Librairie
Rechercher
Accueil / Werewolf / RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE / 33: Your Tight Little Hole

Partager

33: Your Tight Little Hole

Auteur: Gold Writes
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-10 20:16:45

BROOK'S POV

“It’s none of your business,” I snapped, trying to ignore the way my pulse had jumped the second I turned and found him standing there. “And you need to get out of my room.”

The anger I expected to feel, that anger from what Flint had told me over the phone, was almost nowhere to be found. And I was feeling quite uncomfortable as we were now alone in the room.

Levi didn’t move. His gaze stayed fixed on me, dark and intense enough to make heat crawl up my neck despite myself.

“If Fl
Continuez à lire ce livre gratuitement
Scanner le code pour télécharger l'application
Previous Chapter Next Chapter
Chapitre verrouillé

Dernier chapitre

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    139

    BROOKSI sat quietly in the back seat, my eyes fixed on the scenery beyond the tinted window as the car moved steadily along the road.Theo sat in the front passenger seat. He hadn't tried to start a conversation from the moment we left the palace, and I was grateful for it.There wasn't anything either of us could say that would make today any easier. The driver remained focused on the road, while the convoy carrying the guards stayed close behind us, following at a steady distance.The quiet inside the car should have been comforting. Instead, it gave my thoughts far too much room to wander.I leaned back against the seat and slowly let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. Ever since the interview, my mind had been consumed by Levi's confession and everything that had come with it.The anger, the heartbreak, the betrayal, and the countless questions that had followed had left me emotionally exhausted. I hadn't had the chance to think about anything else.As we got closer

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    138

    LEVI'S POV"Damn it!"My voice echoed through the study as I dragged both hands frantically through my hair, pacing back and forth across the study, and unable to stop moving.I was now facing the terrifying, inescapable reality that Brooks now completely hated me and that everything in my entire life had gone completely wrong in the span of a single televised nightmare.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the absolute devastation, hurt and heartbreak etched onto her face, and that image tormented me in ways I had never thought possible.I shoved a chair aside so hard that it scraped loudly across the floor before crashing into the wall."What was I thinking? Why didn't I just tell her? Why did I keep lying?"The desperate questions tumbled out of my mouth one after another, but there were no answers left that made any sense or offered any comfort anymore.I slammed my fist hard against the edge of the desk, and while the sharp, stinging pain shot instantly through my knuckles, it did

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    137

    BROOK'S POVI sat quietly on the edge of the bed, my hands resting limply in my lap as I stared at the blank TV screen I had turned off after the live broadcast had ended almost an hour ago.Levi had lied to me all this time.The realization refused to settle. It felt too enormous to fit inside my mind. I kept thinking that if I sat here long enough, it'd turn out to be a lie.But the silence in the room was real, the emptiness in my chest was real, and the truth I'd heard with my own ears was real.I thought back to every conversation we had about the White Wolves, every time I asked him questions and he would look me in the eyes and answer me without the slightest hesitation.That was what hurt the most.He had watched me believe that the white wolves had been monsters. He had watched me accept that they were traitors without ever giving me the chance to know who they truly were.All those moments when he'd held me, comforted me, and told me everything would be alright suddenly felt

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    136:

    LEVI'S POVEvery instinct screamed at me to shut the interview down and walk out of the studio, but I knew I couldn't. The entire kingdom was watching this unfold live.If I refused now, people would take it as an admission of guilt before I ever spoke another word.There was only one option left.I would take the serum and fight it with everything I had. I didn't know exactly how powerful it was, but I had to believe I could hold on to my own mind long enough to keep the truth buried."If a new serum is what you want, then fine. Bring it in."The host looked relieved that the situation hadn't completely fallen apart.One of the crew members hurried out of the studio while the cameras continued rolling. I sat as still as I could, refusing to betray the turmoil inside me.Across the table, Dagon remained perfectly composed. He didn't look anxious or impatient. If anything, he looked completely certain of how this would end, and that quiet confidence irritated me more than any insult he

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    135:

    LEVI'S POVThe drive to the media house felt much longer than it actually was.I sat quietly in the back seat of the car, my gaze fixed on the city passing beyond the tinted window while my fingers remained wrapped around the small vial inside my jacket pocket.The fake truth serum.I slowly let out a breath.This had to work. There was no other option.I had gone over the plan so many times that I could practically recite it without thinking. I'd take the serum, answer whatever questions were asked, and once everyone believed I'd spoken under the influence of the truth serum, the interview would be over.Everything would finally settle down. The pressure from the public would disappear. Most importantly, the truth would remain exactly where it belonged. Buried.I slipped my hand into my pocket again, feeling the smooth glass of the vial before withdrawing it.Just a little longer.The car finally slowed before coming to a stop outside the media studio.One of the guards opened the do

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    134

    LEVI'S POVWith her lips still on mine, Brook's hands gripped the damp fabric of my shirt, pulling me down, and I groaned into the kiss as my hands automatically found her waist to steady us.The kiss deepened instantly. Her tongue swept into my mouth, tangling with mine in a wet dance that sent a jolt straight to my dick. For a second, I let myself get lost in the taste of her on my lips."Brooks, wait," I pulled back, breathless and shaking my head slightly, while trying to catch my breath."I'm sweating buckets, I need to take a shower first."I expected her to wrinkle her nose, agree with me and push me toward the bathroom. Instead, a wicked glint sparked in her eyes. Her grip on my shirt tightened, and she yanked me back toward her with a surprising amount of force."Did that stop me from kissing you?" she challenged, her voice dropping an octave, vibrating against my chest.Before I could answer, she slammed her mouth on mine again. This time there was no hesitation, no holding

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    29: Like a Starved Man

    29BROOK'S POV I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to physically block out the sensations I was feeling. But it was a futile effort. The darkness behind my eyelids didn’t help. It only amplified the phantom feelings of his dark eyes boring into my skin. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rh

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    11: You Need To Let Us Go

    BROOKS POV The palace was very grand.That was the first thing that hit me the moment we stepped in, and it didn’t ease even after hours of being there. Everything was big, polished, and perfect. The floors gleamed like they had never seen dirt, the walls stretched higher than anything, and every

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    5: Why Does He Smell Like Us?

    LEVIFor years, I've dreamt of seeing Brooks again but nothing could have prepared me for the way my heart ached, my throat tightened, and my hands shook. I was practically an alpha king. I've conquered territories, traveled the world, signed unprecedented contracts and built an incredible wealth

  • RECLAIMING HIS REJECTED MATE    4: Welcome to Blackfang

    LEVI HAWTHORNE Seven years later. I've always known Brooks Beauregard was my mate. I knew it from the first day she resumed at **** when her scent hit my nostrils and my whole body became enveloped with a want so visceral that I had to excuse myself from the classroom to take a cold shower.

Plus de chapitres

Vous vous intéresseriez aussi à

Découvrez et lisez de bons romans gratuitement
Accédez gratuitement à un grand nombre de bons romans sur GoodNovel. Téléchargez les livres que vous aimez et lisez où et quand vous voulez.
Lisez des livres gratuitement sur l'APP
Scanner le code pour lire sur l'application
DMCA.com Protection Status