TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 62

3 CHAPTER 38 ONDER THE NORTHERN LIGHTS

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CHAPTER 38: UNDER THE NORTHERN LIGHTS

EMBER’S POV

The path is narrow, tucked away from the main flow of guests, designed for staff to move unseen.

My heart races from the dance floor, from the decision I’ve made to leave with him, from the understanding that I’m walking toward something I don’t fully comprehend.

He opens a door. I step through.

And forget how to breathe.

The observatory is a glass-domed room at the top of one of the resort’s towers. The ceiling is entirely transparent, showcasing the vast Alaskan sky in its entirety.

And tonight, the Northern Lights are dancing.

I’ve seen photographs. Watched videos. Read descriptions that tried to capture the phenomenon in

words. None of it prepared me for this.

Ribbons of green and purple and blue ripple across the darkness like the sky itself is breathing.

The colors pulse and shift, flowing with a fluidity that seems impossible, that seems like magic made

visible.

Snow falls gently against the glass dome in large, unhurried flakes.

Below us, the frozen lake glitters under the aurora, reflecting the light back into the darkness like a mirror

made of stars.

It’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

I stand frozen in the center of the room, turning slowly, trying to take it all in.

Every direction shows me something new-colors shifting, light pulsing, snow continuing its gentle fall. My throat tightens with emotion too large to contain.

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Knox watches my face as I absorb it. His expression is unreadable in the otherworldly glow.

“I bribed the staff to keep it empty tonight,” he says quietly. “Thought you might want to see them properly.

Without the crowds.”

I turn to him, overwhelmed. “How did you know I’d want this?”

He shrugs like it’s nothing. “Lucky guess”

But there’s nothing lucky about it. He’s been paying attention. To me. To the small things I don’t even notice about myself.

No one has ever considered me before. Not like this.

CHAPTER 38 ONDER THE NORTHERN LIGHTS

My heart squeezes so tight it feels like my chest might crack open from the weight of it.

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Like all the emotions I’ve been stuffing down are clawing their way to the surface, demanding to be felt.

I don’t know who moves first

Maybe both of us.

But suddenly we’re kissing, and it’s soft and slow and nothing like the brutal claiming of before.

His hands cradle my face like I’m something precious. Something worth holding carefully. I melt into him, all the anger and hurt dissolving under the tenderness of his mouth.

He undresses me slowly. Reverently. His fingers work the zipper of my emerald dress with desperation, sliding the fabric down my body like he’s unwrapping something sacred.

The dress pools at my feet. The diamond collar comes next, and he sets it carefully on a nearby table, his eyes never leaving mine.

My bra. My underwear. Each piece removed with deliberate slowness, his hands skimming my skin, his

breath catching when he reveals more of me.

When I’m bare before him, bathed in the glow of the aurora, he looks at me like I’m a miracle he doesn’t

deserve.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he rasps, like he’s offering a prayer.

He lays me down on the cushioned viewing platform beneath the glass dome, the aurora bleeding green

and violet across my bare skin.

Knox drops to his knees between my thighs, spreads me wide until my muscles burn, and just stares. His

eyes are black with hunger.

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