TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 428

CHAPTER 353: NOTHING BUT YOU

EMBER’S POV

Something aches, sweet and enormous, behind my ribs.

I push up onto my elbow to look at him. He’s wrecked and gorgeous in the low light, his hair a disaster from my hands, faint marks I put on his throat, his eyes soft and open in a way the Lyca King never lets them be for anyone.

And I understand, all at once, what I actually gave him tonight – not a punishment, not even real game. I gave the most powerful man on the continent the one thing no one else ever offers him. “Then I’ll take the reins whenever you need me to,” I say quietly. I lay my palm flat over his heart. Any time it gets too heavy. You don’t have to carry all of it alone anymore, Knox. That’s what I’m now. That’s what this is for.” I feel his heartbeat kick under my hand. “You can put it down with m Always. I’ve got you.”

For a moment he doesn’t say anything at all.

And then he moves – rolls, gathers me, tucks me back into his chest and wraps himself around n so completely that I’m buried in the warmth and weight of him, his mouth pressed to my hair, his arms an unbreakable circle, and I feel him swallow hard against the top of my head.

“I don’t deserve you,” he says, muffled, rough.

“No,” I agree, and feel him almost laugh. “You pranked me. As a matter of fact, you deserve nothing. You deserve to be cuffed to this bed every night for the rest of your life.”

“Is that a threat?”

“It’s a wedding vow.” I press a kiss to his sternum, over the heart still slowing under my lips. “In sickness and in health. In freedom and in silver–lined restraints. Till death do us part.”

His chest shakes with laughter, and his arms tighten, and he holds me like he’ll never let go, and I lie there in the ruin of the best worst day, wrapped in the most dangerous man alive, and I let myself have it.

All of it.

The warmth and the safety and the ridiculous, impossible happiness of being loved this much by someone this terrifying.

The herb’s gone. The day’s gone. Rayana’s grey face and Hale’s bleeding eyes and Rafael’s winter rose and James’s gathering dark – all of it waiting out there, patient, for morning.

CHAPTER 353 NOTHING BUT YOU

But not here. Not now. Not in this bed.

Here there’s just his heartbeat under my cheek, slow and mine, and his arms around me, and, the gold dark closing soft over both of us.

“Mine,” I murmur, stealing his word, pressing it into his skin. “Tonight you were all mine. The whole

terrible, wonderful night. Nothing got you but me.”

“Nothing gets me but you,” he answers, low, half–asleep, a vow breathed into my hair. “Ever.”

And I believe him. Goddess help me, in this warm dark with his heart beating slow under my cheek,

I believe him completely.

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