TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 61

CHAPTER 37: WOMAN TO WOMAN-2

“Would the beautiful tady honor me with a dance?”

Rafael’s smile tightens almost imperceptibly.

Knox doesn’t wait for my answer-he’s already guiding me toward the dance floor, his hand firm on my

lower back.

“You know,” Rafael calls after us, “one of these days she might actually choose the rescue.”

Knox doesn’t respond. Doesn’t look back. Just pulls me closer as the jazz band slides into something sic

and sultry.

move together in the center of the dance floor, his hand on the small of my back, my body pressed

st his.

timate in a way our fucking somehow isn’t. Like being held instead of taken. Like connection instea

ombat.

otice how natural he looks in this room. How the other alphas watch him with barely concealed envy.

How power radiates from him without effort, without performance-it’s simply what he is.

“Do you enjoy this?” I ask, unable to stop myself. “The politics. The maneuvering. Everyone watching your

every move.”

“I tolerate it.” He sounds tired. “What I actually enjoy is knowing that every man in this room would kill to

be exactly where I am right now.”

“Dancing?”

“Holding the most beautiful woman at the Summit.”

The words shouldn’t affect me. They’re probably calculated, part of the performance, exactly the kind of thing a man says when he’s been trained since birth to manipulate rooms full of powerful people.

But my stupid heart flutters anyway.

Knox lowers his mouth to my ear, and his voice becomes pure seduction.

“I’ve been thinking about how inappropriate it would be if I took you behind that Christmas tree in the corner and fucked you right under their noses.”

Heat floods through me. “That wouldn’t be very respectful to the other guests”

“Fuck the other guests.”

I laugh despite myself-a real laugh, surprised out of me-and something in his expression softens. Just a

So I deflect.

“Careful. That almost sounded like you have feelings.”

“Disgusting, isn’t it?” His lips twitch. “Don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation.”

I roll my eyes, but my chest feels lighter. The knot that’s been sitting there since this morning loosens, just

a little.

His fingers trail down my spine, dangerously low. His voice drops to a murmur only I can hear.

“Speaking of things I’m feeling… can we finish what we started?”

I should say no. I should maintain the distance, the boundaries that keep my heart safe.

I should remember that Rayana is probably right, that I’m just a distraction, that when the Summit ends I’ll be sent back to Gale while Knox moves on to whatever comes next.

Instead, I ask: “Where?”

His smile is dark. Promising. He leads me off the dance floor without another word.

We slip away through a service corridor, Knox’s hand warm on my lower back

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