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“We gave you every reason to expect the worst from us,” Sinth says. “That first night, in the throne room, we rejected you. We built that fear in you ourselves, and it followed you all the way onto that ship.”

Chris takes my hands in his, and for the first time since I’ve known him, I watch him let every wall drop entirely.

“I called you weak in front of the entire council,” he says, his voice laced with remorse. “I meant to protect myself, not you. I’ve spent every day since trying to undo it, and I understand if tonight proves it was never enough.”

“Chris—”

“Let me finish.” His voice shakes now, openly. “You are the strongest person I have ever known.

I watch and listen in silence.

“You survived a family that should have loved you and didn’t. You survived traders, and execution, and swindlers, and a storm that should have killed you tonight. That is not ‘weakness’. That is strength. Brute strength. I was the weak one, forever believing otherwise.”

Tears spill down my face before I can stop them.

“I forgive you,” I say, and I mean it fully, for the first time since that first terrible night. “All three of you. And I hope you forgive me too.”

“There’s nothing to forgive,” Chris says.

Sinth pulls me gently against his chest. Wayne’s hand finds mine, gripping tight. Chris presses his forehead to mine, breathing unsteady, something in him finally settling after weeks of quiet, desperate effort.

“Quick question,” Wayne says, stepping away. “How did you survive the shipwreck? And the storm?”

My lips curl into a broad smile as I anticipate their reaction upon spilling the beans.

“It was my wolf.”

“Come again?”

I chuckle quietly. “My wolf…she woke up.”

The surprise on their faces is priceless.

“If it wasn’t for her, my corpse is probably what you would’ve found at the shore.”

They all look at me, smiling with pride in their gazes.

“Now, that is information worth celebrating.” A mischievous grin tugs at the corners of Wayne’s lips.

Chapter 23 - Wayne

The fire we set up is burning bright in the cave; its flaming casting long shadows across the damp walls.

I’m stroking my cock, waiting my turn as I watch Charlize make out with Sinth and Chris. Sinth is behind her, his hands roaming the curve of her body as she stands bare between the two men.

She has her arms around Chris’s neck, her tongue in his mouth as their heads tilt sideways, slow and reverent. His hand is on her cunt, fingers penetrating her slickness while their kiss deepens.

Sinth is squeezing her full breasts from behind, his long cock, pressed against her ass. Trapped between the two of them, she tips her head back, reveling and moaning at their touch.

Her eyes are wide with desire, her lips switching between both men. Chris goes on his knees in front of her, kissing her from the chest through to her lower abdomen.

He caresses her soft skin, breathing in the scent of her arousal. She turns her neck, her lips devouring Sinth’s while he’s still fondling her abundant swells.

She parts her legs slightly, allowing Chris access between her thick thighs. He kisses the inner skin, licking it all the way up to her wet pussy. Her body trembles and she moans in Sinth’s mouth the second Chris’s tongue parts her folds.

She arches her back, her soft purrs filling the air as Chris lifts her left leg and places her foot on his shoulder. His face is buried between her thighs, his tongue eating her clean pussy.

“Oh my God,” she cries out, his name on her lips. “That feels so good.”