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Chapter 43

Penulis: Amarablack
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The broken heart. You think you will die, but you keep living, day after day after terrible day.

— Charles Dickens.

CAMELLIA

They said time heals, but Darius’ pack was just a bandage over the gaping hole in my chest.

“And then you do it like this,” Nymariah, the she-wolf I’d come to call a friend, showed me how to knead the dough, her hands steady and calm.

I followed her instructions, pressing into the dough with more force than needed, imagining Lucien’s smug face flattening under each push, every movement a quiet curse I couldn’t speak aloud.

It turns out the mark burning on my neck wasn’t really nothing.

It was because he was with another woman.

We were bound now through a mark I never asked for, and that’s the first thing he did?

I asked several werewolves, hoping Darius was wrong—but you can’t exactly rewrite werewolf history overnight.

Lucien was with another woman.

"Good job," she clapped her hands together excitedly as I kneaded the dough.

Darius walked into the kitchen
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  • Primal Craving    Chapter 45

    Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides.— Louis de Bernières.CAMELLIA I was doing better—at least that’s what I kept telling myself for the past two weeks.Maybe I’d just been too distracted to let the heaviness sink in dealing with that stupid stomach bug.Darius had rushed into my room yesterday, holding my hair back to steady me while I vomited, and returned moments later with a doctor in tow.It was just a stomach bug.Beside me, Lily hummed softly, her reflection glowing in the mirror as she traced her lips with a deep red lipstick.The other girls had already scattered off to wherever their nights would take them in the club.“Somebody’s in a good mood,” I teased her.She smacked her lips dramatically and gave me a side-eye through the mirror.“Good mood? Babe, I stay in a good mood. Men cry when they see me in this lipstick.”I laughed, shaking my head. “Men cry when they see their wallets after you’re done with them, don’t flatter yourself.

  • Primal Craving    Chapter 44

    Desire is a contract we make with ourselves.— William Shakespeare.ROWAN Lily made every second I waited for my mate worth it.The second she straddled me, I knew I was lost. Her slick heat slid down my cock, inch by inch, stretching her open until she sat fully on me.“Holy fuck—Lily,” I groaned, my fists clutching the sheets as her walls squeezed me like a vice.My cock twitched deep inside her, already leaking and begging for release.She grinned wickedly, bracing her palms on my chest as she started to move. Slow at first, she rolled her hips in lazy circles that had me grinding my teeth, fighting for control.“You like that?” she teased, her nails dragging down my chest. “You like me using you like this?”“Yes—god yes,” I gasped, thrusting up into her, my hips snapping uncontrollably. “You’re going to fucking break me, Lily.”“God, you’re big,” she moaned, riding me deeper, harder, until her ass slapped against my thighs.The sound was sticky and wet, each bounce smearing her

  • Primal Craving    Chapter 43

    The broken heart. You think you will die, but you keep living, day after day after terrible day.— Charles Dickens.CAMELLIA They said time heals, but Darius’ pack was just a bandage over the gaping hole in my chest.“And then you do it like this,” Nymariah, the she-wolf I’d come to call a friend, showed me how to knead the dough, her hands steady and calm.I followed her instructions, pressing into the dough with more force than needed, imagining Lucien’s smug face flattening under each push, every movement a quiet curse I couldn’t speak aloud.It turns out the mark burning on my neck wasn’t really nothing.It was because he was with another woman.We were bound now through a mark I never asked for, and that’s the first thing he did?I asked several werewolves, hoping Darius was wrong—but you can’t exactly rewrite werewolf history overnight.Lucien was with another woman."Good job," she clapped her hands together excitedly as I kneaded the dough.Darius walked into the kitchen

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    The only thing that I have learned is to be careful with my choices, for they may make me a monster.— C. S. LewisTrigger warning: This chapter contains sensitive content which may be disturbing for some readers.LUCIEN The last time I drank was when my father ripped my uncle apart in front of the whole pack. He shoved me to my knees in the blood and told me to remember how weakness smells.The last time I cried was when my men were slaughtered in the war—cut down one by one because of my own failed leadership.Tonight, I found myself doing both.My body felt unbearably heavy, my eyes sore, as I clutched the bottle of human alcohol laced with enough wolfsbane to bring ten warriors to their knees.I didn’t want to feel anything. Not tonight, anyway.Her panicked eyes burned into me.I’m a monster.I’m a monster.I’m a coward.My wolf that made me lose control two nights ago was nowhere to be found now, leaving only me to face what I’d done.“Lucien, are you okay?” I heard Camellia

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