The Raven Wolf King: Wolfless novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Valeria

This can’t be real! Is it rally him?

The hollowness of his gaze seems fixed straight on me.

Am I even real? Am I really here? No. This is a dream. It has to be.

The shock makes me take a step back, and suddenly I’m flying backward. The Raven Wolf King grows smaller until he’s no longer visible, and all that remains is darkness.

I wake with a gasp.

That’s not real! It isn’t! It can’t be!

“Valeria.” Raphael hugs me. “What’s wrong?”

I close my eyes and shake my head. “Just a bad dream.”

He pulls me back beneath the covers, holding me close. The panic dissolves, the fear fades, and in his

arms I feel safe.

“It’s almost dawn. I should head back to my room,” I tell him.

His arms cling tighter, and he whispers, “Not yet.”

“Raphael-”

“Valeria, you’re so unpredictable. One day you hate me, the next you want to fuck me. I don’t know which Valeria I’ll encounter next, so let me enjoy this a little longer.”

Am I really like this? Maybe I’ve been giving him mixed signals, but it’s only because I’m so unsure of what to do next. In the end, I let Raphael have his way. My eyes close, and sleep takes me–this time, peaceful.

***

When the sun’s light touches my face, I wake fully. Raphael is already dressing. He looks at me as he buttons his shirt.

“You’re having dinner with my brother today,” he says.

It isn’t even a question, and all the tenderness he had before is gone.

“Yes.” I spot folded clothes on the edge of the bed–surely placed there by him–and begin to dress.

I can barely hear it, but I still catch it: a growl.

I roll my eyes. “And that girl? The one you’re supposed to be mated to?”

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“Fera. What about her?”

“So you are getting mated to her?”

“No. You know I’m not.”

“She sounded very sure you two would.”

“And I made it perfectly clear to her that we’re not.”

“Yet you entertain her.”

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brother.”

“I don’t. And if you’re speaking about entertaining someone’s advances, that’s all you with my Done with his attire, his hasty steps lead him to me, where he gives me a quick but harsh kiss before turning and leaving the room, slamming the door before I can continue the argument.

I get that it upsets him, but too bad.

This time the clothes fit me. Jeans and a white shirt. Max and I return to my room, where I shower and then head to the closet for the last set of clothes I own. But I stop short. The closet is full of new clothes.

On the narrow dresser rests a note:

Don’t get too comfortable in them. They’ll be ripped off in no time–Raphael.

How can this man be so sweet and infuriating at the same time?

I glance through the clothes, surprised to find they match my style perfectly. Things I would’ve chosen myself. Raphael pays attention to detail in ways I never expected.

Later, I join my family for breakfast, only because Father insisted. Afterward, we gather outside to see him off to his duties in the war. Mother is inconsolable, her tears unending. She may not love me much,

but Father is everything to her.

He says his goodbyes to Mother and Jade. Then, at last, it’s my turn.

He stands in front of me in his general’s uniform, carrying the sword every general bears. “Be you, Valeria.” He gives my cheek a quick touch with his thumb.

“Be safe… Dad. Come back.”

He’s surprised. I’ve never called him Dad. I’ve always been distant from my parents, calling them Mother and Father.

“I will.”

I watch the car disappear down the road. Jade and Mother retreat inside, but I remain, watching as the other generals depart and say goodbyes to their families. Fera lingers, having seen her own father off. She notices me and strolls over, arms crossed, eyes scanning me. The urge to make a face at her rises, but before I can act, a voice cuts through.

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“Did your father leave too?” Grimm asks, stepping up behind me, a few shovels balanced in his hands.

“Yeah. What are you up to?”

“Oh, I need to collect these. They’re taking them to the training grounds to dig trenches or something like that.”

“You’ve been there?”

“The training grounds? Yeah, a couple of times.”

“Are you joining?”

“I’ve thought about it, but I’m not sure.”

“Well, maybe you and I should join together.” I laugh.

“You’re thinking of joining?”

“I don’t know. Like you, I guess I’m thinking about it. It seems scary, but at the same time… liberating. At least for me.”

He falls silent, his eyes fixed on something behind me. I turn, and there she is–Jade, standing on the front steps, watching us.

“She warned me to stay away from you,” I whisper to him.

“Fuck her,” he mutters, scowling, his mouth twisting with irritation.

“You really don’t feel anything?” I ask, searching his face for a flicker of softness.

“I do,” he shoots back, eyes flashing. “Anger.”

I nod. “I guess that’s something. So there’s no chance in hell you’d take her back?”

“Hell no. Would you?”

“Well… what if they regret it? What if they’re actually good but just made a mistake?”

“Are you going soft?”

“I don’t know.”

“After the kind of pain they caused you, would you really take that chance?” he asks.

I slowly shake my head. “No. I… don’t want to.”

“There’s your answer. Anyway, let me finish this task. I’ll see you later.”

I give him a wave and head upstairs, deep in thought after that conversation. I hear crying coming from my parents‘ room. Mother already misses Father, and she’ll probably be like this for a while, but I don’t give a rat’s ass. She can console herself.

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When I get to my room, it’s no surprise that Jade is there. She’s fuming.

“You just don’t listen, do you!” she shouts.

Rolling my eyes, I go past her. “The man is all yours if you want him, ‘cause I don’t. But warning, I doubt he’ll want you.”

“You will stop speaking to him, or I’ll make your life a living hell.” Her eyes narrow.

“Uhm, you’ve done that already, and I survived it.”

Actually, I’m not sure I did. But it’s impossible that I actually died that night, right?

“Trust me, I can make it even worse for you. Mother is always on my side.”

“Mother won’t do shit.” I mock her.

“Well, Dad’s not here anymore to stop her.” She smiles wickedly. “Mom! Valeria hit me!” she shouts and starts faking a cry.

I squint my eyes, lift my arm, and slap her with every ounce of strength I have. The girl’s head almost twists all the way back.

She gasps, her eyes watering, and there’s even some blood at the corner of her mouth. The shape of my fingers protrudes on her swollen, reddened cheek.

I point a finger at her. “From now on, if you want to fake tattle on me, I’ll make sure you get exactly what you accuse me of. Go on, call Mother again, lie to her. See what happens.”

Her lips tremble, and tears fall. “Y–y–you can’t do that,” she mutters. “You’re wolfless. You’re not on my

level. You can’t do this!”

“Want another?” I show her my hand.

She stumbles, taking a few steps back, then runs to her room.

That felt so damn good.

She doesn’t bother me for the rest of the day.

When evening arrives, I’m ready for my date. I begin to make my way to where Tobias told me to meet him in a message he sent a few hours ago. Walking through the halls, distracted, I’m suddenly grabbed and pulled into a dark room. A hand cups my mouth before I can scream, and then I feel a rope being tied around me.

Then the scent hits me. Familiar. Unmistakable.

Mother fucker! Raphael!

“Mm!!” I try to shout at him.

When I’m completely constricted, he finally releases my mouth and whispers in my ear, “You are mine.”

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“What the hell are you doing?!”

“Keeping you from that date.”

“Raphael! This isn’t funny!”

“I’m not trying to be funny.” His grip tightens around me, my chest pressed hard against his, every breath caught between us.

“Let me go.”

“Is that really what you want? Or do you want this?” He kisses my neck, and his hand begins to travel down my breasts and then to my thighs.

I take a deep breath, only able to mutter, “Stop.” But the words fall flat, empty of strength.

“Are you sure?” he whispers.

I can’t see him at all, but I can feel him–his touch, his breath, his warmth. Suddenly, there’s a click. He turns on a light. We’re in a broom closet.

“What are you doing, Raphael?”

His lips slowly reach mine, giving a soft, sliding kiss, and then whispering, “Touching you.”

Damn. I can’t resist him. My will completely disappears when he touches me. He slides my dress down until one of my breasts comes free, and he latches his mouth around it.

I tilt my head back with a moan as his soft lips and tongue suck. His hand slides down, then goes up my dress, caressing my thigh until he reaches my underwear. Painfully slowly, he slides a finger through the side and touches my moistened core, where he begins to rub. I moan, and he softly growls, sliding his wet lips and nose up my neck, one hand pressing around it.

“I… have to go…” I gasp, struggling to get the words out between heavy breaths. “Raphael…”

His lips reach my ear. “Not looking like this. You’re not going anywhere without being fucked good first.”

My insides throb at his words, a pulse I can’t ignore. I want to protest, I need to leave, but the ache to feel him eclipses everything else.

His finger slides in me.

“Uh!” The sound rips out of me, loud and raw, but his hand clamps over my mouth, muffling it instantly. I strain against the ropes, desperate to move, to wrap my arms around him, but they’re too tight. My legs are free but trapped by his, locked between mine.

Raphael–still with a hand on my mouth and another with his fingers deep inside me–traces his mouth to my breasts. My senses are overloaded. I uncontrollably moan with desperation. Matching my own description, he takes his hand from under my dress and unzips his crotch, his manhood springing out. He lifts my dress and raises one of my legs, then plunges his engorged rod inside me, meeting no resistance. My body welcomes him as if it were his home. He thrusts with desperation, holding one of

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my hips. I continue to moan into his hand without restraint. He thrusts as if out of control, surrendering to his primal need to fuck.

His lips come back to mine, and he hisses, “I’m coming. Come for me!”

My body obeys his will, excited at the command. A tide rises within, sweeping me into its current, drowning me in pleasure. He thrusts so hard that my body bounces, both breasts now exposed. I close my eyes to keep them from crossing and release it all through a moan. He does the same.

When it’s over, he has to hold me upright. My body is too weak to stand on its own.

“You are mine, Valeria. All mine.”

I have no strength to fight him right now. I rest my head on his shoulder, and it takes us a few minutes to calm down. When I finally begin to feel my strength returning, Raphael kisses me and then lets me go, backing away. I’m puzzled when he kneels, and suddenly, I feel ropes on my legs.

“What the hell?!”

Without saying a word, he picks me up and sits me on the floor, where I’m unable to move. Then he puts a rag on my mouth.

“HM!”

He stands up and backs away, looking at me. “I’m sorry, but if I see you with him, I’ll lose it, Valeria. He won’t have you. You’re not going to that date.”

“Hm!”

“Please, don’t try to move. I don’t want you getting hurt. I’ll be back for you.”

He turns off the light and closes the door.

Oh, I am not forgiving him for this one. MOTHER FUCKER!

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