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45. Sunlight – Part 3
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~ JESSE ~Rake and I were both quiet for a time after that. I thought I understood what he meant, but I was still trying to wrap my head around Cazz somehow being afraid. I’d never seen that in him, and I wondered if Rake was trying to soothe me.It came back to me then, the way I’d seen it right at the beginning—that every person here was a wolf, and belonged to Cazz. That there was truly no one I could trust to be loyal to me over him.But at least Rake wasn’t compelled by him. I could trust that… couldn’t I?I didn’t know.At some point I got up from that rock and walked out to stand looking down the meadow at the trees and the sky, just to breathe the fresh air and stand in the light and… bask. Because I knew pretty soon we’d be back in the darkness of the tunnels, and my stomach quavered at the idea.Eventually, Rake walked slowly up behind me.“Jesse, we need to get back—” He put a hand on my shoulder, to turn me, intending to be gentle. But his fingers closed right over the pla
Slave to the Wolf King 47. Accountability
~ CASIMIR ~I sat on the throne, fuming, as two of the ancient alphas from the regions beyond the city argued in front of me about a territorial dispute.Both males were aggressive, bristling at each other, stifling growls, but unwilling to do more than bare teeth in front of me.They were still fit though they were both old enough for their hair to be mostly gray.Bringing the issue to me for judgment was better than tearing each other’s packs apart. But today of all days? Neither had been in the Palace last night. They were clueless as to what had happened, though they’d heard that I’d claimed my mate. And they approved.So generous of them…“…Sire, the river is an appropriate border—it makes things very clear so no wolves can claim they were unaware—”“And grows your reach without battle for it,” Aleric, the second alpha snarled. “Sire, you must see that we cannot simply allow a wolf to take what he has not earned. In my day—”“In your day I could take your throat for speaking out
Slave to the Wolf King 48. Uncertain Days
~ CASIMIR ~By the time I backed him into the wall, he had both hands up in surrender, but his eyes hadn’t left mine, and he snarled through his teeth as well. I shoved him once, making his head clunk back against the cave wall.His body tensed, but he didn’t touch me, left both hands up at his shoulders. And never dropped his eyes.It was a challenge—one another King probably would have taken as a threat.“Submit,” I growled, letting my teeth snap on the t.“I haven’t fought you, Cazz.” His tone didn’t soften, however. And he still didn’t drop his eyes. “It’s my job to challenge you. And to advise. It’s what you instructed me to do. So here I am.”“Then give your challenge and your advice, and leave.” I shoved him back against the wall again and he grunted, but he didn’t fight.His eyes flashed with righteous anger that pissed me off even more.“You never touch her in anger again. Ever. You vowed you wouldn’t be your father—told me to press you to recognize when you were showing colo
Slave to the Wolf King 49. Agenda
~ JESSE ~I don’t know what I expected from Cazz when he next showed up, but it wasn’t that he would storm into my room in a rage.“What the fuck are you doing baring yourself to the fucking cleric!?”He’d surprised me, throwing the door open and stalking in. I jumped and whirled, hand to my chest. It took a moment to realize there was no threat, he was just standing in front of me, snarling.I took a deep breath. “It’s great to see you too, Cazz.”He growled and pursed his lips, but he folded his arms and lifted his chin.I swallowed hard. “Thank you. You don’t need to loom to get me to answer a question, you know. We’re mates. And claimed. Apparently that’s… that’s important,” I said carefully, because that yawning chasm in my chest now inhabited every inch where he used to be. And I wasn’t sure if he’d actually removed that bond, or was just so shut down that I couldn’t feel it.His eyes narrowed. “What happens between us is between us. Even I don’t speak of it. Why would you share
Slave to the Wolf King 50. Claim This
~ JESSE ~“You cornered me. You forced my hand. We would not be here today, except for you and your… agenda,” he snarled.“Agenda? Cazz, I didn’t even know what the claiming was!”“So you say…”“Seriously? That’s what you’re telling yourself? That I’ve got some kind of master plan?”“There are countless females who would give their lives to be claimed by me,” he snarled.“Good for you.”“I’m not going to indulge you if you’re just going to be sarcastic.”“Indulge? Cazz, you haven’t indulged me for a second since we met.”His jaw flexed. “I made no claims on you, I made no promises beyond our agreement. Yet you weep your way through the Palace this morning, crying on the shoulder of my cleric and revealing intimate details—”“Your cleric is the only person who gave enough of a shit to come for me because he was worried—which is more than you did!”“I sent you clothing and food, which is exactly what you needed!”“Are you fucking kidding me?” I gasped, pushing to my feet. Because he was
Slave to the Wolf King 51. Don't Take My Soul
~ CASIMIR ~“Cazz… you’re safe with me.”A ball of feeling detonated in my gut, an eruption of need and heat that roared through me in a flood, coursing through my veins until my entire body trembled. And as that flash-flood reached my extremities, as the first surge of tide eased and the waters settled, the fading of power revealed something fragile in its wake.A string, a thread tying me to her. So tenuous, so delicate. It glowed and sizzled, turning water to steam. And yet, one wrong move and it would snap.But it pulled me in, twisted me up in her, tied me to her… undeniable.When I took her mouth it was so electric, I twitched, gasping. My body quaked, unable to contain the rush.“God, Jesse.”She felt it too—that was the thing about that little thread. It was delicate, but it conducted—taking the explosion in me and feeding it to her, coursing in her veins, crackling where I touched, then rushing back to me expanded with her need to tumble me, head over heels until I could bare
Slave to the Wolf King 52. Torture Me
~ CASIMIR ~The sheer joy of watching her slowly fall apart was a drug. The control it took not to plunge all the way into her, to roar my own need and pump into her, was stunning. And addictive.But she was clenching, sweating, whimpering, getting so close to climax. She was gasping for it, her eyes hooded, pupils dilated, but locked on me.She couldn’t get her tongue around words anymore, only guttural cries and calls. And that was how I wanted her, I realized: Surrendered, begging, wordless, and waiting… on me.My chest heaved with my own panting. She was, without doubt, the hottest thing I’d ever seen. But I was back in control, thrilled and turned on, and ready to break her in half when it was my turn, but first…First she had to come—whether she wanted to or not.Well, fuck. Who was I kidding?Of course she wanted to.So, I would dance that line until she had to… or she might die.*****~ JESSE ~Torture. Cazz was torturing me.When he’d first kissed me, everything in me swelled
Slave to the Wolf King 53. How I Learned to Hate Myself
~ JESSE ~The couple weeks after the claiming were some of the most confusing and unsteady of my life.In the days immediately following that harrowing night, I was dragged to several meetings in which my duties as Queen and the ways I would need to be trained were discussed.Time and again, with different audiences each time, my education, intelligence, and physical strength—or lack thereof—were discussed in perfunctory tones and analyzed with a ruthless eye. Cazz would list my deficiencies in a way that, had they been spoken with any tone at all, would have felt like he had nothing but contempt for me. Yet, he seemed… unconcerned. Listing off my failings like they were merely points on a board to be identified and then crossed off.To hear him speak about it, these were simply the challenges of mating a human—I would be educated. I would be trained. And my physical weakness would be protected for me.He didn’t curl up his lip in a sneer when he mentioned the fact that I hadn’t gone
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