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Forty two

Autor: Realistic_pen
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-02-28 21:45:47

Desiree POV

It's strange how something as simple as drawing can quiet the storm inside my chest.

Okay, maybe it's not simple as I term it as but this is actually the first time in how many years? That I will resume back to drawing. As a child, I have always lived in art. It got to a point that my mom even sells the painting outside the northern part to some people.

I am in the courtyard in the afternoon, beside a submit corner near the open terrace, making myself available to paint again aft
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  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Ninety eight

    Desiree’s POV I look at the note in my hand, my thumb tracing on the side of the paper as I try to force down a laugh. “Let me fix it, Des. Trust me for just one night.”I let out a soft sigh, the anger that kept me suffocating all morning finally beginning to evaporate without even saying too much. I glare up at Kael, who is still standing there like a statue, sweating under his collar as he waits for my execution or my compliance. “He really thinks he can just send a bunch of weeds and make everything fine, doesn't he?” I ask, though the small smile playing on my lips betrays my words and I know it's the work of my wolf, Lia. Ronan lets out a loud chuckle from behind the desk, leaning back in his chair. “Hey, don’t look at me, Des. In the South, we send jewels. The North is clearly... a bit more rustic. But hey, at least the man has a pulse.”I throw a playful glare at Ronan before turning back to my guard. “Where is he, Kael?”“The carriage is waiting outside, Luna,” Kael says

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Ninety seven

    Desiree’s POV And after tossing and turning all throughout the night after Gillian decided to chose Seraphina's world over mine, I'm already standing in front of the mirror, my fingers moving coldly as I pin my hair back. My reflection looks like a stranger wearing a cold indifference that I spent all night perfecting. Admist the commotion in my head, the door to the suite slowly open and I honestly do not need to turn around because I already know the person through their scent. Gillian Blackthorn. Yep. I am calling onto his full government name since I do not know him anymore, just the little details of his name. Gillian stops as few feet behind me and I'm the mirror, I can see him. He looks like hell with wrinkled clothes, his hair is a mess, and his eyes are bloodshot from a night spent sitting upright in a guest wing chair. “Des,” he says, his voice so raspy and tentative but that doesn't even get a wrink of my brows. I pick up my pearl earrings and click them into place,

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Ninety six

    Gillian's POV “The healer said the blood is null.”Seraphina breaks the news the moment I step into the room, her voice airy and casual, as if she hasn't just sent a messenger to the villa acting like the world was ending. I feel the heat of Desiree right behind me with a sharp and grounding presence in the air. I scan the room. There is no blood, no emergency. There is only Seraphina lounging against the pillows of the guest bed, looking perfectly fine. My gaze catches the flash of pure disappointment on her face when her eyes land on Desiree trailing behind me. It is clear. She wants me alone in the room. I just hope this is not just a string she pulled to have me in here because at the end of the day, my father's health is important more than some silly pulling of strings. “What? Null?” Desiree's voice slips through the room. She steps around me, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, anger lacing her features with pure irritation. “You didn't confirm before screaming abo

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   95

    Desiree’s POV Gillian’s jaw is set so tight that I can hear his teeth grinding. He doesn't even argue much with me, he knows that tone already and he knows that when I square my shoulders like this, I'm not just the Luna anymore. Okay, I'm making it seem dramatic. As we descend the stairs, the air in the villa is strangely so thun. When we finally reach the landing, I see her.Seraphina is sitting exactly where Kael said she would be, on the bench near the brand entrance. She looks different than the last time I saw her. The sharp, arrogant side she used to carry like a weapon has been blunted by fatigue. Her hair, usually perfectly coiffed, is loose and slightly frizzy from travel.But it’s her silhouette that stops the air in my lungs.She’s wearing a soft, stretchy maternity dress, and the bump is unmistakable. It looks heavy , rounded, and prominent. She isn't just pregnant; she’s far along and everyone can see that.She looks up as our footsteps echo on the floor. Her eyes i

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Ninety four

    Desiree’s POV “And you’re mine,” he growls, before his mouth finds mine, ending the argument the only way he knows how.Gillian’s body leans against mine, filling his scent in my nostrils and my body. He doesn't move to take me to the bedroom, he just holds me there, pinned against the cool wood of the wall with his forehead resting against mine. His breath is sending heat on my skin, like he's just run a mile to catch me before I slipped through his fingers. “You are still mad,” he murmurs, his voice vibrating deep in his chest.“I'm furious,” I breathe out, though my hands are busy tangling themselves in the hair at the nape of his neck. “You acted like a caveman in front of my friend. You probably embarrassed Kael for the next ten years.”Gillian lets out a low, rough chuckle. He slides his hands down from the wall, his palms skimming over the fabric of my blazer before settling firmly on my hips. He pulls me closer, making sure there isn't a single inch of air between us.“Kael

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Ninety three

    Desiree’s POV “I hope you don't mind if I join you?” He asks, his grin widening as he looks directly at Ronan. “I'd hate for the conversation to get boring.”My eyes widens and my lips part, but I am too stunned to even give a response. Who the hell comes all the way from the villa on his Luna's first day at work after Instructing his beta to follow me. Who the hell appears even after seeing I am with someone?I blink my eyes, giving him signs to give us space but his next words renders me more speechless. “Do you have something in your eye? I can help you-” he says, standing up to touch my eyes but I quickly avoid his hand touching me with an awkward smile. “Oh... darling,” I say, my voice sounding a little tighter than I than intended. My eyes fix on Ronan, who like he's having the absolute time of his life watching the Alpha of the North play the role of the uninvited third wheel. Ronan doesn't even look intimidated. If anything, he looks delighted, leaning back as he mirrors

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Twenty

    Gillian's POV Desiree lies in the center of my bed, unmoving except for the slow rise and fall of her chest. The healer's bandages wrap around her throat in clean white layers that look too bright against her skin. She has always been fierce, but now, seeing her like this feels wrong for me. I fe

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-20

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Fifteen

    Desiree's POV I roll across the bed that feels too soft. I haven't slept this way for a long time now and I do not know why all I can feel is ease in my bones. My mate is whimpering inside of me with joy I can't fathom. What's going on?My eyes snap open, a strong cedar scent ripping into my nos

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-19

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Thirteen

    Chapter Thirteen Gillian's POV I scrutinize the hall, looking for Desiree, but she is already out of sight. Lucius is already out of sight as well and the realization raises alertness inside of me.My last glance at Desiree before she disappeared, she was very drunk. Dancing and wanting to be ou

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-18

  • Mated to the Enemy: Imprisoned by Mate Bond   Fourteen

    Gillian's POV I rush toward Lucius , making a tough strike at his face. The force makes him sink into his king-size bed. My face is filled with unresolved fury, watching him groan out in pain. Desiree is there, staring with wide mouth and eyes. Her clothes are slightly torn and she looks like sh

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-18
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