All Chapters of Caught by the Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

In the days that followed, the tension grew thick as the city braced for the full moon. The whispers of the French Quarter grew more insistent, tales of the Lycan rising to the surface as the nights grew longer and the air grew heavier with the scent of rain.I found myself unable to focus on my work, my thoughts consumed by the book. The thought of a humanlike creature that carried a genetic gene of a wolf, capable of transforming under the light of the full moon was fascinating yet terrifying. I was obsessed with the thought.The night of the full moon approached, and with it, a restlessness grew within me. I found myself pacing the floor, the pages of the book forgotten on my bedside table. The whispers of the Quarter grew louder, more insistent, as if the very walls of the apartment were alive with the secrets they held.The clock chimed midnight, and I knew I wouldn't find sleep. I slipped on a pair of boots and a leather jacket, the material comforting against my skin. Grabbing m

The next morning when I woke, the sun was rising, painting the sky with streaks of pink and gold. Climbing from the bed, I padded my way to the bathroom. As I showered and dressed, the remnants of the dream faded. But, the memory of the dream Alex's fierce protection remained.After leaving the apartment, I made my way to a nearby café to get coffee and a bagel before work, hoping the waking sound of the city would help clear my head. But every step I took only deepened my bad mood. The usual noise of the city felt strenuous, the laughter of tourists and the clanking of beads, irritating.As I waited on my coffee and bagel, I couldn't help but overhear a couple at the next table discussing the recent string of unexplained disappearances and animal sightings. Their words sent a chill down my spine. I hadn't heard anything about any of it, and I found myself blurting, "Have you ever heard of Lycans?"The woman looked at me with a mix of surprise and skepticism. "You mean like werewolve

Gone was the business suit, replaced by a sleek, black outfit that hugged his powerful form like a second skin. His eyes, usually so intense and focused, were now wild with the lust of the impending transformation. The room's energy shifted as he began to make his way towards me, a predator stalking its prey. The air grew thick with desire, and my own body responded, my heart racing as I felt the pull of his presence.Our eyes met across the crowded dance floor, and time seemed to slow. His gaze was a caress, a promise of things to come, and my body responded in kind. We were two magnets, drawn together by forces beyond our control. The music grew louder, the beat pounding in time with my pulse as Alex and I began to move together, our bodies entwining in a dance as old as time itself.The dance floor was a sea of writhing figures, a tapestry of lust and desire, but all that mattered was the space between us. We moved as one, our hips grinding in a sensual rhythm that spoke of passion

The music was a living thing, a heartbeat that matched the pulse of our desire. The whispers grew louder, the air thick with the scent of lust. I could feel the eyes on us, watching, hungering for the moment when we would finally give in. And as the music reached its peak, so did our passion. Alex's hand slid from my neck down to my breasts, his thumbs teasing my nipples through the fabric of my dress. I moaned, arching into his touch, my own hand sliding down to cup his hardness through his pants.With a snarl that was more animal than human, Alex pulled me closer, our bodies melding together in a dance that was now a prelude to sex. His cock was hot and heavy in my hand, and I stroked it with an urgency that mirrored his own. The crowd watched, their breaths hitching in anticipation, as we gave into the full moon's call.Our clothes fell away, a discarded barrier that no longer served us. Alex's naked body was a sculpture of power and beauty, the moonlight glinting off his muscles a

At Alex's words, I took a step back, confused. "But you said it never happened!" I exclaimed.Alex nodded. "I did," he admitted."Then why are you now saying it did?" I shook my head. "I don't understand."His face took on a ting of red, and I didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or anger as he hissed, "Because, I didn't know it did."I stared at him, trying to understand what he was saying. "What do you mean?"Alex sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping. "We were drugged."The words hit me like a punch to the gut. "What?""Someone slipped a potent Lycan pheromone into our drinks. It amplified our connection, made it unbearable for both of us." His eyes searched mine, seeking understanding."But who would do something like that?" I was reeling. The implications were vast and frightening. Someone had manipulated us, played with our emotions like a puppeteer."I suspect it was Hartwell," Alex said, his voice grim."Wait," I gasped, "Hartwell knows you're a-—"Before I could fin