Chapter 184
Violet’s POV
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Asher was hiding something. I knew it.
All day, Asher had been acting differently. First, he called for
the doctor out of nowhere, insisting it was just for a routine
check–up. Then, I noticed that some of the maids had been
replaced, though he brushed off my questions with vague
answers.
And now, he was here with me, but not really here–his mind
was somewhere else, lost in thoughts he wasn’t sharing.
However, as his fingers moved inside me, finding every
sensitive spot, leaving me unable to focus on anything but him.
My body arched against his touch, my legs trembled as a rush
of pleasure surged through me. I screamed his name. Pregnancy
had made me more sensitive, more responsive, and Asher knew
exactly how to use that to his advantage.
“Baby, are you feeling good?” Asher was getting faster and
faster under me, and I gasped, unable to answer him fully,
“Yeah–yes…”
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He pulled his lips and smiled, twirling his finger around my clit
so heavily that I exclaimed, “Oh, fuck.” Immediately after, his
body began to move down, his lips kept working wonders on
my skin, and when he reached my sensitive spot, he stuck out
his tongue and licked it, “Delicious.””
“No, Asher, not there.” I pushed his head to keep him out. But
Asher is too strong, and I can’t resist his attack.
“I know you want baby!” He covered his lips again, Stubble
playing with my labia, his tongue sliding rapidly between my
clit and my labia, and I felt my pussy beating and beating,
getting closer to orgasm with every second.
My hands clutched the sheet beneath me, my toes curled
together. “Asher, please, I need you.””
“What do you need me for?” His muffled voice mixed with the
sound of water in my ears and caused a shiver through my
body.
“Need you to fuck me.” I panted, reaching for him, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Don’t worry, baby. You deserve more.” Mimicking the cock’s thrusting gesture, the speed of his tongue increased while his
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fingers pressed, kneaded, and twisted against my clit. At this
point, my walls began to rapidly tighten, and before I could stop
Asher from leaving, I screamed and had my first orgasm of the
night, spraying water from my body in Asher’s face.
He wiped his face gently and then licked all the liquid off his
fingers. “Baby, you have no idea how tempting you are.” He
climbed up, avoided my stomach, and exchanged a long, deep
kiss.
My hands tightening around him. “Please.”
Asher didn’t make me wait more time. He entered me carefully,
slowly, his hands gripping my hips as he moved with steady
patience. His usual intensity was missing, replaced by
something softer, something deeper.
He was being careful with me–maybe because of the
pregnancy. It made this feel even more intimate.
His forehead rested against mine, his breaths uneven as he
rocked into me, the tension inside me coiled again, and when I
came for the second time, I clung to him, my body trembling
from exhaustion.
“Asher.” I whispered sleepily, my eyes already drifting shut.
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His arms tightened around me, his lips pressing against my hair.
“Sleep, love,” he murmured.
And I did.
I wasn’t in control of my body.
I could feel myself moving–my limbs strong, my senses sharp-
but I wasn’t the one controlling them.
My wolf was.
The forest stretched endlessly before me, dark and vast, the
scent of fresh blood thick in the air. My claws dug into the dirt
as I prowled forward, my body guided by something primal,
and there was an overwhelming hunger in my chest.
Then I saw it.
A rabbit, weak, struggling, its heartbeat erratic. It was still alive,
but barely. My wolf lunged without hesitation, sinking our
teeth into its flesh, drinking in its warmth.
The taste of blood filled my mouth, hot and metallic.
I recoiled in shock, screaming at my wolf to stop. This isn’t us!
We don’t do this!
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But she wouldn’t listen.
We must protect the child, she repeated, over and over. We
need more. More blood. More strength.
I fought her, trying to take control, to stop my body from
moving. But the more I resisted, the stronger she became.
At this time, I saw Philip.
He was standing a few feet away, his expression frozen in
shock.
“Violet,” he called cautiously. “You need to stop.”
I wanted to respond, to tell him that I wasn’t in control, but my
wolf bared her teeth instead.
“Calm down, Violet.” Asher’s voice came from behind me. My
body tensed, and I turned around to look, and took a shaky step
forward, but it wasn’t me–it was my wolf.
My vision blurred, and suddenly, I was seeing Asher
differently. Not as my mate, not as the love of my life.
As prey.
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I needed it his blood. I craved it.
“No,” I fought against it, clawing at the edges of my mind, trying
to regain control. “No, no, no-”
But my body was already moving toward him.
Asher didn’t flinch. He rolled up his sleeve, stepping closer.
“Take it,” he said softly. “If it will calm you down, take it.”
Run, Asher! Don’t let me hurt you! I screamed inside my head,
but he didn’t.
And I couldn’t stop myself.
My teeth sank into his arm, piercing through his skin, and the
taste of his blood hit me like fire.
It was warm and comforting.
The hunger in my chest eased, little by little, until the world
around me started to darken.
The last thing I saw was Asher holding me, whispering my
name.
I woke up to the warmth of the morning sun filtering through
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the curtains. My body felt relaxed, wrapped in the familiar
comfort of our bed. The exhaustion that had clung to me
seemed lighter, almost as if last night had been nothing more
than a bad dream.
Beside me, Asher was already awake, his golden eyes watching
me closely.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice gentle.
I blinked, glancing around. Everything was as it should be–the
soft sheets, the faint scent of fresh air drifting in through the
window, Asher lying beside me, solid and real.
I let out a quiet breath, a small smile tugging at my lips.
“Nothing. I just had a bad dream.”
Asher studied me for a moment before nodding, reaching out to
tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. His fingers lingered for a
second, warm against my skin. “Don’t worry. Dreams aren’t
real,” he murmured.
I exhaled, relaxing back into the pillows. But just as I reached to
stretch my arms, something caught my eye.
A dark red mark.
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I frowned, my gaze locking onto Asher’s arm. It wasn’t just a
small scratch–it was a deep, angry bite, the edges slightly
inflamed. My breath caught in my throat.
“Asher, what is that?” My voice was quiet. At this moment, my
heart was filled with unease..
Asher barely hesitated. He shifted slightly, pulling the sheet up.
“It’s nothing,” he said lightly. “I got a small cut, that’s it.”
I wasn’t convinced. My brows furrowed as I reached for his
arm, but he pulled away before I could touch it.
“Asher,” I sat up now. “That’s a bite mark.”
“No, it’s not a bite mark. It just. looks like it.” His jaw tensed, but
he forced a small chuckle. But then, as he moved, his shirt
shifted–just enough for me to see it.
A second bite.
My stomach twisted. My fingers trembled as I reached out,
pushing the fabric aside before he could stop me.
A deep, unmistakable wound marred his shoulder. Raw.
Unhealed.
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It was me. I bit him.
My chest tightened, my hands curling into fists as the memories
of last night came flooding back. The hunger, the craving, the
loss of control.
Shit! What had I done to Asher?
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