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Lucia’s POV"How many days has it been since I saw the sky?"My own voice sounds like sandpaper against my throat. I lay on the cold floor, staring at the ceiling until the stones seem to vibrate. Time has stopped making sense. The sun might be up, or it might be midnight. All I know is the heat radiating off my skin and the way the world tilts every time I blink. A fever took hold of me the first night they threw me in here, and it hasn't let go.Malakai is my only clock. She appears at intervals to shove a wooden bowl at me. Sometimes it contains a grey mash that tastes like nothing. Other times, it is a dark, oily liquid that smells so foul I have to pinch my nose to keep from gagging.She doesn't speak much. She just kneels there with a blank stare, tilting the bowl back until I swallow. I think it must be medicine. After the third time she forces it down, the sharp edges of the room stop cutting into my vision. The haze thins, but only for a little while.When the fever peaks, I
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 165
Alanza’s POV"You aren't leaving yet, are you?"The voice comes through the wood of the door, accompanied by a soft, rhythmic tapping. I stop mid-motion, my fingers curled around the handle of my suitcase. It is early. Libbie was supposed to meet me for the airport run, but the sun hasn't even fully cleared the horizon.Beside my feet, Sombra bristles. Her ears press flat against her skull, and a vibration starts deep in her chest. It isn't a playful growl. It is a warning.Something is off, my wolf whispers, her internal voice sharp with agitation. The scent. It is wrong. It smells like rot and old copper.I let go of the suitcase. My heart begins to hammer against my ribs. I consider staying silent, hoping whoever is out there will assume I am already gone or still asleep. It is a pointless hope. Any shifter on this floor can track my heartbeat and my scent through the drywall.I walk to the door and crack it open just a few inches. Margot Mitchell stands in the hallway. Her skin lo
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 164
Alanza’s POV"Come to me, little kitten, and bring your friend along for the ride."The voice in my head is smooth like silk but cold as a grave. I can't move. I can't even scream."I can offer you the kind of tether he never will. I can show you the secrets she keeps hidden in the dark. Come home, Alanza Verity. You are the Ward of the Witches, and I have a place waiting just for you."I bolt upright in bed, a jagged cry tearing through my throat. My lungs burn as I scramble for air, my chest feeling like someone is standing on it. The room is a blur of shadows and silver light. For a second, I still see those red eyes pinned on me. I can still feel the ghost of sharp teeth brushing against my skin.I will be back for you. You will be the one begging to sign that contract.My heart thuds against my ribs so hard it hurts. Sweat runs down my neck, making my shirt stick to my skin. I grip the blankets until my knuckles turn white, waiting for the world to stop spinning. Slowly, the fami
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 163
Alanza’s POV"You were always the one thing I couldn't fix," my mother rasps. Her voice sounds like dry leaves skittering across pavement.I stand at the foot of her hospital bed, watching the woman who brought me into the world. She looks fragile, buried under white sheets and tangled in plastic tubes, but her eyes are still sharp. They are full of a familiar, cold weight. Every word she speaks feels like a slow twist of a blade in my chest. I can feel my composure starting to crack, a hot tear tracing a path down my cheek. It carries the weight of years of silence and "what ifs."Then, Libbie’s voice echoes in the back of my mind. She told me that my mother has no more power over me. She said the only strength this woman still holds is trapped in the past, hidden in old memories.I latch onto that thought. It is a solid anchor in the middle of this emotional storm. I pull in a long, shaky breath and look my mother right in the eye. I don't look away this time."No, Mom," I say. My v
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 162
Alanza’s POV"If you're going to keep posing like a show dog, we're leaving," I muttered, looking down at the golden retriever by my side.Sombra didn't stop, but she did tuck her chin. She was practically prancing, her paws hitting the hospital tile with a rhythmic, proud click. I knew she was trying to keep my spirits up, but the high-stepping was drawing eyes we didn't need.The air in the lobby was thick with the scent of industrial bleach and old floor wax. It crawled up my nose, making my throat feel tight. Every hushed conversation between nurses felt like a secret being kept from me. I buried my hand in the thick fur at Sombra's neck, needing the heat of her body to stop my own hands from shaking.A security guard stepped out from behind a high desk, his brow furrowing as he looked at my dog. "Hold on. No pets in the ward."Libbie didn't even pause. She stepped into the guard's space with a cool, sharp elegance. "She is a service animal. She stays with the patient's daughter."
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 161
Alanza’s POV"The guys are ready and waiting on the line," Libbie said, her voice cutting through the quiet of the room before she even fully stepped inside.I looked up from the edge of the bed, my heart doing a slow, heavy roll in my chest. Sombra was already alert, her ears twitching toward the door. Libbie leaned against the frame, watching me with a look that was way too observant for my comfort."It is your call, Alanza," she continued. "We can drive over to the hospital right now, or you can take the night to settle in and we go first thing tomorrow."The mention of the hospital brought a sudden, sharp burn to the back of my throat. It felt like I’d swallowed a coal. For a few hours, I had managed to push the reality of this trip into a dark corner of my mind. Now, it was front and center again."Tomorrow is probably smarter," I started to say, the coward in my brain reaching for an exit."No," I corrected myself, shaking my head hard. "I need to look her in the eye now. The fa
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 75
Luciano’s POV"We move now, or we don’t move at all," I whispered, the words barely catching the wind.The forest around the Crystal Lake border felt like a living thing, watching us. Every leaf under my boots was a potential alarm. I kept my breathing shallow, my lungs
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Alanza’s POV"I am not going to just sit here and wait for them to take me," I whisper to the empty room.The sun is dipping below the horizon, bleeding red across my floor. For hours, my thoughts have looped like a broken record, but now they finally snag on something useful.
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 71
Luciano’s POV"You're positive?"I didn't wait for an answer before crushing my cigarette into the glass tray. It joined a dozen others, a small mountain of ash and filtered ends. The air in the motel room was thick enough to choke a normal man, a gray fog that clung to the pe
Bonded to the Bastard: My Rejection, His Obsession Chapter 70
Alanza’s POV"Can you tell if she's carrying, Sister Loreen?"My mother leaned in, her voice thin with a desperate kind of hunger. She didn't like waiting for answers, especially not from me. I stood there, feeling like a specimen under a microscope, while the old woman let he
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