I Bought A Male Escort, Turns Out He's The Lycan King novel Chapter 107

**Leaves Falling Like Promises**
**By Amara Grant**
**Chapter 107**

**HUNTER**

The aroma of fear, a scent I usually found electrifying, now felt rancid and repulsive when it emanated from someone who was never meant to tremble in my presence.

Her body pressed rigidly against mine, yet it quivered like a fragile leaf caught in a gust of wind. Her wide eyes searched mine, filled with something I couldn’t quite decipher. What the hell was happening? Even as my vision swirled with a crimson haze of rage, and my inner beast teetered on the edge of madness, this was not how it was supposed to unfold.

Yet here we were, with her still willing to pursue this reckless path after marking me. The signs of the king’s elaborate preparations were unmistakable, plastered all over the castle. Rather than mourning the loss of their pack member, the Lordswoods were busy adorning the cold, stone walls with garish decorations for a mating ceremony.

And she was allowing it.

I inhaled deeply, dragging my nose along her neck, seeking solace in the scent that had already entwined itself within me. I despised every moment of it—the way each breath tightened the bond between us, the way it siphoned away my anger, rendering me powerless.

“Did you forget what happened, Kitty?” I murmured, my voice cracking with a mixture of desperation and rage. “Can’t you feel it? If you care at all for your brother, you’ll put an end to this charade.”

At least until I could figure out how to sever this cursed connection.

But my beast roared in protest, unwilling to entertain such thoughts. It seized control of my body, the grip I barely held onto slipping away as I pressed harder against Kitty’s soft, trembling form. I released my hold on her delicate neck, instead wrapping her leg around my waist, claiming her.

“Mine,” I growled, the words slipping out in the voice of the beast within me. My actions felt involuntary, as if I were trapped behind the mental barriers meant for my beast. I could only stand by and feel, watching helplessly as the threads between us grew stronger, more unbreakable.

Even amidst her fear, I could sense her arousal blooming in the air, intoxicating and confusing. My beast’s fury dimmed, replaced by a whimper that escaped Kitty’s lips.

“I would never hurt you, Princess.”

Lies! The word screamed in my mind, desperate to break free. The beast was making promises I had no intention of keeping.

But then Katerina’s back arched slightly, and I noticed the sharp edges of her fear beginning to soften. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she tilted her head, offering herself to me. Did she truly understand the implications of her actions?

Something explosive ignited within me—need, lust, a longing for something that could never truly be. It consumed me as I gazed at the delicate skin of her neck, my mark etched at its base. I fought against it, waging a mental war with the beast that had taken me prisoner, desperate to break free from whatever dark magic held us together.

Yet my mind betrayed me, conjuring images of her smiling at me, her belly round with my child. I could feel the warmth of that moment, the love radiating between us. I had tried to bury those feelings since I first laid eyes on her on that stage, but they clawed their way back to the surface, burning through the betrayal as if it were inconsequential.

But it mattered.

If I turned a blind eye to who she truly was, I could never forgive myself.

As I shook off the sickening fantasy, Kitty came back into focus, already bare, her essence glistening on the front of my sweats. That sight shattered the fragile clarity I had fought so hard to maintain.

I averted my gaze, looking behind me. Rivers’ stench still lingered in the air, but thankfully, he was gone. Good. I didn’t want anyone witnessing this humiliation. Because I was powerless to stop it. I couldn’t halt the way my heart raced, the bond thickening and tightening around us. I couldn’t suppress the heat coursing through my veins, or the way my arousal swelled, overtaking all rational thought.

I was beyond control. I was utterly lost.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify