All Chapters of Slave to the Wolf King: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

 ~ CASIMIR ~ ‘Maya!’ ‘I’ve got it,’ she answered, already gathering power and lifting his head with the weaves, hobbling forward as she cradled his head and set the weaves on him so that he stopped shaking and his wheezes turned to pants, then sighs. Jesse was standing with her hands on her mouth, staring in horror. But within moments her brother was rolling onto his knees and staggering back to his feet, looking sheepish, though with a gleaming light in his eyes that belied his apparent admiration of his sister. “You do not touch her. Ever,”

~ JESSE ~My father’s words were so obviously not true, I shuddered, shaking my head and grimacing. ‘Stop, Cazz! I told you, I don’t want him saying anything that he doesn’t mean!’‘Oh he means it,’ Cazz sent back, still snarling at my father. ‘He just needed a reminder of what royalty actually meant. I didn’t compel him to value you, Jesse. He’s doing that on his own. And rightly so. It disgusts me that God gave this man you as a daughter.’&l

~ CASIMIR ~A couple of hours later, the palace tunnels and the packlink were quiet. Jesse lay in my arms, deeply asleep, both of us warm in the soft cocoon of her furs. But even though I loved having her there and close and it soothed something in my heart… I couldn’t sleep.I couldn’t stop thinking about her father and what he’d said. I couldn’t stop seeing the similarities between how she felt about him, and how I’d felt about my own father—even if they used different tactics to mold us.And the hair on my arms kept rising every time I thought of that man and the network he likely had in the city…He may not have had my father’s supernatural power. But it was clear he’d been a charismatic and influential man

~ JESSE ~I sat in a chair in my room. There was food on the table, because Cazz was making sure there was always food nearby. And my females had gathered to sit with me—except for Wylde.I’d finally told them what was going on and how I was feeling, stumbling over my words and fighting back tears, but I’d been honest, and now… now I was waiting, tense, for their responses.I swallowed hard as Tynker folded her arms.“Well, I don’t know what you’re worrying about,” she said, flipping her dirty-blonde hair over her shoulder with a dismissive nose scrunch. She was the bluntest of the females Maya had introduced me to, and even though I appr

~ JESSE ~We sat at the head of the massive, royal dining table that was brimming with wolves—most of whom I’d never met, or had only seen at the Selection. Everyone dressed in fine clothing, though not quite as flashy as the Selection, still… they all looked wonderful.And I felt fat and small and tired and… ugh.Rake was here in his long tunic and loose trousers again with that medallion on his chest. And Rory in some kind of suit that looked almost like a military jacket without the medals and trim—his mate sat at his side, beaming, in a beautiful dress that was simple, but stunning. Ghere sat at my other side with his notes on his thigh, reaching under the table to scribble different things while the others talked and talked and talked.