All Chapters of The Lycan's Obsession: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CeliaJasper waited for a second or two more before he straightened his back and then leaned back a little.He stepped back a bit as I took lungfuls of air and calmed down my breathing.I felt both relieved and disgruntled by his action of stepping away. Jasper put even more distance between us and began,“So, now that we have that confusion cleared, let me get to the point.”I nodded, I could not get words out of my mouth either way.“I wish to go to the southern territory soon and I want you to give me the names of the top 2 alphas, their pack names, and whatever else you know about them.”I blinked at his abrupt change of behavior. How could he not be flustered with the way we had just been inches apart from kissing each other?Maybe, he had never even planned on kissing me and had just wanted to intimidate me, to just show how I was not ready to attend the ball because I still grew flustered.I had known Jasper for a month or so and despite our rocky start of an owner-slave ‘relat

Jasper I had come here to find an ally in her, I had decided after hearing her scream somebody else’s name in her sleep that I would not go near her, that I would keep my distance. But my little kitten had walked out of my bathroom wearing nothing other than my shirt. The last time I had seen her in my clothes or just my shirt, I had found it incredibly sexy and hot. That time I had barely restrained myself, knowing and judging by her reactions that either this was her first kiss or she was being kissed after a long time. There was something about seeing her in my shirt that turned me on like nothing else. I had decided to whisk her away and again probably make her cry but then I was stunned to see her in my shirt. Her long slender legs were bare as the shirt almost reached her mid thigh but Goddess she looked so damn beautiful. I mentally restrained myself hard, not wanting to show how much that sight affected me, and willed myself to not jump on her the moment she walked out o

CeliaI tried hard not to shiver as he looked at me with that predatory gaze.“Though I should add that I don’t think you are ready for it.”Yeah, granted I was shivering under his gaze, he would feel that but hey, I was still standing in the room and had not left.He had to give me credit for it.“Why? Are you afraid I might surpass your expectations?” I taunted, donning more bravado than I actually felt.I wanted him near me by hook or crook. It was too painful to stand this close to him yet not be able to reach for his face and kiss those damn lips again.Yes, I had officially lost it.But then I was never quite the woman I usually was whenever he was around.Jasper gave a sly grin, “I would be more than happy if you did kitten. But, I doubt you would be able to”Oh. He was challenging me.All thoughts of exhaustion and tiredness flew out of the window as I jutted my chin up and spoke in a loud and clear voice.“Try me”Jasper was lying on the bed so he got up and placed himself in

CeliaMy cheeks were flush, not with desire but with rage. I was mad at him and I felt the wave of jealousy rolling off of me while my eyes were glued on their hands that were still woven together.“Nym, let us talk later”He said in a sweet voice as she stepped away from him.“If you say so, prince”But he still held her hand and stopped her as he muttered, “Everything is good between us, right? You forgive me?”Nymeria gave him a smile and placed her hand on his and gave him a reassuring squeeze.“Don’t worry, you can always count on me”Jasper too gave her a smile. Not his usual sly grin but a genuine smile. A real one.And that made me feel even more jealous.I was suddenly feeling murderous and the need to bury the knife into the target was overwhelming.“I believe you did as asked,” Jasper murmured to her softly as I angrily walked past them to grab a knife from the table.“Yes my prince”On another note, why just 1 knife?So, I simply plucked the entire goddamn tray and held it

Celia I raised my hand and ran straight at Jasper who stood where he was. His hands were still in his pockets and he barely stepped aside as I tried to hit him. In one smooth move, he twisted the dagger out of my hand, knocking it off as it clattered to the ground. “You are distracted” He muttered as he bent down, plucked the dagger from the floor, and threw it to the target in one straight shot. Again, it hit the bullseye. Though I knew it had, I couldn’t help but turn around and check for myself. He saw me looking at the small shortsword that was still vibrating due to the impact. “And you lost, again. So do as I say. Strip for me” His eyes darkened as he looked at me. He did not advance toward me nor did he look the slightest bit aroused. There was that signature smug look on his face that annoyed the hell out of me. “Now” He repeated in an even voice and the walls trembled a little. There was barely a hint of power in his voice, the slightest tinge of authority but it mad