The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

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Chapter 297

Getsy

Maru

Selene’s soft moan made Kane clench his eyes shut. The sound was intoxicating, stirring something deep inside him, tempting him to let go of every restraint he was desperately holding onto.

Selene, too, felt the weight of their closeness, her skin burning under his touch. The realization of how intimately he was licking her wound sent a shudder through her.

“K–Kane, let me go,” she stammered, her voice unsteady. “My boyfriend won’t like this if he finds out.”

The moment that word–boyfriend–left her lips, Kane’s eyes snapped open. His jaw tensed as he slowly lifted his head, his piercing gaze locking onto her face.

Selene hesitated before meeting his eyes, and when she did, her breath hitched. Blood stained his lips, and the look he gave her was dark, unreadable.

you bring up another man just to distract me again,” he murmured, his voice dangerously low, “I swear, Selene, I’ll do something

in his tone made her uncertain–afraid, even, that he might actually act on his threat. Swallowing hard, she turned her

him–it was its placement. It was driving him insane. If he managed to control himself and walk away after this, then he truly had a will of steel.

wound. The more he did, the more it bled, but he knew he was the only one capable of healing it. He needed

unbearable.

sharp pain spread through her chest. The sensation intensified with every passing second, as if someone were rubbing salt into an

on his shoulders, trying to push away. But it was useless–he had her caged beneath him, leaving her unable to

murmured

lip hard, trying to suppress the sounds threatening to escape her throat. She hadn’t expected healing to be this painful. But gradually, the sting dulled, and she found herself staring up at the

stirred inside her.

Her wolf.

Grayson tried to kiss her, her wolf always recoiled, rejecting his touch. But now? Now, her wolf wasn’t just

feel

pulled away, inspecting his work. The wound had fully closed, the skin smooth and unmarked. But even as he saw her healed, his self–control wavered. His lips brushed against her

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