All Chapters of Sold to Lycan King for Surrogacy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Methis Delis POVWhen the pups finally left us alone, it was almost too dark. Jamal had gone to sleep next to me and the feelings of anxiety I had feared would come when I first got here were finally back, nagging at me like a headache that just refused to go away.It was suffocating to say the least. I lay on the bed, my heart pounding against my chest like a trapped bird desperately seeking escape. The soft moonlight filtering through the curtains cast a silver glow upon the room, throwing light the nagging question that lingered within me. Beside me, lay Jamal, shirtless, sleeping almost quietly, his chest heaving up and down.I felt like I was sleeping next to a tiger, and that any moment, even the tiniest, slightest, wrong move could wake him up and make him tear me apart.So naturally, of course, I decided to tap him.Reaching out, my hand shaking so violently you would have thought I was waking up an ACTUAL tiger, even though he is an Alpha Wolf, so there might not be too much

Jamal Kunis POV My hands began to explore Methis's body, conveying my desire and silently urging her to prepare herself. I could sense hesitation in her eyes, a desire to refuse, but before she could voice her thoughts, I silenced her with another passionate kiss. In that moment, I wasn't concerned about her feelings or thoughts. All I wanted was to consume her, to lose myself in the intensity of our connection.Our bodies joined together again, with me holding her against my body as tight as possible, feeling every nook and cranny of her warm, softness. Soon enough, and rather quickly too, what started gently soon became a furious storm of desire and need, mostly on my part of course, almost losing control entirely. Even then, the intensity between us was undeniable. As we moved together, I couldn't help but notice a strange attraction emanating from Methis, something I hadn't felt in the fifteen years since I lost my mate.It was like a strong, earthly scent, that threatened to swal

Methis POVHe had just disappeared. Turned cold and left me here, alone. I wanted to ask where he was, where he had gone, butDespite the tension between us, I had found solace in the friendship of the wolf children in the palace. I would secretly bring them the best pastries from the palace, forming a bond with these supernatural beings. Through them, I discovered a whole new world filled with werewolves, dragons, and witches.The young wolves eagerly shared their knowledge with me, revealing that there were different types of witches - white, black, and red. White witches were allies of the wolf clan, while black witches were responsible for the death of my parents fifteen years ago. It was a painful reminder of the darkness that lurked within the supernatural realm.“Are you afraid of us?” one of the wolf children had asked her curiously, as they sat around a fire in the woods.I had shaken my head, smiling warmly at them. “No,” she had said. “Why would I be?”“Because we are differ

MethisPOVI couldn't help thinking about Jamal, even when he was gone. I had never met him in person, before I signed the contract, which made my initial impression of him even more pronounced He was handsome, I had to admit, with bronze skin, piercing eyes, and a strong jaw. But he also looked cold and ruthless, like someone who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. And what he wanted was me, or rather, my womb.And yet I couldn't help but feel intrigued by him. I was drawn to him, very strongly. I wondered if he had a mate, or if he ever loved anyone. Did he have any friends or family? Did he have any hobbies, or interests? Did he ever smile, or laugh? Did he ever feel anything at all?I shook my head, trying to banish these thoughts from my mind. It didn’t matter who he was, or what he felt. He was the Alpha, and I was his surrogate. That was all there was to it.I heard a knock on the door, and looked up to see Beta enter.He smiled at me as he walked in, holding a bouquet

Jamal Kunis POV Returning to my room, I saw her lying on the bed, reading a book. She looked up when she heard me enter, and smiled softly.She had gained some weight since she became pregnant, and it suited her well. Her cheeks were fuller, her curves were rounder, her skin was glowing. She looked even cuter than before.I wanted to hug her, pinch her cheeks, and kiss her lips. I wanted to tell her how much I cared about her, how much I wanted her.But I didn’t.I walked over to her and said in a calm voice, “Methis.”She put down the book and said in a polite voice, “Jamal.”She got up from the bed and served me as she always did. She brought me some water, some food, some clothes. She acted like a servant, not a mate.I hated that too.I took her in my arms and kissed her hard. She kissed me back, but without passion. She moved her lips mechanically, without emotion.She acted like a tool, not a lover.I hated that most of all.I moved my hand over her belly and said in a gentle vo