The Human Girl Who Tamed Alpha King Chapter 158

ARIA

I've finally made up my mind. This might be my last trip with Gabriel. The Moon Goddess gave us three days to say goodbye, and I need to let him reunite with Bree, even if just at her graveside. Every time I think about it, my heart feels torn apart. My foster father, my trainer, my protector—now it's my turn to protect his final dignity.

The phone rings through the Luna office, my fingers trembling slightly. This call means our plans are really starting.

"Dylan, it's me, Aria."

"Aria! Great to hear from you. When are you coming?" Dylan's voice comes through the phone, the Alpha of the Black Forest Pack always maintaining his friendly tone.

I take a deep breath. "As quickly as possible. The situation is... urgent."

"Has Gabriel's condition worsened?" he asks directly.

"The Moon Goddess visited. She said... time is short." My voice nearly breaks.

Dylan immediately understands. "I'll arrange everything. Do you need special medical equipment?"

"No, just a quiet, comfortable place. He wants to see Bree one last time."

"Of course, I understand. I'll prepare rooms close to the cemetery. If he wants... I mean, if needed, we can arrange for him to be buried next to Bree."

I hadn't expected him to mention it so directly, but it is something we need to consider. "Thank you, Dylan. I really appreciate this."

"It's the least I can do, so don't think about it. I'll have rooms made ready."

"Thank you. We'll see you soon."

"See you soon, my Queen."

Hanging up, I feel exhaustion washing over me. Queen. The title still makes me uncomfortable, especially coming from Dylan. He knows I never wanted to be anyone's Queen.

I turn to find Jace standing by the window, gazing into the distance, though I know he's communicating with others through mind-link. His brow furrows slightly, clearly concentrating. I wait silently, watching his strong silhouette outlined in the morning light.

Several minutes later, he turns to me. "I told Lucas and asked Marcus to go with you and Lucas, and he accepted. He and Lucas are finding ten guardians to go as well. I also asked Eliana to start packing some clothes for you, and Marcus is getting the cars ready. So the only thing to do is tell your dad, help him pack, and tell the kids you are going on a small trip."

I walk toward him, instinctively seeking his warmth. He always supports me when I face the fear of losing Gabriel. I sit on his lap, feeling his strong arms encircle me.

"Thank you," I whispered to Jace. "I know this isn't easy."

"You don't need to thank me," he said, pulling me closer. "You need to do this for Gabriel."

He cupped my face and kissed me hard. I moaned against his mouth as he backed me against the wall. His lips traveled down my neck, finding his mark where he bit gently, making me shiver.

I ran my hands under his shirt, feeling the hard muscles of his abdomen. He growled and yanked the shirt over his head, tossing it aside. My fingers traced the lines of his chest as he tore open my training shirt with one quick motion.

"I'll buy you another one," he murmured, unhooking my bra and sliding it off my shoulders.

His mouth moved lower, teeth grazing my skin as his hands worked at my jeans. I kicked off my shoes while he pulled the denim down my legs. Soon we were both half-naked, breathing heavily.

"Jace, please," I gasped, wrapping my leg around his hip.

He lifted me effortlessly, pinning me against the wall. His eyes darkened with desire as he shed the last of his clothing.

"Anything for you, Aria," he promised, his voice rough with need.

His hands grip my hips, firm and possessive, holding me in place as the tension builds. My fingers dig into his shoulders, needing something to anchor me as my body responds to every move, every breath.

The wall is cold against my back, a stark contrast to the heat of his cock pressing against my entrance, and I'm caught in the push and pull of wanting to lose myself completely.

"You're mine, Aria," he whispers, voice low and fierce, right by my ear. The words send a jolt through me, my pussy clenching in anticipation. I tilt my head back, giving him more access as his lips find my neck again, kissing and nipping with a mix of tenderness and urgency that leaves me trembling.

"Tell me what you need," he growls, his breath hot against my skin, sending shivers down my spine as his fingers brush my clit, teasing. My mind's spinning, overwhelmed by the intensity of him, of us.

"Just… don't stop, fuck, don't stop," I manage, my words shaky, a plea wrapped in longing. His low chuckle is dark, satisfied, as he presses closer, his dick sliding against me, his control fraying just enough to match my desperation.

His movements grow bolder, each thrust of his hips pushing his cock deeper, pulling me into a haze of sensation. My breath hitches, body tightening as I cling to him, lost in the rush.

"Come for me, babe. Not fuckin' feelin' me till you do," he urges, voice rough with need, the command pushing me closer to the edge. I'm drowning in it, letting go of everything else—the pain, the fear, the looming goodbye.

"Good girl," he growls, the praise hitting deep, sending a shudder through me as my orgasm builds, unstoppable. My breath catches, overwhelmed by the wave crashing over me, my pussy pulsing around him, my body trembling in his hold. He doesn't let up, hands steady, coaxing every last tremor from me. I'm breathless, vulnerable, but safe with him.

"One more for me," he murmurs, reigniting something I thought was spent. I'm already reeling, but his words spark a new challenge, one I can't resist. My heart pounds as he shifts, his dick driving deeper, drawing me back to that edge, pushing me further than I thought I could go, his intensity a force I can't fight.

I'm shaking, caught in his rhythm, every thrust deliberate and consuming. His grip tightens, possessive, as if he's claiming every second of this moment. "Let go, Aria," he whispers, urgent, his tone laced with raw desire. I can't hold back, not with him so close, so overwhelming. My mind blanks, surrendering completely as I give in to the tide, another orgasm ripping through me, my moans filling the quiet room.

After, I'm gasping, slumped against him, my body still humming with aftershocks. Jace's touch softens, hands sliding up my back in slow, calming strokes as he holds me steady. I feel his chest heaving, matching my uneven breaths.