Chapter 83: Discovering the Feeling
Chapter 83: Discovering the Feeling
Ruby’s POV
The health report is in my hands. I read it twice to ensure its accuracy, and finally, the invisible chains constricting my chest began to loosen. Camilla’s condition is stable. There are no signs of her causing trouble, no reckless attempts to break free from the fate that has been bestowed upon her.
But what matters most to me is the life growing inside her. Her child–Beta Jake Smith’s. A new soul, waiting to enter this world in just one more week. That is all the time left before everything changes again, before Camilla spends her days facing the same fate as Dominic.
“If I show up to check on the pregnancy, will that be a problem?” I murmured, shaking my head afterward. “That doesn’t seem like a good idea.”
I had written a letter to Jake to inform him. No matter what happens, that child is his responsibility, not mine. And yet, my thoughts remain fixated on the innocent life growing inside my so–called sister’s womb. I can only hope that the gods protect the baby, shielding it from the karma of its mother. That child does not deserve to bear the burden of her sins. Closing my eyes, I let out a deep sigh, shifting my gaze toward the towering glass window in my room.
My fingers traced over my chest, right above my heart, where a familiar warmth pulsed.
Killian.
Just his name alone was enough to make my breath hitch. I am certain he is the reason behind all of this, the storm raging inside me. The Lycan King, ruthless and merciless to everyone… except me if I dared to admit it at this moment.
I have spent my life learning how to protect myself from men like him. But Killian is different. Brutal, yes, but beneath the wicked smirk and sharp words, there is something not everyone can see. It feels like a whisper of promises calling out to me in the darkness. Even
my wolf agrees.
I clenched the fabric of my nightgown. I fear the truth that I am about to face.
Craving something so forbidden is utterly terrifying. I had never felt as free as a dove soaring through the sky until the one called a monster made it happen for me.
First, I was merely a pawn in the game orchestrated by my so–called family. Then, I became a Luna to an Alpha who despised me. And finally, for over twenty–four years, I lived solely to ensure the happiness and well–being of others, never truly caring for myself. When someone finally taught me how to enjoy life, I felt… truly valued.
I whispered, “Is this what true love means?”
My heart always raced for him, just as my eyes always sought him. If I continued like this, I wasn’t sure how much longer! could keep my feelings hidden. But would he choose me outside of this agreement? Beyond the claim he so boldly laid upon me?
A knock on my door pulled me from my tangled thoughts.
“Come in!”
The door swung open, and there he was, the tyrant. Killian Rudwick, in all his deadly glory. His crimson eyes settled on me with a empety expression, yet I could sense a faint warmth hidden within them.
“You haven’t come to my room lately,” Killian grumbled, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. The slight furrow in his brow suggested he was upset, and I nearly laughed at the absurdity of it.
The most feared ruler to ever exist… pouting like a child who had lost his favorite treat.
“I wasn’t aware that I was required to,” I teased, folding my arms. “Is His Majesty feeling neglected?”
He tilted his head, those piercing crimson eyes scanning me, and I felt my cheeks heat up.
“I’m sure you already know the answer, little wolf.”
My lips twitched, my usual calm expression barely holding. “Then perhaps next time, Your Majesty, you sh formal invitation.”
“For hell’s sake. I hate it when you deliberately use that title, Ruby.”
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That sent me into a fit of laughter. I no longer cared about etiquette in front of him. Tears welled in the corners of my eyes from how amusing the situation was.
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“Sorry, Killian. You’re just too fun to mess with.”
Instead of answering, the man remained silent. In two strides, he was in front of me, his towering frame looming over mine. I felt my throat go dry, my fingers tingling with the urge to pull him closer that not even a sliver of space remained between
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Chapter 83: Discovering the Feeling
“I shouldn’t have to invite what already belongs to me,” he murmured, his breath warm against my skin. “And besides, you ve been running, little wolf.”
I stood my ground, even as my pulse quickened.
“I’ve been… a little busy,” I stammered, blushing.
“Too busy for me?” He clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “Unacceptable.”
Before I could protest, Killian effortlessly pulled me into his arms. I gasped, my arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.
“Killian!”
“I’m reclaiming my time. If you won’t come to me, then I’ll take you myself,” he declared with satisfaction, carrying me toward the door.
I groaned in frustration, knowing there was no point in resisting when he was like this.
“You’re impossible!”
He smirked down at me. “And yet, you still like it.”
I did not appreciate his blunt remark and responded with a bold smack to his arm. His deep, teasing laughter was my only reward. By the time we reached his chambers, I had already accepted my fate. He set me down gently, but before I could regain my balance, he caged me between himself and the massive four–poster bed.
“You’ve been avoiding me,” he accused, both hands planted on either side of me. “I just realized it… and I don’t like it.*
“I wasn’t-”
“Lying has never been your specialty, Ruby.”
I sighed, lowering my gaze. “I just needed time to think.”
Killian’s fingers tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Is it something important?”
“Yes.”
His lips curled into a knowing smirk. “Will you explain it to me? I’m very curious now.”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I pushed up onto my toes and captured his lips in a searing kiss. He tensed for a moment before a low growl rumbled from his chest, and then he took control.
Killian kissed me like he owned me. Like he was branding me with every stroke of his tongue, every possessive bite against my lips. His hands roamed, gripping my waist and pulling me flush against him until there was no space left between us. Heat curled in my stomach, spreading like wildfire as his kiss deepened, demanding submission.
But I wasn’t as passive or shy as I used to be. I met him with the same fervor, tangling my fingers in his thick, dark hair and tugging hard. He groaned, his grip tightening as he pressed me into the bed, hovering over me like a predator savoring its
prey.
“You’re getting bolder, my little wolf,” he murmured, dragging his lips down my throat, marking me with his tongue. “I like it.” “Then shut up and kiss me,” I breathed.
A dark chuckle escaped him before he obeyed, resuming where we left off. The world beyond this room ceased to exist. There was only him, his heat, scent, the hunger in his touch. I would indulge in this for as long as my feelings for him continued to grow.
Killian didn’t need to know.
Not yet.
