All Chapters of Slave to the Wolf King: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

~ JESSE ~I lay on the bed, still curled up in case the pain came back, staring at the wall.I hadn’t moved since I’d felt the rush of his orgasm. That froze me, because I knew what it meant, and even though the pain began to ease after that, I was left waiting for the mountain to crash down and bury me.Because the moment after he’d had that rush, the bond had gone utterly dead.In the final injustice, for a time before he reached his peak, I had thought just maybe something was changing. That maybe he’d heard me. I’d found hope, even in the pain, when it seemed like I reached him. I hadn’t been able to hear him, but I felt him—as if, in that dark chasm of his heart, the sense of him was floating to me on the very wind that stole

~ JESSE ~I was shaking, feeling sick, and too hot—everything was too hot.Rake gaped at me, shaking his head. ‘Jesse, you were already his.’‘Not until the vows, not until the fucking marriage bed. You could have stopped him—I didn’t have to be here. You saved me for this?!’His eyes went dark. ‘I helped you because I could see why God sent you. You were here to save him and through him, the rest of us. You can&rsquo

~ CASIMIR ~“You can’t be serious—she isn’t even ruling!” I spat.Maya’s eyes blazed, and she leaned right into me, grabbing my shirt with her swollen hand, but it wasn’t her touch that made me want to shrink. It was the power I could feel gathering within her.Immense power.For the first time since I killed my father, there was a quiver of actual fear right behind my navel.“You listen to me, you pup,” she hissed. “That woman was brought to you by God to show you the way—she is still learning, but when she stops having to overcome

~ CASIMIR ~With a groan wrenched from my chest, and eyes blurred with tears, I clawed fingers into the dirt simply to feel grounded… then dropped my head under the blanket of shame.“I am… I am… my father’s son,” I wheezed.In the seconds that followed, that admission almost killed me. And I fought again—fought for my life. Heal. See yourself. Know yourself.HEAL.“I am… my father’s son!” I croaked. “But please… God… I do not want to be.”The truth will set you free.

~ JESSE ~Rake spoke to me through the link again a moment later, though he was probably halfway through the house by now.‘Jesse, please… I’m taking a car, so I’m going to be out of range quickly. Please tell me that you believe me. And that you won’t do anything reckless. They’re dangerous—your father, your brothers, their friends… they’re dangerous. And they’re deeply entwined in the pack politics, though they have no clue how precarious their position is. Just… please… promise me you’ll stay safe.’I lay there for a second, but then realized if I tortured him he might do something stupid, so I sighed and made myself answer.‘I’m going to do nothing except w