<b>Chapter </b><b>124 </b>


    Nyssa pov


    Last night, I wasn’t sure how it was possible, but Darius had continued to fuck me until dawn. We had done it in different positions, and i had screamed<b>, </b>begged, and moaned his name so much that, at some point, I lost my voice. But no matter how exhausted I became, I didn’t want him to stop.


    No–I had craved him so much that I wanted him to keep going, and only when my body couldn’t handle the exhaustion anymore did I finally pass out, and that was when he stopped.


    Now, as I stared at the ceiling, my body naked, bruised, aching, and trembling slightly, I couldn’t help but process what had just happened.


    I had woken up only a minute ago to find the bed empty. Darius wasn’t here, which honestly wasn’t a surprise.


    What we had was just a <b>one</b><b>–</b>time thing–away to silence whatever pull kept drawing us together. We’d agreed that maybe if we spent the night, we wouldn’t crave each other so much afterward. So yes, you could call it a one–night stand,


    something that would never happen again.


    But despite that, I knew it would be a night I would never forget. Because for the first time, I finally understood what sex could feel like. I finally knew how intense, how consuming, pleasure could be<b>. </b>


    Never in my life had I thought I’d enjoy sex. Before now, I’d always seen it as something mechanical, something done only to get pregnant. A necessity, not enjoyment. I’d never understood why some people were obsessed with it, why they seemed to crave it constantly.


    But afterst night with Darius, I understoodpletely, I understood because it felt so damn good.


    I lifted my hand to eye level and stared at the faint imprint of Darius’s hand on my skin from where he’d gripped me so tightlyst night. As the memories of everything we’d done came flooding back, a slow grin spread across my lips. Then, before I could stop it, a soft chuckle escaped me, which quickly turned into loudughter that echoed through the room.


    I keptughing, running a hand through my tangled hair as I shook my head, mocking myself.


    Damn you, Kael


    I was pissed. Furious, even. The realization that I had missed out on <b>so </b>much in my past life burned like fire inside me.


    That bastard.


    Not only <b>had </b>Kael stolen the girl I once was, but he’d also deprived me of enjoying something as raw and intimate as this. I was sure that after being with me, he’d run off to his mate and give her the kind of pleasure he’d never once given me.


    While I stayed home, the proper wife and Luna, he was out there enjoying himself


    Damnit!


    The thought made my blood boil. It was infuriating.


    A humorless chuckle slipped from me as I red at the ceiling with killing intent.


    At that <b>moment</b>, I came to a decision. Wherever Karl was, I would find him. And when I did, I would make sure he suffered


    before I killed him!


    “Fuck you, Kael!” I hissed, holding up my middle finger at nothing in particr,


    And of course, <b>that </b><b>was </b>exactly when there <b>was </b>a knock on my door.


    I snapped my head toward the <b>sound</b>, just as the door opened and Serena stepped inside.


    “Good morning, mydy-“Her voice trailed off.


    She froze mid–step, her eyes wide and fixed on me… or rather, on my raised middle finger.


    I blinked at her, but she didn’t move. She just stood there, dazed, her gaze slowly dropping–trailing down the length of my naked body.


    In a blink, her entire face went bright red. Her jaw practically hit the floor.


    However-


    “What do you think you’re doing just standing there in front of Miss Sandra?” an annoyed voice snapped from behind


    Serena.


    I lifted a brow, looking past Serena to see one of the maids fromst time, the outspoken one I had taught a lesson yesterday. She was ring at Serena, while Sandra, the head blind attendant, stood nkly behind them, her expression faintly confused.


    Serena’s eyes widened as she quickly snapped out of her daze. She spun around, blocking the doorway to keep them from stepping further into the room.


    “What are you doing?” the maid asked in surprise as Serena blocked their view. Serena shook her head, flustered.


    “Y–you can’te in. Mydy… mydy…” she stammered, unable to finish her words. I stared at her in confusion before my gaze dropped to my body and then I understood why she seemed so flustered.


    I was covered in bruises and bite marks, my bodypletely exposed. One nce would be enough for anyone to know exactly what had happenedst night if they didn’t already guess from the moans and screams.


    “What are you saying? Can you speak properly? The king asked us to get her ready for breakfast. If we’rete and we anger the king, will you take the me-”


    “Stop.


    and almost


    Sandra’s voice cut through the maid’s words, I watched as she turned to the maid with a stern expre. immediately, the maid fell silent, swallowing her words. Then Sandra turned toward Serena, her white, sightless eyes seeming to pierce through her regardless.


    “Serena, dear, is something wrong? The king asked us to get thedy ready for breakfast. What happened?” she asked, her. voice


    /m and soothing.


    <b>?? </b>


    Serena awkwardly rubbed the back of her head, not knowing what to say, and the corner of my lips curved into a fals smile, I found her adorable. Despite the ache all over my body, I forced myself to sit up and pulled the nket around <b>me </b>before speaking, my voice hoarse from screaming all night.


    “It’s okay, Serena, Let them in,” I said, and Serena turned to me.


    When her gaze met mine, I grinned widely and shot her a wink, causing her face to redden even more as she quickly looked away and stepped aside to let Sandra and the maid in. I couldn’t help but chuckle.


    She was so cute. I remembered how flustered she always got whenever she came to wake me after Kael and I had been together.


    “Good morning, miss,” I heard Sandra’s calm voice. When I turned to her, I found her lowering her head respectfully, the other maid trembling slightly under my gaze.


    “Morning, Sandra,” I greeted with a small yawn, stretchingzily, uncaring when the nket slipped down a little from my body.


    Serena frowned at this and hurried forward to cover me again, while Sandra lifted her head and smiled warmly, her white gaze softening-


    “How did you sleep, miss? I’m sorry to bother you this morning, but the king asked me to get you ready for breakfast,” she exined, and I lifted a brow in confusion.


    Huh? Why would Darius ask his head attendant to get me ready? I doubted he was being nicer just because we spent the night together… so why?


    My question was answered the next moment as Sandra spoke again, as if she could read my thoughts.


    “The elders of the pack would like to meet the king’s mate, and you have been asked to join them for breakfast.”


    As soon as she said that, I tilted my head slightly, staring at her.


    Elders of the pack?