TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 260

CHAPTER 18 THE WOLV ADE COMING

CHAPTER 190: THE WOLVES ARE COMING

EMBER’S POV

“Every entrance was guarded when we tried to break into the cabins again.” Queenie is beside me in the back, gripping my hand, her face a wreck of guilt and desperation. “We tried every access point. Every road, every trail, every gap in the fence. Nathaniel finally found a break in the eastern perimeter when all of Rafael’s men got pulled back to the lodge. Something happened in there, some kind of chaos, gunfire-”

“That was me.”

Queenie stares at me. “That was YOU?”

“Long story. Involves my wolf and a dining room full of Rafael’s employees trying to shoot each other.”

“Your wolf did THAT?”

“Ember.” Nathaniel, cutting through again. “I know you have every reason to throw us out of this car. I know what we did. I know what it cost you. And I am not asking for your forgiveness right now because we don’t deserve it and there isn’t time.” His eyes flick to the rearview mirror and back to the road. “But you need to hear what I’m about to tell you because your life depends on understanding it.”

“My life has depended on a lot of things lately, Nathaniel. Most of them were secrets YOU kept.”

“I know. And I will answer for every single one of them. But right now, right this second, I need you to listen because what’s happening to your body is more dangerous than you realise.” He takes a turn hard enough to throw Queenie against the door. “After the convoy, after what your wolf did to Gale, I spoke to Dr. Langford. I’ve been digging through old bloodline records and what I found terrifies me. Your wolf isn’t normal, Ember. Your blood attracts every predator in proximity. Under heat, whatever Rafael forced into you is amplifying that tenfold. You’re broadcasting a signal that every unmated wolf within miles can’t resist. They will come. All of them. And they will tear through anything between them and you.”

“How do you know what’s happening to me?”

“Because I can smell it. The anomalies and the connections I’m finding go back centuries.” A beat of silence. “I don’t have the full picture yet. But I know enough to understand why Rafael is obsessed with you, why Knox’s wolf responds to you the way it does, why every powerful male in your orbit loses his mind. It’s your blood, Ember. It’s what you ARE.”

“And you kept that to yourself.”

“I only started piecing it together days ago, and by then everything had already gone to hell. And because a full mate bond with Knox could trigger his wolf in ways I’ve spent a decade trying to prevent.” His voice cracks. “I was wrong to keep it from you. I was wrong, and I’m telling you now, and I need you to-

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A howl outside the car. Close enough that it vibrates through the frame, followed by a second from a different direction, then a third.

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COMING

The first wolf appears on the service road, a lean grey shape that launches itself from the tree line and

bounces off the front bumper.

Then another, larger, throwing itself at the passenger window hard enough to spider the glass.

Then two more, running alongside, clawing at the tyres, wild unmated males dragged from the wilderness

by whatever my body is broadcasting.

“It’s starting,” Nathaniel says, and I have never heard fear in this man’s voice before tonight.

He swerves around a wolf and clips another that lunges from the left.

The car shakes with each impact and the wolves keep coming, pouring from the forest in growing numbers, slamming against the door, and the car is starting to feel less like a vehicle and more like a cage being battered from the outside by everything that wants what’s inside.

“How many are there?” Queenie’s voice, pitched high with terror.

“Too many. And more coming.” Nathaniel accelerates and the wolves fall behind for a second, two seconds, before closing the gap again. “Whatever Rafael gave her is amplifying her range. Normally this would attract wolves within a mile or two. With this, we’re talking ten. Maybe fifteen.”

“Can we outrun them?”

“The wild ones, yes. Rafael? No.”

As if summoned by the name, a sound cuts through the chaos that silences every wolf on the road.

A howl, deeper and bigger than the others, vibrating at a frequency the smaller wolves recognise instinctively as something that outranks them in ways they cannot challenge.

The wolves scatter.

Every single one of them peeling away from the car and vanishing into the trees with their tails low and their ears flat, because whatever made that sound is not something they intend to compete with.

For one second the road is clear and the night is quiet and Nathaniel accelerates into the gap.

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Then I see him.

Rafael’s wolf, emerging from the tree line a hundred yards ahead with the unhurried calm of a predator who doesn’t need to rush because it already knows it’s faster than anything on this road.

And the sight of him stops the breath in my chest because this is not the wolf of a normal alpha. This is Lycan–sized, shoulders level with the car roof, muscles rolling under dark fur with a power that

makes the vehicle feel like a toy.

Nearly as large as Knox’s Phantom form, and the implications of that crash through me alongside the fear, what Rafael really is, what bloodline he carries, what he’s been hiding under that charming smile and those Buenos Aires dinner reservations.

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“Oh my God.” Queenie, barely breathing. “He’s a tycan.”

“Not exactly.” Nathaniel’s knuckles are white on the wheel. “But close enough to kill us.”

Rafael doesn’t charge immediately.

He runs alongside the car, matching our speed with an ease that makes Nathaniel’s foot on the

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