Lucian’s POV
I checked my phone again. Still no reply from her. My wolf paced restlessly inside , growling low. He hated this place. He didn’t want to be here.
"What do we even want from her?" he snarled in my head.
I scoffed, a smirk tugging at my lips.
"You can relax," I told him, the smirk still playing on my mouth. "We just need to have a little conversation with her."
"Lucian."
Her voice ca from behind . My eyebrow lifted slightly. Of course she showed up.
"I knew you would ask for again," Emily added as she stepped closer. She walked right up to , her fingers brushing my face. "You missed ... just as much as I missed you."
She leaned in, aiming for my lips.
I pulled back just enough. "What’s the rush?" I asked, voice low. "Why do you want to kiss so easily?"
"I can’t stay here long," she whispered, worry thick in her tone. "You know I don’t want Aiden getting suspicious."
I looked straight into her eyes. "Are you still going to marry him?"
A smirk curved her lips. "Why? Are you finally admitting you love ? That you don’t want anyone else having ?"
I scoffed again, the sound sharp. "Get off your high horse, Emily. I just want to know."
"Yes, I am marrying him," she said. "And it’s soon."
"Good," I cut in.
Her eyes narrowed. "Good? What do you an good? Don’t you want not to marry him?"
I leaned in closer, my voice dropping. "And why would I want you not to marry him?" My eyes darkened. "I need you to marry him... so he can finally get the fuck out of the picture."
Confusion flashed across her face. "What do you an?"
I let a wicked smile slowly spread across my lips. "Your soon-to-be husband needs to get off my queen’s back for good. Or I promise you... you’ll be left widowed before you even get married."
She blinked, shock freezing her features. "Wait... your what?" Her voice cracked. "You have a queen?"
"Yes," I answered without hesitation.
"Who?" she breathed.
"Alina."
Her eyes widened so much I thought they might pop out. The pure shock on her face was sothing I had never seen before. Her lips parted, but no sound ca at first.
"What do you an Alina is your queen?" Her voice shook badly now.
I stepped forward, holding her gaze. "You heard . She is my queen. My mate. My one true love."
She stumbled back a step, shaking her head hard. "No... this isn’t true. This can’t be right, Lucian. Alina? Why? You’re a rogue. You despise ogas the most. You kill them. So how is—"
"She is different," I said, my voice going soft for a mont, almost drunk with the feeling. Just thinking about Alina made heat rush through my veins. The way she made feel... the way even the thought of her made my dick throb hard. "She is sothing I have never experienced before."
"Why are you telling all of this?" Emily’s voice cracked with desperation. "I thought you brought here because you wanted to fuck ... and I want it, Lucian. I want you to fuck so bad. You know how much I crave your touch. I’ll deal with the fact that you’re mated to Alina later. But right now... please. Bend over and fuck the shit out of ."
A wicked grin spread slowly across my face. "No."
Her eyes flashed with raw anger. I loved seeing it.
"She owns not just my heart," I said, still grinning, "but my fucking body too, Emily. So no."
I stepped closer, wrapped my hand around her throat, and squeezed. "I called you here for more than that."
Her hands flew up, clawing at my wrist. "I know you hurt her," I growled, tightening my grip.
"What are you doing? Let go, you monster!" she gasped, twisting and struggling to break free.
"You do deserve to die by my hands, Emily," I said calmly, watching her face turn red. "But that would only make Aiden co after again... and I don’t need the competition."
I finally released her. She stumbled back, coughing hard, her chest heaving. When she looked up at again, the anger had twisted into sothing else. A jagged, broken laugh spilled from her lips.
"You know... doing this to only makes hornier," she whispered, her voice shaking with need. "I can’t think about anything else. I just want you to fuck ."
She lunged forward and crashed her lips against mine, kissing roughly.
"Let go," I snarled, shoving her away.
She ca right back, kissing harder. I pushed her off with more force. "Have you gone mad?" I yelled.
"Yes! I am mad!" she scread back. Her eyes looked wild. "You brought here knowing how many tis we’ve been together... how many fucking tis I’ve moaned your na, Lucian. And now you’re telling another woman owns your body and your heart? Not just any woman—my enemy. I will never accept this. I won’t!"
She laughed again, that sa jagged, crazy sound. She looked completely unhinged. She pushed her hair back roughly and rushed at with shocking speed.
"I said we will fuck," she hissed.
Her hands went straight to my belt. I let her. She yanked it open, dragged my trousers down, and dropped to her knees. Before I could stop her, she took my dick into her mouth and started sucking.
She sucked hard, her mouth hot and desperate, tongue swirling like she was trying to prove sothing. For a second my body reacted — blood rushed down, my dick twitched and grew thick between her lips. But my mind stayed cold. This wasn’t Alina. This wasn’t the fire that burned from the inside.
I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back hard. Her lips made a wet pop as my cock slipped free, glistening with her spit.
"Enough," I growled.
Emily’s eyes were glassy with lust. She licked her swollen lips and smiled up at like a madwoman. "See? Your body still wants . Fuck , Lucian. Please. I need you inside ."
I shoved her away. She fell back on her ass, but she didn’t stay down. She crawled forward on her knees, reaching for again, fingers wrapping around my shaft, stroking fast.
"I said no," I snapped. My voice ca out low and dangerous. I kicked her hands off and pulled my trousers back up, buckling my belt with quick, angry movents.
She laughed again — that broken, jagged sound that made my wolf snarl. "You can’t reject . Not after everything. You used to bend over and pound until I scread. Rember how I begged? How I ca so hard I couldn’t walk?"
Her words slid off . I felt nothing but disgust now.
"Get up," I ordered.
She ignored . Instead she stood, eyes wild, and started tearing at her own clothes. Her shirt ripped open, buttons flying. She pushed her skirt up, exposing her bare pussy, already wet and shining.
"Look at ," she breathed, voice shaking with need. "I’m dripping for you, Lucian. Just take . Use . I don’t care if you hate right now. Just fuck raw."
I stepped forward, grabbed her by the throat again, and slamd her back against the nearest wall. Her breath hitched. For one heartbeat she looked excited, thinking I was finally giving in.
Instead I leaned in close, my lips brushing her ear. "Listen to very carefully, Emily. Touch again without permission and I will rip your throat out. I don’t care how loud you scream."
Her chest rose and fell fast. I could sll her fear mixing with her arousal. It only made her wetter. She whimpered, hips grinding against nothing.
"You’re sick," I said, voice flat. "And you’re going to stay the fuck away from Alina. If I hear you even breathed in her direction again, I won’t just kill Aiden. I’ll make sure you watch him die slowly... then I’ll co for you."
I released her neck. She slid down the wall, legs trembling, but her hand still drifted between her thighs, touching herself right there in front of .
"Fuck... even your threats make so horny," she moaned, fingers moving faster. "Just one ti, Lucian. One last ti..."
I turned my back on her, disgust curling in my gut. My wolf wanted blood. I wanted distance. The only touch I craved now was soft oga skin, sweet scent, and innocent eyes that looked at like I was her whole world.
"Get dressed and get out," I said without looking back. "We’re done here."
Behind , her jagged laugh turned into a sob, then another desperate moan as she kept touching herself.
I walked away, phone already in my hand, mind already reaching for the only woman who could make my cold heart burn.
Alina.
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