Laughter and drunken cheers echoed faintly from the great hall outside, a reminder that the feast was still going on without the rogue king.

Music vibrated through the walls, muffled but restless, rogue wolves celebrating the coming war.

But inside the rogue king’s private chambers, the room was hot with sexual tension.

The rogue wolf was mouth fucking the girl—Brenda—that was with him earlier.

He fucked her so hard and wild until her throat gave him enough passage to fully go in. ...