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Chapter 225: True Love
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Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 226: Blessed Wedding
Ivy's POV“You love Sylvia?” The Lycan Queen presses her mouth in shock, looking between the two with wide eyes. She doesn’t seem mad, exactly, but she seems confused–not quite sure what to say. What could she say, after all? The man who’s just undone her daughter’s engagement is suddenly pronouncing his love for her. There are very few positive ways this situation could play out. “I do love her,” Wilson declares boldly, jaw set with determination as he doubles down on the declaration. Sylvia looks at him with wide, shining eyes. A smile starts to creep across her face until she’s beaming widely, looking at him like he’s the center of the universe. “Well, do you love him, Sylvia?” The Lycan Queen asks. “I do,” Sylvia confesses shyly, stealing another glance at him. The Lycan King narrows his eyes at the pair. “How long has this been going on?” He asks gruffly. “Since my eighteenth birthday,” Sylvia replies with a blush. “Since you were eighteen?” The king repeats, glaring at
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Ivy's POVWilson looks happier than I’ve ever seen him look before. His fingers are interlocked with Sylvia’s, but now there’s no shame to it, no hidden fright at the possibility of being seen during even the briefest moment of fleeting touch. Instead he pulls her closer as the Lycan King and Queen rush forward to hug the happy and congratulate them on their newfound engagement. “Congratulations!” The Lycan Queen says, smiling happily at Sylvia. “You shall have a wedding after all, and–you know, it’s every mother’s dream for her daughter to marry for love with a partner who can give her what she needs. I’m glad everything is working out for you.” I feel a slight sting at her words, certain it’s a thinly-veiled jab at me and my status, which has done nothing but drag Spencer’s down. My weakness, my vulnerability–those things I’ve shed. But as a viable marriage candidate for Spencer, from a crown politics standpoint, I don’t really have much going for me. “I’m glad Sylvia is going
Last Updated : 2024-10-27Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 228: The Affair
Spencer's POVAs I stare into Ivy’s eyes, I can’t help but see her as guilty. After having the warriors follow her around for the past couple of days, I was enraged to learn that Alpha Quentin was the man she’d been sleeping with. How she looked leaving his bedchambers has haunted me, how ready she was to throw herself at him. As though our mate bond has meant nothing to her this whole time. Ivy grabs my arm and pulls me into her room quickly. “What are you talking about?” She hisses, keeping her voice low. I glare at her. I can’t believe that she’d try and feign ignorance with all of this–after the warrior confirmed he saw Ivy pull Alpha Quentin into a conference room, I’ve been pacing back and forth in my bedroom, trying desperately to figure out how to confront Ivy about all of this. But then I’d received the mind link from my mother, the Lycan Queen, telling me that Sylvia is no longer engaged to Alpha Quentin, and that she’d be marrying Beta Wilson instead. What I can’t fig
Last Updated : 2024-10-28Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 229: Heated Passions
Ivy's POVAt the look of profound hurt in Spencer’s eyes, I can’t help but feel shocked and stunned by his audacity. “You need to mind your own business and leave me alone,” I snap at him. “Don’t forget–you left me. What right do you have to feel upset about what I do or don’t do with other people? You want to move on? Fine! It’s not like you’d give me a choice in the matter either way!” I didn’t sleep with Quentin, but you know what? Maybe Spencer needs to think I did, even just for a couple moments. Maybe then he’ll be able to understand that he can have me or he can leave me, but he can’t drag me along behind him forever.Maybe then he’ll have it in him to take me back. Spencer shakes his head, eyes blazing with fury. He stalks towards me, still breathing heavily. I watch the rise and fall of his chest. “This is unacceptable,” he growls, a low hum of a sound that sends shivers along my skin. I look up at him defiantly. “Oh, is it now?” I ask, voice dripping with fake pity. “Li
Last Updated : 2024-10-28Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 230: His
Ivy's POVAs I’m struggling to gather my breath, Spencer’s hands are already fumbling with the buttons of my blouse, trailing across my skin and burning like a brand. His lips break from mine abruptly, then trail along my jaw, my neck, my collarbones. I feel like I’m on fire, lost in the sweet haze of his kisses, of his sweet affection. For a few fleeting moments–just a few–I’m in Spencer’s arms, and everything is right in the world. But then I remember everything that’s happened between us, the context that brought him to my bedroom, and I finally have it in me to push him away. “Wait,” I tell Spencer, placing my hand soldily on his chest as I shove him away. “Wait, no, this–this isn’t right.” Spencer looks up at me, mouth half-open. His lips are already slightly swollen and he’s breathing heavily, clearly caught up in a thick haze of lust. Half the buttons on my shirt have already been undone, and my skirt is riding up my thighs. “How could this not be right?” He asks breathi
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 231: Ruining Her
Spencer's POVSeeing Ivy spread out on the bedsheets, breathless and barely able to form words, is almost enough to make me break my resolve and just fuck her like this. But there’s something so addictive about making her beg. I continue to trace my tongue over her. I know exactly where Ivy wants me to focus, and find endless pleasure in just barely grazing that spot, making her whimper and gasp. She’s so wet she’s dripping onto the floor, and the entire lower half of my face is covered in her sweet taste. I could eat her out forever. “I could get you off whenever you want me to,” I mention to her offhandedly, stopping for just a second to continue to taunt her. “You know what you have to say.” Ivy’s legs, clamped firmly around the sides of my head, tremble. “I–I won’t–” I thrust my tongue into her, and her words dissolve into moans again. “Whenever you want me to,” I say again. “Fuck, Spencer!” Ivy breathes out, clutching my hair tightly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck–” I gradually star
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 232: After
Ivy's POVAs Spencer wraps his arms around me and pulls me onto the bed beside him, I find myself reeling from what just happened between the two of us. I can feel him seeping out of me, a strange warmth pooling out from between my legs, a sticky reminder of what’s just transpired. As the aftershocks roll through me, I look up at Spencer, whose eyes are half-closed as he stares up at the ceiling. Almost subconsciously, he pulls me even closer against his bare chest, and I can hear the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath his skin. We just had sex. We’re not together anymore–Spencer is engaged to Delilah, and if anything, he’s been avoiding me like the plague. But even despite all of that, we just had sex. What does this mean for us? My mouth falls open as I look up at Spencer again, admiring the gentle angles of his face. I want to trace my fingers along his skin, to feel every inch of him. But now that our intimacy has ended, it feels forbidden to touch him in such romantic wa
Last Updated : 2024-10-30Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 233: Volatile Secrets
Spencer's POVAs Ivy speaks, I can feel my heart beginning to warm. “What is it?” Ivy asks, locking eyes with me and tilting her head. She seems confused as I continue to gaze at her. “It–it’s nothing,” I manage to say, breaking eye contact and looking away. The only way I’ve been able to bear not being with Ivy is by avoiding her completely. I’ve been doing everything in my power to make sure our paths don’t cross, because I’ve known that the second the opportunity presented itself, I’d have her back in my arms. Not being with Ivy is agony, but I’ve been able to manage it by keeping her at arm’s length. But listening to her explain her love and passion for Wilson and Sylvia, I can feel all those feelings I’ve been trying to bury claw their way back up. The woman I’ve fallen in love with is kind, warm and gentle. She’d do anything for anyone out of nothing but the goodness of her heart. Despite everything Ivy has been through, she tries to see the world in the best way possible.
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