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Vera 0069

مؤلف: Grace Aden
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-08-05 02:19:04

The moment I step into the hallway, my chest tightens. The mansion is too quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet either. This feels heavy, like the walls are holding their breath.

I stop walking and glance down the empty corridor. Maybe I should go back to my room. But something deep inside me refuses to settle.

My fingers brush against the turtleneck covering my neck. Maybe it's the mark.

The thought alone makes my stomach twist.

Or maybe it's Damon. The past few days, he hasn't seemed like him
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  • I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You.    Vera 0072

    This had to be the end.The moment Alpha Damon’s eyes landed on the mark on my neck, something shifted in the room. The warmth from earlier vanished so fast it made my chest ache.His face darkened, not anger alone, Something uglier, something sharp enough to cut through skin.The air suddenly felt heavier, thick with the weight of his power. It rolled off him in waves, hard and unforgiving, pressing against my chest until breathing became difficult.Yet somehow I wasn’t cowering, maybe I should have been, maybe anyone else without a wolf would have dropped to their knees already.But I stayed frozen instead, staring at him while panic clawed through me.Maybe it was my blood, maybe something inside me refused to break, or maybe I was simply too terrified to move.I had no one to call for help.No one is coming to save me.And suddenly, the truth settled painfully inside my chest. I was completely alone.“Start talking.”Each word came out sharp, but somehow worse than shouting.Like

  • I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You.    Vera 0071

    I don’t know what to feel after what he just said. The only thing I know is that I need to stay calm.My heart is beating too hard, and I force myself to breathe slowly, praying he doesn’t notice. If he hears how badly my pulse is racing, he might realize I’m hiding something.Not when I still don’t know if I’m safe.Questions keep piling up in my head, one after another.If Damon has a son… then why make me his Luna?What exactly is Katrina to him?And what were his real intentions from the beginning?The thought alone makes my chest tighten.Because somehow, against all logic, against every warning sign screaming in my head, I started feeling something for him.He notices things other people ignore. The quiet moments. The parts of me I try to hide.Even with Alpha Aiden constantly finding ways to throw my thoughts into chaos, even with the confusion he brings every single time he shows up, Damon somehow became steady.Or at least… I thought he was.Slowly, Damon turns towards me, un

  • I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You.    Vera 0070

    The scream tears from my lungs, and my whole body starts shaking."Rhoda!"I scramble across the bed and grab her shoulders. Blood covers the sheets beneath her, staining my hands the moment I touch her. Her eyes are wide open, her mouth slightly parted as though she was trying to say something before death stole the chance away."No!"I shake her harder, tears blurring my vision."Rhoda, wake up. Please wake up."Deep down, I already know she's gone. Her skin is cold beneath my fingers, but I can't stop myself from begging as if my voice alone could bring her back.The bedroom door suddenly flies open. Heavy footsteps thunder into the room, followed by Alpha Damon and several guards.The moment I see him, the conversation I overheard comes rushing back.Use her blood.Kill Vera.Our son is dying.Grief instantly tangles with fear."Vera—"I jerk away before he can touch me.His hand freezes halfway between us, confusion flashing across his face before concern replaces it."Vera, look

  • I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You.    Vera 0069

    The moment I step into the hallway, my chest tightens. The mansion is too quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet either. This feels heavy, like the walls are holding their breath.I stop walking and glance down the empty corridor. Maybe I should go back to my room. But something deep inside me refuses to settle.My fingers brush against the turtleneck covering my neck. Maybe it's the mark.The thought alone makes my stomach twist.Or maybe it's Damon. The past few days, he hasn't seemed like himself. Every time I look at him, he wears the same tired expression. His smiles don't quite reach his eyes anymore, and there are moments when he stares into nothing, like the weight of the world is sitting on his shoulders.And then there is the guilt. The ugly kind that creeps in when I least expect it. Because no matter how hard I try to hate Alpha Aiden, some stubborn part of me still feels him.I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head. I am done with him.Damon has been good to me. He listen

  • I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You.    Vera 0068

    I stand there frozen, reality crashes into me so hard it feels like I can barely breathe.“Vera?” Rhoda’s voice cuts through the mess in my head. “Are you okay? You’re scaring me.”I blink and look at her, but everything feels distant, too loud, too confusing. All at once. My thoughts keep running into each other. About Katrina about the hidden boy.The mark burning beneath my robe, as something sank inside my head, Alpha Aiden marked me but I know I should keep it away from Alpha Damon. Nothing makes sense anymore. I can’t read Katrina’s mind. I couldn’t read Rhoda’s either. And somehow that bothers me more than it should.Then I remember something in the haze of my thoughts. Katrina was there the night Aiden’s brother died.I saw her. I know what I saw. And if she has a child with Damon—If Damon brought me here while all of this was already happening—Then what exactly am I doing here? The thought makes my stomach twist painfully.No. I shake my head quickly. No. I’m overthinking

  • I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You.    Vera 0067

    I wake up with a sharp breath, my body jerking as pain shoots through my neck. For a second, I don’t know where I am. The room feels too quiet. Then everything crashes back. My hand flies to my neck, and my fingers tremble before they even touch the spot. The moment I feel the raised skin, my stomach twists. No. No. No. I rush out of bed so quickly my legs almost give out beneath me. My chest feels tight, like something is pressed against it so hard I can barely breathe. I hate this. I hate that a small part of me still remembers the look in his eyes before everything went wrong. I stumble toward the mirror, my heartbeat loud in my ears. The room is a mess. The vanity chair is tipped sideways. A lamp lies broken on the floor. Drawers are left half-open, like a storm swept through here. My stomach sinks. Rhoda could walk in any minute. I kneel quickly, hands shaking as I gather things from the floor. A brush, scattered papers, a bottle knocked on its side. Bu

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