n’t the dress that made my cock harden–it was her.
Gone was the timid little maid who used to keep her head down and her shoulders hunched. Now, she walked with an unspoken power, an effortless grace that set my wolf on edge. He growled in my mind demanding for his mate.
I silenced him with a mental snarl.
This was dangerous.
Not just because she was too beautiful, but because of the secrets I carried. The ones I could never let her uncover.
She didn’t know the truth about her resurrection, about what it had cost. She didn’t know the psycho vampire king who had brought her back only did so because he wanted something far more valuable in return.
Our child.
I had felt the shift in her the moment she took her first breath after dying. I had sensed the faint, fragile heartbeat nestled inside her womb. I had watched her hand tremble as it hovered over her stomach, seen the fear in her eyes when she thought she had
lost it.
She had gone to that little shop, slipped away from me just to buy a pregnancy test. She had hidden it, thinking I wouldn’t notice.
But I had and I had pretended not to.
Because If she found out the truth, if she realized I had given our unborn baby away in exchange for her life, she would fight me. Resist everything I say and most dreadful of all, Snow would hate me. And that was the last thing I needed from Snow. Hatred.
Besides, telling her would be a breach of the blood oath with the vampire king because then, I would have to go against our agreement and try to save our baby.
Even I wasn’t equipped to handle the fallout. So I had focused on something else–something more immediate.
Her new Hybrid powers.
Snow was too powerful now and to make matters worse she wasn’t aware of her own new powers. Back at the store, she had frozen time when she was trying to buy the pregnancy test, stopped the human cashier from even noticing her and asking for payment. And she hadn’t even realized it.
That was why hybrids were treated like outcasts in any pack. They were too unpredictable, too strong, capable of destroying entire nations if left unchecked.
My kingdom would never accept her if they knew.
So I told her what needed to be done. That she would have to pretend act like the weak omega she had once been, hide her power beneath submission. She had agreed without question, and relief had settled in my chest like a heavy stone.
Now, as she moved closer, her intoxicating scent wrapped around me, making it difficult to think of anything but her. The dress highlighted her delicate frame, the moonstone pendant resting against her throat shimmering in the candlelight. It dulled her hybrid scent, hid what she had become from *everyone but me,
I wanted her closer. I need my hands on every part of her body, claiming her.
So when she moved to take the seat beside me, I stopped her with a look,
“Not there.” I growled, allowing my eyes rake over body.
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Snow blinked, her lips parting slightly in confusion.
I patted my lap. “Come sit here.”
Color flooded her cheeks and she glanced over her shoulder, reluctance painted clearly on her face.
Her hesitation made my cock twitch. The shynesss, the way she glanced at the door, worried someone would see.
When I gave her a smirk, she finally stepped forward and lowered herself onto my lap, her warmth pressing into me. I bit back a
groan.
She was so fucking soft.
I picked up my fork and knife, using it to slice through my steak before standing a piece with my fork and lifting a bite to her lips. “Eat.”
She did, her mouth closing around the food. Her red lips were so plush, sinful, and I barely held back the urge to replace the fork with my fingers–to feel the wet heat of her tongue licking me clean.
1 kept feeding her, watching her swallow, her smooth slender neck bobbing anytime she gulped. it took my mind to dirty places.
Unable to hold back my desire anymore, I let a piece of meat slip–deliberately–right into the valley of her breasts.
Her breath hitched and turned shallow. She could have grabbed a napkin. She could have plucked it out herself.
But I was faster.
I leaned in, my mouth brushing against her delicate skin, my tongue flicking out, to taste the stray morsel.
She shuddered against me.
Her scent spiked–not with fear, but with something else.
Something sweeter.
Heat spread to my groin and I couldn’t control myself anymore so I ripped the top of her dress open in one fluid motion, baring her to me. Her perky small breasts spilled free and in mere seconds the rosebud tips stiffened to rock like peaks. My mouth watered with the need to taste them.
I latched onto one, sucking hard and dragging my teeth across the sensitive flesh.
She arched, a soft silent whimper escaping her lips.
Pleased, I growled and slipped my right hand between her legs, feeling how wet she already was as I pinched her other nipple
with the left.
My cock hardened to find her pussy dripping, her arousal slick against my fingers as I pushed them inside, stretching her, fucking her with my hand, feeling her clench around me.
My cock throbbed against her, aching to be inside her, to ruin her so I knocked off the dishes on the table in one clean swoop and placed her atop the surface.
Her face flushed in shock and after giving her a quick kiss, I lifted the hem of her dress and slid her panties to the side before lowering my mouth to her pink center.
Fuck she tasted good. I swiped my tongue along her slit, lapping up her sugary wetness before sucking her clit into my mouth. her back bowed and she arched into me. God’s, what I’d give to hear her moan right now.
Just as I slid a finger into her tight hole while flicking my tongue against her clit, familiar scents filled the room.
My head snapped up just as the doors burst open.
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“Your Majesty.”
Snow instantly froze and her eyes became large. Her entire body went rigid her breath sharp and panicked. I growled, my possessiveness flaring at the thought of another man seeing her like this.
Quickly, I yanked my hand from between her legs, licking the taste of her off my fingers before grabbing my royal shirt and pulling it off.
“Arms up,” I ordered.
Her cheeks were scarlet as she obeyed, and I slid the shirt over her head, covering and drowning her in my scent.
Waiting for her to ready herself, I stood, still half–hard and still aching to finish what I started. But the moment I turned to face them, ice seeped into my voice.
“Come in.”
Eight old men entered–my council. My most trusted advisors. They stopped before me, their faces unreadable.
I curled a protective arm around Snow’s waist, guiding her to the seat beside me.““This is Snow, my mate and your future Luna.”
They were shocked and silence was the only answer I got for a while until One of them stepped forward. Maverick. The eldest among them. He narrowed his eyes at her, his expression filled with thinly veiled contempt.
“She is… unexpected,” he said carefully. Then, after a pause, “Surely, Your Majesty, you would reconsider. Seraphina is of noble blood-”
A low rumble erupted in my chest before he could continue his words. A part of me had known they would bring up Seraphina even after I’d sent her far away from me.
in order to fully shut them up, I allow Liga lend me some of his power and they all crumbled under my wolf’s dominance.
Especially Elder Maverick who stiffened, wisely lowering his gaze.
“1 do not recall asking for your opinion,” I said in a deadly voice.. “She is my mate. My Luna. And you will respect her..”
No one dared speak.
Satisfied, I gestured to the table. “Sit.”
Slowly, cautiously, they obeyed, taking their seats.
I sat as well, glancing at Snow. Her cheeks were still flushed, but she wasn’t frightened.
No, she looked… amused.
I smirked, leaning in close, my breath hot against her ear.
“Enjoying yourself?” I murmured.
She swallowed. Then, in the smallest, most defiant gesture–she nodded
A deep, satisfied growl rumbled in my chest.
Good.
This was only the beginning.
