Chapter 57

Pinakabagong kabanata

• Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 133

  A collective gasp rises. Faces pale. Some stare in horror. Others look stunned—like the ground has just crumbled beneath their feet. A few even look ready to drop to their knees. “You... you can’t,” someone whispers. “I can,” I say coldly. “And I just did.” They’re panicking. I see it clearly on

• Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 132

  I let my gaze sweep over them, slow and heavy with disappointment.“He committed a crime against the Moon Goddess herself. He violated the sacredness of the mate bond. He marked her without her consent.” Gasps ripple through the crowd. “And because of him,” I continue, my voice cracking despite my

• Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 131

  His face twists into something between a grimace and a sad smile. “The Moon Goddess always finds a way to reveal the truth—just when it’s too damn late.” Then, to my surprise, he chuckles. “If I’d known you’d end up mated to my only true-blooded daughter,” he says with a short laugh, “I wouldn’t

• Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 130

  But my pack... if I leave them leaderless any longer, they’ll crumble. My enemies will take it as a sign of weakness and move in like vultures circling a dying beast. I growl low in my throat, my voice thick with frustration. “Maybe it’s time I put an end to that stupid fucking law once and for al

• Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 129

  I sit beside her, unmoving, barely breathing, as if the smallest shift might break her entirely. Kali lies on the bed like a thread stretched thin between life and death, and damn it, it kills me to see her like this. She’s always been this unshakable force of nature—sharp tongue, unbreakable will.

• Submission is Not My Style    Chapter 128

  No. Jack will handle that. And the world will finally see what happens to those who try to destroy the Moon Goddess’s chosen. He stood still, lost in the storm of his thoughts, until the soft sound of footsteps behind him broke the silence. He didn’t turn—not yet. Only when a hesitant voice spo