Betrayed by an alpha claimed by a lycan king

Chapter 33

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"There's no running from me, my dear little kitten. You're mine tonight."

His voice was a chilling warning, laced with a sinister promise that sent shivers down my spine. I backed away, racing as his bloodshot eyes bore into mine, filled with a malevolent hunger. This wasn't the same man I had known. Something had changed and twisted him into a dark reflection of himself. my heart

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I blinked in disbelief, trying to reconcile the sight before me. His long silver hair, once a symbol of his noble heritage, was gone. In its place, dark as the night, flowed a mane of hair that seemed to absorb the very light around it. This transformation was beyond any simple disguise; it was as if he had become an entirely different person. "Who are you?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper.

He smirked, a cruel curve on his lips that made my skin crawl. You're easy to catch on to. Hmmm...clever girl. He stepped closer, each movement exuding a predatory grace.

I tried to to call him out, hoping it would help him take control.

"Y-Your Majesty.th me tonight, kitten?"

You want to play

I tried to retreat further, but the

Where is he? I want to talk to him," I demanded, my voice shake. Panic bubbled within me, my mind racing for a way out, for something to grasp onto that could make sense of this nightmare.

"I am him, kitten," he answered, as if amused by my question.

"No, you're not. Y-You're... different."

"You weren't supposed to be here, kitten. Your spirit, your defiance-it's intoxicating. And now, you will know the true depths. of my desire.

The man who had once been my savior was now a predator, and I was his prey. I had to find a way to break free. But how? The whole room seemed to be filled with magic, preventing anything from escaping.

corner. Every shadow seemed to stretch and twist, filled with ominous potential. The soft glow of the candles flickered, casting

his predatory grace unsettling. I backed away until I felt the cool stone wall against my back. Trapped, T could do nothing but watch as he approached, his bloodshot eyes gleaming with dark desire. "There's no point in resisting, kitten," he said, his voice a silken snare. "The magic that binds this room

through every fiber of my being Though I was scared,

as his hand slowly traveled from my waist to my

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of fear, the lack of oxygen sent

but ask myself. This isn't the right time to be aroused,

eating a lollipop. How

I knew should be pushing him away, but something inside me wanted to see what would happen next. The anticipation and the forbidden thrill held me captive. "Aaaahhh..." I moaned loudly as he ran his fingers across my slit, spreading my juices over every inch of my femininity. My breath hitched as his grip around

was gasping for air, teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain, but I was also chasing the release building within me. His expert fingers moved

and my mind became a blur of sensations. The pressure around my throat only heightened my awareness, making every touch and every movement more intense. I could feel the heat pooling low in my belly, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until it was almost

a shiver down my spine, and with one final, deep thrust of his fingers, I shattered, the wave of pleasure crashing over me, leaving me breathless and utterly spent. I was catching my breath as soon as he released his neck from his grasp. My legs weakened as I tried to catch my breath. He was

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juices out of his fingers. "I'm going to fck you so hard until your body

my mind. "Let me go,"

now. My saliva contains an aphrodisiac-most would be pleading for more after just a a taste, but you... you're different. His eyes gleamed with a predatory glint as he studied my Blushed face. "Maybe you need more than just a lick." His words sent a jolt through me, a mix of fear and anticipation. The implications of his statement were clear, and I couldn't help but shudder at the thought. The aphrodisiac, now pulsing through my veins, heightened every-touch and every sensation. It was a struggle to maintain any

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more of his touch despite my better judgment. "That's it,"

pull of bis

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"S-Stop...."

own voice. But my objection doesn't bear conviction. The word

me to stop?" he asked before he proceeded to tear off the thin fabric of my nightgown, revealing my nakedness beneath

no strength to fight him. My whole body submitted as his eyes

escapes my lips once I feel his hot and wet tongue playing with my nipples. The trail of his kisses on every inch of

of desperate need. His fingers, his tongue, his voice-all of it combined to create a

just a flick of his sharp claw. My mouth opened wide when he leaned closer

coming from his mouth is sending too much

I gave was to lean my head against the cold stone, waiting for his glorious mouth to ravage my center. However, instead of his mouth, I felt his sharp claws

motion.