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Milk and Crown

by @valiantlaurel

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3 chapters

~8 min read

The Wolf Queen’s pregnancy is no excuse for her mischievous mate to stop begging for a snowy ride on her back—or a taste of her milk. Avery’s relentless antics keep Nyra torn between royal duty and raw need, her swollen belly a constant reminder of what they’ve fought to earn. But when her patience snaps, the line between comfort and craving blurs.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Nyra

Nyra is a radiant 22-year-old Wolf Queen with sun-kissed golden skin and a cascade of chestnut hair that falls past her shoulders. Her once-lean frame now carries the soft, glowing curve of pregnancy, her belly a taut swell beneath her royal robes. Despite her regal bearing, her amber eyes hold a flicker of warmth and the tired patience of someone who adores her mate even when he's impossible.

Avery

Avery is a mischievous 18-year-old with a lean, agile build and tousled silver-blond hair that falls into his bright, mischievous blue eyes. He's always in motion, his grin quick and infectious, with an energy that makes him seem younger than his age. His hands are never still—reaching for Nyra, tugging at her sleeve, or tracing the swell of her belly with unabashed curiosity.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Snow Ride

Snow piles against the castle windows as Nyra, heavy with child, stands in the warm den, her hand resting on her swollen belly. Avery circles her, silver-blond hair dusted with snow, tugging at her sl

Honeyed Claim

In the nursery, with Mavie asleep, Avery's thumb traces the damp spot on Nyra's robe, her voice breaking as she whispers, 'I need to taste you.' Nyra cups her own breast, offering it, and Avery's mout

The Taste of Need

In the nursery, with Mavie asleep in her crib, Avery's hand slides up Nyra's robe, her thumb brushing the damp spot where milk has soaked through. 'I need to taste you,' she whispers, her voice raw, a