Chapter 436: Sealed

Irana “Do you want to talk about it, or are you going to continue blushing like an idiot all morning?” Lyra asked, parting the back of her own newborn son while she rubbed the back of King’s head. For some odd reason, he had preferred her over his own great-grandmother, at least for now. “He's just familiar with you,” the older woman had said when she carried him that one time, and he stopped crying. “Familiarity is the best way to get closer to these little ones,” she continued. “Being the alpha's own son, I can see why. That’s how Baron was even as a baby, too.” But Lyra didn’t want to talk about baby bonding; it felt mindless and wild, like rages of sexual ecstasy. She wanted Bane to fuck the shit out of her. She wanted it now. There was simply no better alternative to quell the fire within her. “Slowly but surely, this will simply be the end of things,” she murmured. “He said he was coming back,” she said slowly, watching as her son latched onto her nipple. The suckling soun