Undressed By The Lycan King...And His Father!

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llian. Sick. Again. All because of Mari

y are you still dating her, Larson. She's sexy, pretty, good in bed

se me, father," I muttered, my voice tight, keeping my anger under control. King Carlton l

her friends like nothing had happened. My hands curled into fists. S

ting night!" she cooed, pressing against me. "The Mo

my gaze sharpened. "Mariel... please stop tar

, and her brow fur

rting her. She's d

The malice simmered just below the surface, and I could smell

ce, hoping for some calm. But

r. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him. "Thank you, sir." she whis

ich. Seems your father's interested in

ental glare. S

tarted to leave, but I called out. "I'll

ped me. "No, I'll drive her. S

oo," I said firmly, my wolf prowli

nod. "Very well. Al

le, between my father and me. She looked up at us, shy and d

fully. My wolf growled, alert, as my pulse sped. She looked at me-

something I had never seen directed at anyone else. D

lian fidgeted slightly between us, oblivious t

the time arriv

e us in their ceremonial garb. The air shimmered with anticipation. E

ve next to me, her chest puffed out,

low but commanding. She hesitated, shocked

atch. She spoke to the crowd, her voice like a river of silver. "Tonight, you

lf stiffened, sensing the surge of energy, the in

med. The scent was overwhelming-warm,

ignoring the confusion of other wolve

e else. Jillian. She was standing, tremblin

ind. What the hell?! Larson... your f

n't process it. My father-King Carlton-was holding Jillian like she belonged

on Jillian, on the golden glow surrounding my father's arms. And yet..

or, my king-he had never let another woman ignite this

nfusion. Possession. All tangled

more. And yet, my heart ached because I couldn't reach her-not full

your world just got a whole lot more complicated. Father versus s

so hard my nails dug

lian's golden thread glowed brightly, stretching toward both my fa

tainty, the pull. And my heart-my damn heart-burned w

nd Jillian's. His presence was dominating, powerful, unyie

and father... both drawn to the same o

y hands shook. My chest ached.

to consume me, the Moon Goddess's presence remained overwhelming. Her p

limmering with fear and curiosity, struck me deeper than any bla

nsion, the electricity, the impossible, forbidden pull

verything w

mating thre

very future of the Crescent Moon