out to him that I was pregnant and asked if the healer had seen any bleeding.I was instantly thankful that my voice had fled from me. I didn't want to tell hi
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Freya's POV "What a ... cautiously creative way to wake me up, mate, entering into my mind to weave a very realistic looking or should I say realistic feeling dream." I muttered, yawning and stretching as I sat up. It only felt like I had just woken up from a brief nap. "Not so realistic since you caught onto it and found a way to wake yourself up." He countered, a note of wryness slipping into his tone. I fought the instinctual urge to touch my belly, feeling for the baby I secretly hoped was still there. "Hm. That's weird," I noted. "What's weird?" He asked. "It only feels like I had just woken up from a light sleep." "It would feel like that." "You exaggerated all that grogginess in my dream, Zane." "Maybe a little. But your mind did a lot of the work. Dreams can appear bigger than reality." To that I nodded, strongly relating with that last statement on a deep level. I snuggled up against him, sniffing in his familiar, heady scent as I let myself drown in his homely, ca
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Freya's POV I found myself thinking about that night for the umpteenth time. Her words. "Even like this, you're still one lousy attention seeker." I was back there. In the courtyard. Running. It was empty and silent except for the tap tap of my bare feet slapping against the damp cobblestones of the courtyard as I ran with all my might. The wind whipped through my hair, but I couldn't tell if it was the wind or my own breath that was making my scalp prickle. I could hear the sound of my own cries, but it sounded like someone else's voice, echoing in an endless abyss. My shallow breaths grew louder, heavier, faster with each passing second and crescendoed until — Silence. An infernal, ear-splitting silence. The quiet in the courtyard gradually morphed into something thick and ominous, and was suddenly interrupted by slow, light, almost imperceptible footfalls from behind me. Her phantom breath brushed against my neck, crawling beneath my skin. "You are one scared little bitch,
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King After.
Alpha Zane's POV Freya's mark on my neck burned with such raw intensity it forced me up on my feet and out of my study where I plotted the next devastating move in ridding myself of this curse. I got to her chambers and forgetting that I could have just asked her maid who might have known where she was about her whereabouts, I traced her scent from the room. I sniffed like a hunting dog till I got to the foot of the winding staircase that led up to the watchtower. Her mark stung with higher urgency and I whizzed up the stairs. In no time, I made it to the entrance of the watchtower. My gaze found her. There she was. She was standing still and stately, staring serenely at me, like she waited for me to come to her. She looked breathtaking in that beautiful green dress. She looked fine, exquisite even, so why did our mate bond stretch so taut that it caused her mark to call me that urgently. Something had to be wrong. I wondered if she had seen Alexia yet. Looking at her poured i
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King Of All The Reckless Things...a bathtub.
Freya's POV His lips were forceful and hungry. One would expect that he would go softly on me due to all I had gone through that day. But he didn't. And I was grateful for that. He was making good on his promise to make me forget about the day. He invaded my entirety, his mouth claiming every bit of exposed skin he could find. "Zane…" I moaned out his name as his long, bloody red tongue found my shoulder. His mark. His long, slender taloned index finger pressed against my lips. "Shh." his rumble sent delicious tingles down my spine. How I loved it when Warrick spoke. He stopped moving abruptly and I opened my eyes in disappointment. Up until a few seconds ago, they were closed in delirious bliss. I flicked a soap bubble in his face. He looked ridiculous. "Why?" I asked simply, my voice coarse with desire. He leaned in close, his breath tickling my ear, and murmured my name in that low, delicious voice. "Freya." It was like he was casting a spell on me, and my name was his w
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King Of All The Unlikely Places...the bed.
Freya's POV“I’m going to fuck you like this tight little pussy is mine. Because it is, Freya. Every part of you is," he purred like a feline, his cock teasing the lips of my pussy back and forth.Damn right I am.A whimper clawed up my throat as my body lit beneath his erotic ministrations.My arms were clutching his neck. Saying that I was doing so for support would be too mild a response.I was clinging unto him for dear life.My arms were locked tight around him like a vice because I knew that if I let go or even loosened my grip, I would be romancing death. Which I already was, technically.Zane was life's naturally occurring embodiment of death.My legs should normally be wrapped around his waist as my arms were on his neck but my indomitable sex legend of a mate had other plans.Those other plans involved his arms hooking under my knees and pulling up to his midriff, while my legs dangled at his sides. This gave him such a premium angle to my pussy that my wetness already drool
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King Danger Brewing In The Horizon
Alpha Zane's POV "You have been standing here?" I asked Krayne whose head was bowed to me at the door. "I apologize, your highness." He bowed even deeper, his head so low that his chin almost touched his chest. "Stand upright, Krayne. I do not care so much for those formalities." My footsteps echoed softly down the hallway as I walked to the staircase. "I got—" "Shh," I hushed him, putting a finger to my lip and pointing at the door I just walked out of. "She's asleep," I spelled it out for him. "Oh oh yes." He made a sad attempt at whispering since he was only really used to yelling orders and barking out instructions. "How long?" I needed to clarify something. His head jerked down sharply, probably because he was recalling what must have been a traumatic experience for his ears. Or he was thinking of a diplomatic lie to tell me. Maybe both. "Long enough, your highness." He chose to say the truth. Not a bad choice. I would have snapped his neck if he had lied. "I see." My
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Faster! My wolf kept urging me.The young, fair headed female beside me kept her head bowed as she escorted me out of the courtyard to my escape. We walked awkwardly in silence. Or maybe I was just the one feeling awkward. Whatever.The guards nodded their heads dutifully as I passed them. I noted this with some unease that I knew would never fade away.I was still much unused to this…"publicness". After living in the shadows all my life, even the smallest glimmer of spotlight could blind me."My lady!" The child next to me gasped and I whipped around, my senses immediately on high alert."What is it?" I saw no danger, just the blue azaleas that lined the porch and the wide stretch of trimmed green leading up to my destination. The only living things around were the guards standing so perfectly still under the burning sun."Tell me, what is it?" I inquired harshly.The child looked scared for a second. "I'm just—I wanted to ask you to slow down your pace, my muscles felt ready to tear
Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King The End.
Zane's POVI shifted back to my human form. Fully naked, I stretched out my wrist. Using the sharp edge of my claw, I sliced it open and let the dark red blood pour to the ground. Then I crouched low and pushed my wrist over Nylf's mouth. The poor thing was barely alive in Freya's trembling arms.A taste of my potent, Lycan blood was so powerful it could bring him to life. But then, it could also be too powerful.Lycans and vampires were similar this way. We gave blood to give life. Only in this case, I could really kill my own pup, or bring him back to life safely. Let's see what happened.Like I said. I had been alive long enough to know when a werewolf was dead.Nylf wasn't.The wound I created was healing up fast. "Force his mouth open, Freya." She did. No doubt with some supernatural strength. The pup's jaws were locked tight.My blood dripped into his mouth as the wound closed up. Nothing happened. His mouth was still hanging open. Then he gulped weakly.That was enough for me.
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Freya's POVMy eyes reluctantly fluttered awake.I don't know if it was the silence or the insistent prick in my neck that woke me up.Judging from how my hand swatted away the paper that was crumpled and formed a pointed edge against my neck, the latter option was more probable. I fiddled with it a bit and traced the lettering on it.B U N W E L T A R U S O O DWhat was this?I knew one thing for sure. It was Zane's handwriting.A few questions sprung up in my mind. Like why had he decided to wedge this small parchment near my neck? And more importantly, why had Zane written gibberish?I crumpled it back and threw it off the bed, settling on the easy explanation that I was experiencing a momentary brain glitch as I had just woken up.The soft rustling sound of the paper hitting the carpeting was loud in my ears. This made me aware of how…noiseless the room was.The silence was strange. Too strange.At any slightest movement from me, Zane would have called out and said something by no
Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King The Witch Has A Secret
Gertrude's POVWe were on the run.Fugitives, rogues, we were labeled by anyone within a thousand miles.A grand bounty had been placed on our heads. One hundred bars of pure gold and an honorable seat among the members of the royal court.This was fantastic news for deltas, omegas and gammas who never got a chance to enjoy the benefits normally accrued to only Alphas, Betas and Lycans. They were avidly on the lookout the most. And these particular sets of werewolves were everywhere.The search was hot against us.So, fueled by zero to two scattered hours of sleep and the top diet of acrid-tasting mango nectar with live squirrels or wild mice since two weeks ago, we ran and hid and ran again.We never stayed anywhere for longer than two nights. Three at most if the packs were filled with mostly geriatric werewolves whose teeth had already fallen off due to age and were too old and useless to do anything that the rest of them were tiny child helpers.The latter option worked. For a whi
Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King The Study: Graphic Content Warning
Freya's POVA stream of curses poured out from his mouth as he pumped into me with slick, deranged slaps, the front of his thighs hitting the backs of mine in a pounding rhythm.His one hand fisting my hair viciously, the other gripping my right hip, claws digging into my flesh and drawing blood, his cock thrashing my insides while he released depraved sounds that only threatened to topple me over the edge of my climax. No, I wasn't going to scream. I needed to be fucking obedient to his rules.I bit my lip until I tasted copper spreading over my tongue. I was struggling not to scream and bellow and cry and howl my lungs out in acute pleasure.It was fucking hard. I was fighting everything in me to hold on enough to keep grappling at that control even if it meant losing something as inconsequential as blood.I had to do this. I needed to do this. To keep myself from exploding around him. To obey him. But I was in a losing battle, and I was a fucking liar. I was not going to obey him a
Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King Curiosity Might Kill The Wolf
Freya's POV Unlike before, now we were both in the bathtub. And not really getting any bathing done. I was the main culprit. I couldn't keep my hands off Zane, and he let me. Though, that was proving quite difficult now that he had positioned himself at my feet. I needed him closer. "Zane." I called him. "You're way too far from me. Just come back to me, I want to feel you some more. Please?" I asked solicitously. "Shhh, Freya. Feel the night. Enjoy the silence." Feel the night. I let out a brief laugh. Sometimes I forgot that Zane was over a century old. "Why feel the night", I asked, "when I can feel you, Zane. Allow you to feel me." I slowly spread my legs apart for him to see where I really needed him to feel me. He was quiet as he stared at my pussy. It was slight but I saw his impassive gaze slip for a fleeting moment before he pulled it back on. I didn't miss how his eyes darkened before he bowed his head and swiped my inner thigh with the cloth in his hand. After that
Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King Freya, the study.
Freya's POVMy legs were water. I couldn't use them anymore than I could use my vocal cords. My voice had left me due to all the screaming from about thirty minutes ago.I was in the bathtub of his study soaking up the warmth of his familiar musk-scented bath that he had drawn for me before he left the room. He left to do his cursory check of the palace and keep appearances as the mate who was tortured because he wasn't able to see his Luna.What was taking him so long anyway? Quite a good chunk of time had already passed.I closed my eyes and sunk into the bath and sighed as I let my muscles relax. Needless to say, I was so deliciously sore. I played back the events of the night in my head again and I felt my face spreading with a smile. I was so perfectly wrapped up in bliss I almost forgot my fears. Almost.I saw them again. Krayne's eyes. My eyelids flew open that very instant. Doing that was useless, I didn't need to open my eyes to escape seeing his eyes. They were still there.
Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King The Study
Zane's POVMoans, cries, grunts, skin hitting skin, Freya's wet white hair sticking to her skin that was slick with sweat.Her claws had scratched me every part of my skin she could find. The resulting pain only served to sharpen the raw pleasure that bloomed thick in me….and if I wasn't careful, would burst prematurely.She was too intensely aroused. And this is me putting it mildly. Very very mildly.Her pussy juices were leaking out of her in gushes and dripping down onto my study desk. This was making her slide up and down the desk, her perfect tits bouncing in my face.I watched her go. Her glossy blue eyes were rolled backwards so properly only the whites remained while I railed her without mercy. Gods, she was incredibly beautiful.I pinched her swollen, hard nipple just a little but it was hard enough to send her eyes flying open and her gasping. This soft action contrasted sharply with how hard I was fucking her. "You're forgetting something, sweetheart. Do you remember what
Gambled To The Cursed Lycan King The Study
Freya's POVHe didn't move to kiss me at first. His whiskey orbs ping-ponged both of my eyes like he was searching for something. I always wondered what he wanted to find whenever he looked at me this way. My mind flashed back to our first intimate moments that happened in his brooding nest after meeting in the woods that fateful night I tried to escape this castle. I wasn't his mate then. Just Darius's sex slave.He looked at me the same way he was looking at me now. Hopeful? Maybe. I wasn't sure. It was almost as if he was convincing himself to face the reality–which was no longer brutal or haunting but….me, his mate– and let down his defenses. That it was okay. That I was here. That he didn't have anything to worry about. That he didn't need to hide from me. That he was never going to go rabid as long as I was by his side.I watched him for a moment then I let out a little sigh. I figured I needed to make a bolder move to initiate sex. So, I unlaced my fingers from his neck and ste
