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Chapter 14: So, What’s It Gonna Be?

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Pearl

The wind rushed through my ears, pelted my face. Everything was heightened as I ran. There was a joy and a thrill that came from racing through the woods in my natural form. There were no obstacles in the woods, no need for lies or pretense. There was just nature and the wind and game for hunt.

Patricia was ahead of me as I knew she would be. She’d always been a better runner than me. She continued to taunt me, with her speed, splashing muddy water on my paws.

I picked up the pace.

It took us another hour of mindless running before we got to the lake. Of course, Patricia beat me to it. Even in her wolf form, she looked smug and damn right pleased with herself.

We hung at the lake for a few minutes to stretch our paws before we began the race back to the pack house. I felt lighter and freer. I could hardly wait to go to bed tonight. There was so much to think about. A lot of fantasies to indulge.

When we reached the edge of the woods, we both transformed back to our human form
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  • SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD   CHAPTER 86—Switch in effect (1)

    Fake Pearl woke before Harold did. She lay still beside him, breathing quietly, watching him in the early dawn light. He slept on his side facing her, jaw relaxed, one hand loosely placed near her hip as though his body had reached for her in his sleep. It should have pleased her. It was everything she wanted. His closeness. His trust. His heart leaning toward her without effort.But instead of satisfaction, something else, sharp twisted in her chest.Harold had kissed her forehead last night with too much calm. Too much gentleness. Almost like a man who already knew something. A man who only pretended to wait for proof.She replayed that moment again and again in her mind. The soft kiss. His steady eyes. His smile held something unreadable.Had he seen the real Pearl in some detail she had missed. Had he sensed her stiffness. Had he smelled something off. Had he noticed how her breath shifted.Fake Pearl forced herself to stop thinking. She rose carefully from the bed and went to the

  • SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD   CHAPTER 85— The ploy (5)

    Vicky arrived at the east wing with her hair tied back and her posture arranged in her usual flirty and bold self. She carried a layered confidence the kind people let into rooms without suspicion. In her hands was a covered bowl, steam drifting out gently, carrying the smell of herbs and warmth.Pearl sat by the vanity lost in her own tiredness. Her eyelids low, shoulders slightly slumped, as though the world had been mistreating her all day. The lights around her glowed faintly, giving the room a soft golden haze.Vicky knocked lightly. “Pearl. I brought something for you.”Pearl turned slowly with a practiced weary smile. “Vicky. What is it.”“I thought of you,” Vicky said, stepping into the room with careful steps that left no trace of guilt. “You have been stuck in here all day. Everything is tense. Everyone is on edge. Patricia came home earlier and went straight to the kitchen. You know how she is when she is nervous. She cooked half the pantry.”Pearl arched a brow. “Patricia

  • SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD   CHAPTER 84 — The ploy (4)

    The night wind slipped through the window cracks of Valery’s guest wing, making the curtains sway like spirits. But the room was anything but cold. Heat simmered thick, the kind born from anger, ambition, and secret resentment, steaming. And at the center of it stood Fake Pearl, her silhouette framed against the dim wall lamp. Hands on her hips. Eyes different from the usual innocence. A furious poise was etched unto her face like she had been carved from the sin of Pride and wrath.Vicky paced before her. Her steps were frantic and uneven, like she could not decide whether to kneel or run. Sweat glistened on her forehead.Fake Pearl snapped. “You are incompetent.”Vicky stopped mid-step and turned, lips trembling. “I tried. I did what you asked. I did. But she survived. That girl is stubborn.”Fake Pearl’s voice rose. “I told you to push her down the stairs. I told you she must not survive countless times, And you messed it up!”The air trembled. Her anger had some much weight. It wa

  • SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD   CHAPTER 83— The ploy (3)

    We finally left my father’s room when Harold insisted I needed air before I suffocated myself with panic. The hallway outside was dim,a little too empty for a hospital. Kade walked ahead, checking every corner like something about the place offended him. Harold stayed close behind me, one hand brushing my back once in a while, grounding me without making it obvious.We did not talk much.There was nothing to talk about that would not break me open again.We stopped by the exit doors to get a breather. The air smelled cleaner away from the chemicals inside my father’s room. I rubbed my arms, still feeling Harold’s earlier touch like it had burned into my skin.Kade lifted his wrist to check the time. “We need to get Pearl home. This place seems compromised.”I nodded, even though part of me wanted to stay with my father. But the three of us were stretched thin. I needed food. Water. Sleep. A moment to think without the constant threat of someone slipping into the room when my eyes blin

  • SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD   CHAPTER 82— The ploy (2)

    Fake Pearl still not being here kept scratching at the back of my mind like an itch I could not reach. It did not make sense. Valery loved theatrics. She loved props. She loved a full cast for her drama. Yet that girl, the one who looked like me, the one she paraded in front of everyone as if she was the better option, the shinier version, the proper daughter… she did not make an appearance.My thoughts kept looping and looping, trying to make sense of the missing piece. Why bring her everywhere before, but not today? Why bring her for the authority tests, but not for this important display of public sympathy? Why leave her out now, when she was supposed to be Valery’s greatest weapon?No answer came.Just confusion.I tore my gaze away from my father for a moment, mostly because watching him breathe felt like watching someone balance on the edge of a cliff. One wrong step. One wrong breath. One wrong push. That was all it would take.Now I turned to Harold and Kade.Bless the moon go

  • SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD   CHAPTER 81— The ploy

    The doctor left quickly. Too quickly.Almost as if someone had pulled a string tied to his back and yanked him out of the room. His shoes clicked against the tiles in nervous little bursts, fading down the hallway like he could not wait to get away from us. What a cowardly twerp.Valery followed him out with that same exaggerated panic plastered across her face, one hand pressed dramatically to her forehead like she had just witnessed a tragedy worthy of a stage. Moana trailed behind her loudly, her sobs practiced and theatrical. Her cries rose and fell like she wanted the whole hospital to hear her grief and applaud her for it. At this point I was fully convinced she was back in her mother's camp, all those sob stories about her being sorry had been tossed in the air. Well… I didn't care about her, I had better things to think of at the moment.The door shut.And immediately the room shifted.Silence returned in a heavy wave, so thick it pressed against my ears, swallowing the fain

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