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Dirty Cinderella And Her 4 Stepbrothers Chapter 70: Willow’s Speech
Branches clawed at my arms and face as I ran. My lungs burned, legs shaking so badly I thought they’d buckle with every step. Sweat stung my eyes, soaked my shirt, and plastered hair to my neck. I didn’t dare look back. I couldn’t stop. If I stopped, Kris’s scream would catch up to me, or worse…the thing inside him would.The village edge appeared through the trees like a promise. I burst into the clearing, gasping, stumbling, almost falling. As I entered through the entrance, faces turned to me. Whispers rippled. I didn’t care.Zane was already moving toward me, shirtless, heaving, skin streaked with dirt and drying blood from the gash on his forehead. His eyes were black, furious, searching every inch of me before he reached me.He didn’t speak. Just cupped my face with both hands and kissed me hard, tasting like salt and fear and relief. Then he scooped me up, one arm under my knees, the other around my back, holding me against his chest like I might disappear again.“You okay?”
Dirty Cinderella And Her 4 Stepbrothers Chapter 69: Possession
Kris bent down without warning, hooked one arm behind my knees and the other around my back, and hoisted me up onto his shoulder like I weighed nothing. My stomach pressed against the hard ridge of his muscle, my head dangled down his back. The world tilted beneath me…dirt path, bushes, Zane’s still body shrinking behind us as he took me away.Two lycans stepped out from the thick bushes, moving towards us, their eyes fierce and dangerous. They were tall, scarred, dressed in leader clothes filled with furs.They look like scouts. One clapped slowly, the sound sharp in the quiet forest. The other grinned.“Good work, Kris,” the first one said, voice low and approving. “The Lycan king will be pleased. We were beginning to think we’d be hanging out here and waiting on you forever.”Kris didn’t answer. He just adjusted his grip on my thighs and kept walking, boots crunching leaves.They were waiting?My head banged. How did he? I thought no one knew the location of the village except for
Dirty Cinderella And Her 4 Stepbrothers Chapter 68: Prey
The spear tip hovered an inch from Zane’s throat. One twitch and blood would spill.I couldn’t breathe. My feet moved before my brain caught up.“Stop,” I said, voice cracking but loud enough to cut through. I pushed between Zane and the spear, palms raised. “Just stop. Please.”Zane’s hand shot to my shoulder, trying to shove me back. “Willow…”“No.” I shook him off, heart slamming so hard I thought it would bruise my ribs. “No more blood. Not today. Not any of you.”The men didn’t lower the spears. Their eyes stayed cold, locked on us.“I’d go with them," my lips moved before I realized. I just wanted to end it all. It was too much.“You're not going with them," Zane argued.“No she's not," Thane gripped my waist gently and pulled me back. “Willow stays with us.""Then none of you are going anywhere,” the man in front shouted. "You're not walking past us."Axel stepped forward, calm, almost bored. “You want one person to stay behind, right? Fine. Take me. Leave the rest.”The lead m
Dirty Cinderella And Her 4 Stepbrothers 67: Morning
I woke to the sound of the birds whistling outside, yawning with my mouth wide open before looking around.Somehow we’d all ended up on the couch last night, too wired to separate, too tired to care about comfort.The four of them had arranged themselves around me like a living barricade, Kris stretched out at one end, legs hanging off, Thane curled against the armrest on my left, Axel half-slumped on the floor with his back to the couch legs, Zane sprawled closest to me, one arm thrown across the backrest.Kris turned around to me, realizing I had woken up. I was second to wake before the others stretched and opened their eyes.The morning sun slipped through the little splintered holes in the boarded window, throwing thin golden spears across the dusty floor and over their faces. Dust motes drifted in the light like tiny ghosts.No one spoke.Kris stirred first. A low, rumbling yawn broke the quiet. He rubbed a hand over his face, eyes still heavy. His eyes met mine again, he looked
Dirty Cinderella And Her 4 Stepbrothers Chapter 66: Shadows Of Hope
The door creaked open just wide enough for the violent elder to step inside. No one else followed. He stood there alone, broad shoulders filling the frame, the same man who’d thrown himself between us and the mob earlier. His eyes swept the room, over Zane’s hand still hovering near his knife, over Kris blocking me like a shield, over Thane’s barely-contained fury, over Axel’s watchful silence.He grinned and raised both palms in a slow, deliberate gesture.“I’m not here to fight,” he said, voice rough as gravel. “No judgment yet. I came alone. Close the door.”Zane didn’t move for a second, then nodded once. Axel reached past and pushed it shut with a soft click that felt louder than it should have.The elder exhaled through his nose and looked straight at Zane. “I need to know the plan. Not the pretty words you threw at the crowd. The real one. How do you four, and the girl actually intend to bring down the Lycan king? I’m old,” he grabbed the arm of the couch and sat down.“I’m ti
Dirty Cinderella And Her 4 Stepbrothers Chapter 65: Inner Chaos
The violent elder…the one who had just declared he would fight alongside us…shoved his way between Zane and the surging crowd, arms spread wide like he could physically hold back the tide of rage.“Enough!” he bellowed, voice cutting through the air. “Think, all of you! Before you spill blood and doom every last soul here. What madness is this?”He jabbed a thick finger toward Zane and me, then swept it across Kris, Thane, and Axel, who still stood half-shifted, claws gleaming, eyes molten gold.“These boys aren’t just outcasts. They’re royal blood. Princes of the old line. Heir to the stolen throne. Don't we ought to give them a little respect?”The crowd faltered, murmurs turning uncertain. A few in the back lowered their weapons, others tightened their grips.Zane’s jaw clenched, “Respect,” he chuckled. "Such flattery."The elder rounded on him, “Shut up boy," the old man threw a jab at him. “Right now half this village wants your head on a spike. The least you can do is not make t
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