All Chapters of Offered to the Cursed Alpha: Chapter 101 - Chapter 106

Ryker’s POVI could’ve stayed buried inside her forever. Fuck, I wanted to.Her body still trembled around me, twitching with aftershocks of orgasms I hadn’t meant to drag out so long—but fuck, she made it impossible to stop. Every time I felt her tighten, every time I heard that breathless little gasp of my name fall from her lips, it only made me hungrier. Made me want to ruin her in the best ways possible. And I had.The sun had shifted across the windowpane more times than I cared to count, but I hadn’t felt a drop of exhaustion. Not even a flicker of it. All I felt was her. Her skin on mine. Her scent in every breath. Her legs tangled around my waist, her nails digging into my back, her breathy moans echoing in my ears long after they’d stopped.I couldn’t stop touching her. Even now, long after the last wave of my last orgasm had crashed, I kept my arms around her, one hand lazily brushing over the swell of her hip. She was completely spent, her body soft like melted butter in m

Arianna’s POVEverything changed after that night.I don’t know how or why, or what triggered it, but Ryker wasn’t the same. And neither was I.Maybe it was the way I’d broken down in his arms, the way I let myself be vulnerable for the first time in… God, I didn’t even know how long. Or maybe it was him, and something in him had shifted too. But after that, nothing between us was the same.He became someone else—someone soft.I didn’t know what to do with soft Ryker. I didn’t know how to react to the way he reached for my hand when we walked together, or the way he watched me eat like he was checking to make sure I liked my food. Or the way he paused every time I sighed, tilting his head and asking quietly, “What’s wrong?”I wasn’t used to it. I wasn’t used to being treated like I mattered.And it terrified me.Because I knew how quickly people changed.I kept waiting for the moment he’d turn cold again because deep down, I knew it would come. I kept preparing myself for that switch

Arianna’s POVThe second I stepped into my room, it was like the last two weeks hadn’t even happened.Everything was exactly the way I left it. My favorite blanket folded neatly at the end of the bed. The throw pillows arranged just how I liked them—even the one with the ripped seam I kept forgetting to sew. My current read was on the nightstand, exactly two inches from the lamp, and my water glass still sat by the windowsill, like I hadn’t left at all.I exhaled slowly, and a thought crept into my mind.Home.It was spotless. Not just clean, but… cared for. Even neater than before I’d left. Someone had clearly been here, tending to things in my absence, but not in a way that felt intrusive. It felt… comforting. Like someone had missed me. I walked inside with my suitcase, my fingers trailing along the edge of the dresser, the smooth wood cool under my touch. I let out a soft laugh and shook my head. “Of course,” I whispered to myself. “Even my room looks like it missed me.”I sat do