The Lycan King's Hideous Mage의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 30

General Birkett leads the way out of the room and down the path towards the military department. As we walk, I make conversation with him, asking about their strategies and tactics in battle. Inside the military building, soldiers snap to attention at our arrival. I can’t help but smirk at the fear that flickers behind their brave faces. I remember that General Birkett was known for his strict training. As I scan the room, my eyes go to the armory room. I remember that it’s no ordinary weapon storage room. It is filled with enchanted swords and arrows. “Other than the armory, we have separate storage for spells,” General Birkett informs. He pushes open a door and inside, I see shelves upon shelves of potion and spells. “Wow!” I exclaim, faking it. “They are normally used for tricky missions. I think you will recognize some of it.” Recognize some? I recognize all of them! I am the one who created and improved each spell — invisibility, enhancements, and antidotes — there are a lo

Without hesitation, I lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to our bed. We fall onto the soft mattress with a thud, our lips crashing together once again in a passionate kiss. Her hands tangle in my hair as mine roams over her body, memorizing every curve and dip. She presses herself against me, igniting even more fire within me. Every touch, every kiss is like a spark of electricity between us. Then I remove her clothes, taking in every inch of her bare skin. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, making me even more aroused. I lean in to taste her neck and she gasps softly, arching her back. My tongue darts out to trace the delicate vein before teasing it lightly. Her breath hitches and my kisses send shivers down her spine. Her taste is like honey on my tongue, sweet and addicting. I move down her body, taking her breasts into my mouth. I knead and suck them, and when I touch her heat, it’s already wet and ready for me. An urgent need mak

The smell of grilled steak and roasted vegetables fills the air as we sit across from each other at the dinner table. But our focus is not on the food in front of us; it’s on each other. Gideon sits confidently in his chair, his dark eyes never leaving my own. I get up from my chair and move to him. I then straddle him, my legs wrapped around his waist as I grind down against his hard length. “You’re going to distract me from eating,” he playfully scolds with a smirk. “You are already distracted,” I reply, nibbling on his earlobe. “Besides, I can think of better things to do than eat.” “You always could.” “Well, my dear Lycan King, are you not going to take me again this morning?” “It depends if you want me to.” I reach down his pants and start pulling it down, freeing his manhood from its prison. “I won’t take this out if I am second guessing.” He chuckles at me and starts to tug at my underwear, too. We help each other out until we are both bare from the waist down. He captur

On days when Gideon and I are not lazing on the bed, I methodically weave my web of influence and power within the castle walls. With Claire’s help, I familiarize myself with every nook and cranny of the grand castle, re-learning the names of those who fill its halls. Despite facing skepticism from some members of the court, others welcome me with open arms. They share stories of the changes that have taken place in my absence — the wars waged, alliances that are forged and broken, births and deaths of nobility, and scandals erupting. Basically, Gideon’s world without me. “Ah, Lady Serra! It really is a pleasure to see you back in our midst,” Lord Ryland greets me with a bow. “Thank you, Lord Ryland. It is good to be back,” I reply with a smile. “I have some information for you,” he says, winking at me. I listen intently as he fills me in on the latest gossip and political affairs. While I may not be thrilled about returning to this life of courtly politics, it is necessary for me

However, Gideon seems oblivious to my discomfort. He pulls my skirt down and places a kiss on my neck again. When he gazes at me again, he looks as if he is glowing with joy.“All well?” he asks, placing a kiss on my hair before sitting straight on the couch.I straighten my gown again and smooth it out. I also reach to my hair and try to fix it. I know I look like a mess. My cheeks might probably be flushed, and I look disheveled.“Enter!” Gideon bellows.And then, Caius, Prince of Liddicoat and my partner in my revenge against the man who was just between my legs earlier, enters the room. His white-gold eyes land on me and his eyes shine with amusement.“You called for me, King Gideon?” he asks, bowing a little to him.“I did,” he starts, moving closer to me. “You’ve been going around the castle, making passes on the servants. Is the Liddicoat royalty not afraid of siring bastards