Chapter 280

• Finn's POV
• Jalin didn't wait. His hands grabbed me, rough and sudden, twisting me around and slamming me against the wall. My breath hitched as he yanked my pants down, the cold air biting my skin before his heat replaced it. I smirked against the grimy concrete, satisfaction curling in my gut. I know nothing about Lycans, huh? But I know you, Jalin, like the back of my fucking hand. Lycidas had been back at Court, keeping Lucian on a leash, and Jalin hadn't had an outlet in months. He was a coward with women, useless and soft, but with me? With me, he could let it all out.
• He shoved into me, hard and graceless, his teeth sinking into my shoulder like he wanted to tear me apart. I gasped, arching back into him, giving him what he craved - frenzy, hunger, the kind of raw need that matched Lycidas at his worst. Our bodies clashed, a tangle of sweat and muscle, and I let myself moan, loud and broken, playing the part even as I savored the control.