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All Chapters of Slave to the Wolf King: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230
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221. Gifted – Part 2
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ JESSE ~Reeca nodded quickly, but her expression was wary. “I mean… I knew that you would choose me and there would be disruption. I knew it was right to… to just follow this path. I didn’t know… I couldn’t see how it would all come together. And I had no sight on what the males’ reactions would be. I was just waiting to see…”“You’re a prophetess?” I said breathlessly. “Rake told me. I had no idea… That’s why the others listen when you talk, right? Why didn’t you tell me?”Her face kind of pinched as she winced. “I’m sorry about that. Truly. At first I was just nervous. I’m still learning—I can still misread situations or… or just see nothing. But even once I knew that you shared my
Read more222. Cold Heart – Part 1
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
Cold Heart – Part 1~ CASIMIR ~When Jesse awoke, I was alone in my office reading reports and forming a strategy for watching over the challenges that would inevitably happen in the packs. I’d spent hours looking for any way that the humans might use this as a distraction, or exploit the conflicts between wolves against us. And had tried to identify any way the wolves in the packs who weren’t happy with my leadership might try to use it against me or even Jesse.I’d been at the end of my tether, unable to see any new strategies we could employ to prevent problems before they started, when the bond hummed because was coming awake, and my stomach plummeted. I had set my p
Read more223. Cold Heart – Part 2
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ JESSE ~It was so strange not to be linking with Cazz. Having him open in the bond, but not feeling free to speak to him there…I wasn’t sure if his undisturbed awareness was a bad sign or not.Ghere had explained how busy he was, and I understood that he couldn’t hold serious conversations and make decisions with other wolves while also arguing with me in our minds. I knew he was right to keep his focus on the things that were under deadlines, and would help the wolves not to overreact to the adjustments in the hierarchy. So I had stayed away. But when it was almost midnight and I could feel him in the Palace, but he still hadn’t even said a word to me…
Read more224. See You Later
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ JESSE ~Rake sighed and wrapped his arms around me, dropping his chin to the top of my head, and stroking my back.“I know it’s rough, but he will get over it. He always does,” he murmured quietly.“I know. I mean, I guess I know. I just… things had been so good…”“Is he still telling you what went wrong? Or is he—”“He’s not talking to me at all—he linked me when I arrived in that room to tell me that he couldn’t take time to talk with you all there. And I get that. But… it was the first words we exchanged today.”
Read more225. Come to Me – Part 1
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ JESSE ~Rake had been gone more than an hour when I felt Cazz’s power ripple through the Palace like a sonic wave.I sucked in and sat up in bed where I’d been trying to sleep and instinctively reached out for him in the bond.‘Cazz—what’s wrong, what’s—’‘Come to me.’I blinked.His voice was deep and resonant, husky and rich. It made a shiver travel down my spine.‘Where are you?’‘Do you submit, Jesse?’
Read more226. Come to Me – Part 2
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ JESSE ~For a time I was so deeply lost in the sensations he wrung from my flesh that I couldn’t think beyond how to arch, or roll, or press to increase the contact and peak my pleasure.I was panting so loud it echoed in the chamber, and Cazz was no better. Sweat sheened his brow and his eyes glinted like blades. He kissed me with such fervor he threatened to suck my tongue out of my mouth. He tasted my throat with such intensity, his teeth scraped and threatened to actually bleed me. And he pulled me against him so hard I suspected I would be sore in the morning.My eyes kept fluttering closed with each wave of sensation so that I caught only glimpses of him…Cazz, his head thrown back and his throat bare to me.
Read more227. Come to Me – Part 3
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ JESSE ~I froze, gaping at him, waiting for him to grin and say it was a joke. But he didn’t. “Cazz… What are you—”“Let. Me. Compel you,” he whispered, then reached up to push a strand of hair back from my face and tucked it tenderly behind my ear. “I won’t do you any harm. I will talk to you, stroke you, use it to make your body sing.”“But.. you already do—why would you need to—”“Because I demonstrated my trust in you—trust I had given to no one. Ever. And then you threw it back
Read more228. Come to Me – Part 4
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ JESSE ~His upper lip twitched like he would sneer, but he kept blinking like I’d taken him by surprise. And his brows pinched down towards a frown.He didn’t speak—not out loud, and not in the bond. Just stared at me, searching my eyes.“You submit to my choice?”“In everything, Cazz,” I breathed. “I know you—I know your heart. It’s bound to mine. I trust that man—that male. I trust that King.”His breath caught and I saw his resolve waver. Please, God. Please. I leaned in closer until my
Read more229. Look Me in the Eye
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ CASIMIR ~Watching Jesse shrink into that robe, her eyes wide and sad and scared, then run from the room… it touched something deep inside me so that I almost ran after her. Almost.But I knew if I did she likely wouldn’t live through the night.I was protecting her.The question was, why?Everything in my body thrummed from the joy of taking her—and from the sheer rage of what she’d done. It felt like my bones hummed deep inside me, like a gong had been rung in my blood, and it vibrated in my bones. There were lights flickering at the edge of my vision. I didn’t know if they were simply my body unwinding from the intensity of the orgasm, or if it was a result of the surge of power I’
Read more230. The Stink of Your Betrayal
Slave to the Wolf King/Aimee Lane
~ CASIMIR ~Rake didn’t move. He didn’t even breathe, but the first tang of fear began in his scent, then rose slowly, higher and higher—removing any final doubt I might have had, and turning my mind back to every little step that had brought me to this moment. How long had there been this connection between them? Did it go back as far as that moment early on when he summoned me to her because she was breaking?I thought at the time he’d been doing his best as her protector and my advisor—he’d certainly urged me to be the one to help her. But it had been an intimate image he’d sent that day—her emotional turmoil, her body soaked in my scent, her tears… As if he knew
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