บททั้งหมดของ Offered To The Cursed Alpha: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

“No, I’m not avoiding anyone, princess,” Ethan replied, though his eyes refused to meet hers. Rose, however, caught the flicker of hesitation in his stormy gray gaze.“Yeah?” she narrowed her eyes, frustration sharpening her tone. “Then why aren’t you looking at me?” she challenged.Finally, his gaze lifted to hers, and Rose’s breath hitched under the weight of it. Goddess, one look from him was enough to leave her breathless—even though his face stayed unreadable and his eyes cold.“I was watching the trainees, for goddess’ sake, princess,” he said, his deep, masculine voice edged with annoyance. “Now, if you’re done with your childish accusations, may I take my leave, Your Highness?” The taunt in his tone was deliberate, meant to send her sulking away.But instead, Rose only pouted. “See? You are avoiding me,” she said, her innocent voice carrying that dangerous sweetness that always made Ethan fight back a groan.“What do you want?” he asked sternly.“Can’t you… talk to me… a litt

Isabella glanced at Rose, who shot her a mischievous grin, her innocent eyes sparkling with a secret thrill. Rose gave a playful wink and a cheeky nod toward the front seat, making Isabella shake her head subtly. She knew she had no choice—she had to go and sit beside that infuriating, yet magnetic, alpha. Sliding out of the back seat, she eased herself into the passenger seat, the soft leather cool against her skin. Killian leaned over, buckled her safety belt with a careful hand, then closed the door with a smooth, decisive thud. Without a word, he circled to the driver’s side. The engine purred to life, and the car glided smoothly toward the shopping center. But Isabella’s heart was racing faster than a jet. Just being this close to her mate was enough to send waves of tingles coursing through her body. Goddess, please help her! Because his intoxicating scent wrapped around her — intense, overwhelming — and every breath she took made her core ache with a need she desperately didn

The tiny space was swallowed by his presence; his broad shoulders nearly filled the whole room. With a swift motion, he turned her, pressing her back to the door and pinning her wrists above her head. The press of his chest against hers left her no space to move. Heat radiated from him, his breath brushing her skin in hot, uneven bursts, raising goosebumps along her arms.His eyes—green, but now almost black—burned with a mix of anger and desire she couldn’t read. He lowered his face to the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent again and again as if it steadied him. Each breath seemed to chip away at his restraint.Then his lips found her skin, warm and insistent. He kissed, nibbled, and sucked along her throat and jawline, slow and deliberate, leaving tingling trails of sensation. She bit down on her lip, stifling the sound rising in her throat.His tongue grazed upward along her neck, tracing to her jaw. He gave an open-mouthed kiss on her cheek, his teeth scraping lightly as if mark

But before she could protest, he slid the third finger inside her, stretching her further, pain and pleasure colliding in delicious chaos.He didn’t pause. His fingers moved in and out with relentless, feral rhythm, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge, replacing the sting of intrusion with a raw, consuming pleasure that left her trembling and lost entirely to him.He lunged back to her slick cunt, mouth descending on her clit with wild hunger. This time, she shattered under him, exploding into his mouth as her honey dripped across his lips and chin. He didn’t ease up, sucking and pumping his fingers deep inside her until the tremors of her orgasm finally began to subside.As her body started to calm, he slowly withdrew his fingers. With precise care, he took out his handkerchief and cleaned both his face and her glistening thighs. His touch was so possessive and deliberate, and Isabella could feel it. She exhaled, trembling—utterly spent and blissfully aware of how completely h

The day had finally come. The Blood Moon Pack celebrated the festival every year as a grand ceremony, with all the Alphas from the surrounding territories in attendance. This year, they were gathering once again, so arrangements for their stay had already been made, along with heightened security for them and their families.Isabella wanted to help with the preparations, but Killian insisted she stay at the pack house. He wouldn’t take any risks after the attacks on her, especially with the rogues’ presence still unexplained. With the festival in full swing, security would be stretched thin, and he couldn’t stay by her side constantly.To Isabella, his caution seemed absurdly possessive. She didn’t yet understand the depth of his concern, the sheer fear gnawing at him—a fear he had never felt before in his life. For the first time, Killian was terrified of losing something… or someone.Her frustration grew as she realized she hadn’t seen much of him over the past two days. He had been