Curves And Claws: The Lycan King's Relentless Claim novel Chapter 91

**Chapter 91**

Roana,

My gaze was utterly captivated by his hand, which enveloped mine with a grip that was both firm and reassuringly warm. A swirl of confusion washed over me, tangled in the complexity of his demeanor, his behavior, and that enigmatic expression that danced across his face.

Never had I witnessed his eyes soften in such a manner before. They burned not with desire, but with a deep-seated yearning that I was certain even he struggled to comprehend.

But what left me utterly astounded was the realization that all of this intensity was directed at me.

– a quiet, hidden ache

Since the previous night, he had been acting peculiarly. He insisted I rest my head against his chest while he slept, constantly checking if I was in pain or if hunger gnawed at my stomach. And now?

He had kissed me and was behaving as if jealousy coursed through his veins.

I found myself grappling with these thoughts as we stepped into that dimly lit cell once more, where Alexander lay bound, a sight that sent a chill down my spine.

Then, in an instant, he turned, and that playful grin—the one capable of igniting butterflies in anyone’s stomach—spread across his face, infused with a teasing intent that made my heart race.

“My Marshmallow!” His voice dripped with sweetness, akin to honey cascading from a spoon, and as he wrapped his arm around my waist, he pulled me closer. “How about you decide how to punish this lowlife?”

My eyes widened in disbelief, and I could feel Alexander’s gaze darting between us, his confusion palpable.

“Roana!” Alexander whispered, his voice laced with urgency.

“Roana?” Cassian echoed, but before I could respond, he released me, grabbing a fistful of Alexander’s hair and slamming his head against the wall with a force that made my breath hitch. “You will call her Her Highness, you bastard!”

The room fell into a heavy silence, the tension thick enough to slice through. Alexander’s pupils quivered with fear, blood oozing from the wound on his head, staining the floor as he struggled to maintain his balance. But the sight of him in such a vulnerable state only intensified the turmoil within me.

A faint flicker of sadness pricked at my heart, but it was overshadowed by the overwhelming feelings of rage and betrayal that surged through me. I knew my expression must have betrayed that fleeting moment of empathy.

–

Cassian’s demeanor darkened, and he seized a chair, sitting with an authority that radiated from him. As expected from a Lycan King—his presence alone could command a room.

But before I could fully process his next move, he yanked my arm, pulling me onto his lap, a position that sent my heart racing.

“Look at me, you bastard!” He kicked Alexander’s leg while enclosing me in his arms, his grip unyielding. “The woman you tossed around like she was nothing is now my entire world!” His words sliced through the air, sharp and unyielding.

My eyes widened in disbelief at his declaration. I was his world? What on earth was he talking about?

Alexander’s gaze slowly rose to meet mine, but Cassian was relentless, cupping my face and capturing my lips with his once more, as if he were addicted to the taste of me.

“Your Majesty!” I gasped, breathless.

Yet, he didn’t respond; instead, he deepened the kiss, enveloping us in his intoxicating scent.

“You… you bastard. She is my Luna. Don’t touch-!” Alexander’s voice rose in protest, but Cassian swiftly cut him off with a kick to his mouth that silenced him.

Chapter 91

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