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Chapter 85: Finding Ioana

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~Gabrielle~

My ears rang. I staggered, disoriented, my cheeks stung from the slap.

I cradled it, my eyes wide in disbelief as I stared at my father, partly in shock. "Dad… you slapped me?" The end of my words rose, turning it into a question.

Dad's eyes flashed with guilt before he suppressed it. "Mind your words, young lady," he said through gritted teeth. He didn’t even offer an apology.

Dad has never raised against me, not once. But now he had.

It was Mom who reacted. "Herbert!" she screamed, gathering her skirt in her grasp. She ran towards me. "You raised your hand on our daughter!" She pulled me towards her, her face full of concern magnified in my eyes.

"How dare you," she questioned Dad, who muttered something I failed to hear. He spun on his heels, storming out of the house.

With him out of the picture, it was just both of us. Mom sighed. "Gabby," she called my nickname. "Let me see." I allowed her to remove my palm covering my cheeks, wincing when the breeze brushed
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  • His Captive, His Mate, His Queen    Chapter 85: Finding Ioana

    ~Gabrielle~ My ears rang. I staggered, disoriented, my cheeks stung from the slap. I cradled it, my eyes wide in disbelief as I stared at my father, partly in shock. "Dad… you slapped me?" The end of my words rose, turning it into a question. Dad's eyes flashed with guilt before he suppressed it. "Mind your words, young lady," he said through gritted teeth. He didn’t even offer an apology. Dad has never raised against me, not once. But now he had. It was Mom who reacted. "Herbert!" she screamed, gathering her skirt in her grasp. She ran towards me. "You raised your hand on our daughter!" She pulled me towards her, her face full of concern magnified in my eyes. "How dare you," she questioned Dad, who muttered something I failed to hear. He spun on his heels, storming out of the house. With him out of the picture, it was just both of us. Mom sighed. "Gabby," she called my nickname. "Let me see." I allowed her to remove my palm covering my cheeks, wincing when the breeze brushed

  • His Captive, His Mate, His Queen    Chapter 84: The Fall Of The Blackmoon

    ~Gabrielle~The reversal for a lot of people was just too swift.The person you thought you were better than…I remember a long time ago, we were just children. I was 11, and she was much younger, about 6, I think.The memory was fuzzy, but mother and father always had arguments late at night because of her.Father's face was red, veins bulging, while mother ran out with tears streaming down her cheeks.It was always her. She made mom sad. I hated it so much.That's why the first time I watched father beat her after I told him she had stolen my doll (but I never told him I gave her to play with it).I felt joy bubble in my inside as her screams bounced off the wall.I felt like I was paying her back for making mom cry and dad mad.At least this memory was clear.And as time ran faster, she became more miserable, more timid, hunching her back.Flinching like a frightened mouse at the slightest snap of my fingers.But you're saying my foot mat, my stress reliever, was my queen?How? It

  • His Captive, His Mate, His Queen    Chapter 83: Her Fault

    ~Gabrielle~“Arrgh!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, sweeping everything on the table off it, sending it tumbling to the floor, crashing with a resounding noise.But even as I watched them shatter and break from the impact, the raging flame in my chest didn't decrease. Instead, it went up higher, licking everything until they became ashes.My chest heaved, jaw clenched so hard my teeth would break. The sharpened end of my nails pierced into my palm, blood trickled out. I couldn't feel the pain; I was just too consumed with rage to feel anything else.'Why her?' I howled.'Why did you choose her?' I could feel my mind teetering to the brink of doom, on the verge of madness.I would have been a better option. My fingers twitched, the need to smash something arose in me.I spun, coming face to face with a mirror, and I was taken aback.'Is this… me?' I took a step closer and the woman in the mirror did. Bloodshot blue eyes, morbid pale skin under the tan, black eye bags, and lips set

  • His Captive, His Mate, His Queen    Chapter 82: In My Bed

    ~Ioana~[⚠️ This chapter contains romantic tension and mild innuendo. Read at risk]I was back at the place I recognised. I knew that immediately I saw the familiar ceiling above.The moment I opened my eyes, light immediately flooded in. For a moment everything was calm. I didn't think.Just me and the ceiling. Light streamed in from the curtain, tranquility set in. It was as if I hadn't woken up yet. I lay on my bed.And then.It slammed into me— the things that happened yesterday.Catching Alessandro.The near kiss with Ramon.The kiss with Alessandro.Alessandro fighting.Ramon accusing me.The kiss— again.And the bite.My fingers curled, weaving into the blankets under me. Thinking about it, red clouds rose up to my cheeks, settling there.It still left me breathless, especially the bite. Pleasure tingled down my spine. I fainted.

  • His Captive, His Mate, His Queen    Chapter 81: My Claim

    ~Alessandro~I should have done this sooner, I think, as I withdrew my canines from my mark, red liquid dripping onto her skin.Two holes were open by the crook of her shoulder, blood spilled, trailing downwards.I gulped, licking it up. It rolled down my throat as I hummed. It tasted like a rare delicacy of the finest kind. Scratch that. I struck my former thoughts out. I should do this more often.I could feel my wolf growl in approval. Even he was delighted, prowling the corners of my mind, restless, demanding to be let out. 'Not yet.' Throwing those words, I pushed him back into the recess of my mind.Finally, having peace.I looked down at her— my Ioana.Just then.Something shifted in the side of my vision. "You're shameless, you know that, right?" I drawled, my tone lazy, obviously well-fed, quirking a brow at him.He bristled, his jaw clenched, his chest heaved in unspent anger, but he couldn't do anything.He knew he couldn't.We both knew that.I chuckled."Nice try, diggin

  • His Captive, His Mate, His Queen    Chapter 80: Betrayal Revealed 🌶 🌶

    ~Ioana~"At least I've kissed her… can you say the same?"Ramon dropped those words like a bomb. The tension shattered, first from disbelief. I swore I heard a ringing in my ears, my breath hitched in my throat, my body stiffened like wood.Then came the realisation of what he had just uttered. The atmosphere took a nosedive."Ramon— I— No," I stumbled over my words. The kiss never happened. I screamed in my mind. What in the world are you saying? The urge to grab my hair and pull it dominated me.I didn't want to know how he would react. My gaze rested on the bloodied Ramon, blame bled into my eyes. I couldn't believe Ramon would do such a thing. He was clearly trying to destroy my relationship with Alessandro. 'Was it because I tried to cut off from him?' I shuddered. For the first time, I wondered, 'Had I ever known him. ' The past Ramon was awful, but never this terrible.Averting my gaze, when I looked back up, I saw Alessandro. His lips were set into a tiny scowl, he glowered

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