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Author: Ashabi
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-22 20:50:59

ALEXANDER.

“Don’t ask,” I said, staring into her hazel eyes.

“Don’t ask me, please.” I exhaled. I did not want to lie to her. No, I was just starting to build this thing we have.

And I needed her to trust me. Yet, I couldn't tell her the reason I was with her stepmother. This was the question she wanted to ask me, I was certain.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to give her the answer she craved. The things she desired, I wouldn't be able to do them. Perhaps I was starting to be selfish, wanting to keep her.

“Why?” She asked.

I did not answer. I lifted myself up, toward her, and wrapped one hand around her waist. I grabbed her face with the other hand, pulling her face to mine. She exhaled, shutting her eyes as she surrendered to me. An act I was grateful for.

I jammed my lips with her, relief flooding me as her delicate lips moved over mine. They were so soft, and sweet. Ecstasy was an understatement for the feeling of her lips in my mouth.

She raised her hand and her fingers sl
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  • My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor.    88

    LENA.Alexander didn’t come back to me.No.He left—and never came back. I had prepared it all—his death. It was going to be simple. I had the poison hidden inside my bag, concealed in a syringe filled with liquid death. All I needed was the right moment. The irony was cruel: the man I once obsessed over, the one I had craved for most of my life, was going to die at my hands.Back in high school, I was infatuated with him. Alexander. The golden boy with midnight hair and a jawline sculpted from cold marble. I used to trace his name into my notebooks and imagine the kind of girl he’d fall for. Now, here I was. That girl—grown, bitter, scarred.Still, he was so handsome.Even more than before. But I had failed to read his features correctly, even now. I couldn’t allow a monster like him to pull me back in. Not after everything he had done. Not after all the people he had killed. Not after Phoenix. Not after Austin.I waited all night. Watching the door. My heart stiff with anticipation.

  • My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor.    87

    ALEXANDER. I needed to tame the monster. To be better for her. I didn't want her to see me like a monster. A man who wasn't enough for her. Maybe I wasn't enough for her. How… how do I tame the monster? I walked down the building. The doctor. She should be able to help. That doctor who had watch me - the monster- kill Tina and my mother. I wasn't sure. She saw me. She watched. She was terrified. She tried to run. But I held her back.I covered her mouth when she wanted to scream. I told her not to shout. I told her I won't hurt her. She didn't smell like evil. The monster didn't hate her. The monster didn't want to kill her. Her eyes streamed with fear. Ones I could feel.Eventually, she was taken away by the guard.Annalise. She called Tina ‘mother.’I wasn't sure. Maybe I was wrong. She was taken away that day. “You are here again,” her voice penetrated my ears as I entered her office. She wore white coat. She became the pack doctor. She became strict.

  • My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor.    86

    LENA.Isaac.It was freaking Isaac.Of all the people in the world, it had to be him.Yes—Alexander’s stepbrother.My friend. Almost my best friend. The boy who understood my silences, who laughed at my dumbest jokes, who held my hand when I thought the world would swallow me whole.Until he ran.He didn’t say goodbye. He didn’t even look back.He just… left.I couldn’t bring myself to blame him.He had to go. He had to pack his things and run. There were too many problems stacked against him, too many truths that broke his spirit. And he was just a boy then, barely old enough to shoulder that kind of pain.But now—he was a man.Taller.Broader.His beard was thicker than I remembered, shadows resting across his jawline like it had grown alongside his pain.Time had done its work on him. But not just time—life.It had chiseled him into someone I almost didn’t recognize.And now, he was the boss?The one who took my children?I stumbled back, my heartbeat pounding in my ears like war d

  • My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor.    85

    ALEXANDER. She hates me. She really hates me. Lena, her name was Lena. I remember. She told me not to come near her. Her eyes screamed with fear. She feared me. Did I do something bad? I only protected her. Why couldn't she see that? Did she hate me? Perhaps she thought that I was a monster. Was I? But I would never let the monster get her. I would hide him deep within me and never allow him to get to her. She ran. Why did she run? I wanted her to come back. To me. To be with me. Why couldn't she be with me? Was I a monster? Did she hate me? I wasn't sure. I walked around my room. My fingers in my hair. My scalp was itching. A lot. It happened when I felt anxious. When I didn't know what to do. When I didn't understand what was happening. Lena looked like she was going to run from me. I didn't want her to run. I wanted her to stay with me. I didn't want her to fear me. Her smell, she smelled so good and I didn't want that to be gone. I needed her to st

  • My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor.    84

    LENA.I was shocked to the ground. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t.There was blood all over. The blood of my best friend; a man who had been there for me my entire life. This man killed him. Every part of me tensed with pain.I didn’t know what to do.I could only stare. The image stuck with me. The smell of blood was thick in the air, plunging into my nostrils like acid. I couldn’t take the sight off my mind.“No.” I shook my head, barely able to process the horror before me.I kept shaking my head. My hands trembled by my sides, my knees locked stiff.“No, don’t run. Don’t run.” He tried to come close to me. His bloody hands were raised in the air. My eyes went even wider. He was coming closer. He was going to kill me. I was next.And tell me why I couldn’t run.Why did my feet feel like stone? My legs betrayed me. I just couldn’t run away. A man whom I had loved… my mate was going to kill me.I shook my head harder, almost like I could shake the moment off, make it disappear. Tears ra

  • My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor.    83

    ALEXANDER.White. The first thing I saw was white.The roof. Was it the roof? I looked away, it looked like it was going to fall on me. The brightness stung my eyes. It was too clean. Too wrong. Like it didn’t belong in my world.I turned and saw no one next to me. No her.I was on the bed or the couch, I wasn’t sure. I looked around for her, hoping to see her again. To tell her what happened back there. What had happened back there?Blood?Spilled?That man, he kept touching her.Evil. So I killed him. Stopped him from breathing.Where did she go?Why did she leave?What did she inject me with? She injected me.Why? Didn’t she see, that man’s evil.He had to die. I had to kill him.To protect her.That man was evil.Her face. I could remember her face properly.She was angry. Angry. Her scent mixed with her anger.Was she angry at me or was he evil man?Did she know?I had to tell her. I had to find answers.So I stepped out of the bed. Couch. I wasn’t sure.I walked to the door and

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