The Alpha King And His Chosen Luna novel Chapter 110

Isla’s fingers stayed around my wrist while the room went quiet around us. Not empty quiet. The kind that made every breath between us feel too close.

She looked up at me without lowering her eyes, and that alone did something to me I didn’t have a name for. My attention dropped to her mouth for one second. She noticed. Of course she noticed. A small change crossed her face before she stepped closer, slow enough to

make it worse.

Vorak pushed hard beneath my skin.

‘Kiss her before I take control from you.‘

My jaw tightened. Isla’s hand moved from my wrist to my chest. The second she touched me, the bond pulled so hard I had to draw in a controlled breath. She felt it too. Her fingers tightened in my shirt, and her eyes stayed on mine like she was waiting. Not afraid. Not

uncertain. Waiting. That was worse than fear.

I lifted my hand and brushed her hair back from her face. Her eyes closed for one short second, and she leaned into my touch before she could stop herself.

Vorak went still inside me.

‘She wants us. Stop pretending you don’t feel it.’

“I feel it,” I muttered before I could stop myself.

Isla’s eyes opened. “What?”

I should’ve said nothing. Instead, I looked at her mouth again. She understood. Her breathing changed, and the scent of her filled my head until the rest of the room barely existed.

I kissed her.

Slow at first. Careful. The second my mouth touched hers, Isla moved into me like she’d been waiting for me to stop holding back. Her hands slid up my chest and locked at the back of my neck. I pulled her closer, one hand at her waist, the other against the side of her face. She kissed me back harder. Not shy. Not scared. Just Isla. That nearly ruined me.

Vorak surged forward at once.

‘Now. Mate her now.‘

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I forced him down so hard pain moved through my skull. Isla felt the change. Her mouth parted from mine, and her hands tightened at my neck.

“Caius?”

I didn’t answer right away. I couldn’t. If I opened my mouth too soon, I wasn’t sure what would come out. Her eyes searched mine.

“He’s fighting you.”

“Yes.”

Her expression changed. Not fear. Understanding.

“What did he say?” she asked.

I breathed out through my nose. “You don’t need to know that.”

“That bad?”

“Worse.”

A faint smile touched her mouth, and somehow that made it worse again.

Vorak pushed harder.

‘Coward. Let me take over if you won’t do what she wants.’

My hand tightened at her waist before I forced it to loosen. Isla noticed that too.

“You’re really fighting him.”

“Yes.”

“Can he take over?”

“Not if I stop him.”

“And if you can’t?”

I looked at her then. Really looked. “You move away from me.”

Her smile disappeared. “No.”

“Isla.”

“No,” she said again, firmer this time. “I won’t move away because your wolf is loud.”

That shouldn’t have affected me the way it did. But it did. She stood there in front of me,

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wearing my clothes, looking at me like she’d already made her decision and didn’t care how badly Vorak behaved in my head.

“You don’t understand what he wants.”

“I do.”

“No, you don’t.”

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