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95. Thrilled

Penulis: Shiroi_Nami
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-09 20:14:38

Cecil stood frozen, her entire body rigid with shock. Her wide eyes locked onto Jacob’s. Everyone around them held their breath, waiting for her reaction.

Then, Jacob stepped forward, his expression raw with longing. He pulled her tightly into his chest in a sudden, possessive embrace. “Please,” he murmured. “Say something… my mate.”

“No!”

Cecil’s voice rang out like a whipcrack.

With a powerful shove, she hurled Jacob backward with enough force to knock him off his feet and send him crashing into the sand. She didn’t wait to see the aftermath—she turned and bolted toward the guest villa.

“Cecil!” Aria shouted after her. Without hesitation, she spun to Matilda. “I’m sorry, I need to go after her. I’ll see you at dinner!” she called, already sprinting after her best friend.

Jacob sat dazed in the sand, his breath knocked out of him—not from the fall, but from the shock. He could only watch as Cecil disappeared from view, her scent still lingering in the salt-laced breeze.

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  • Saving My Rejected Mate   119. Lighthouse (5)

    Cecil’s POVHe’d completely lost control. His lips devoured mine—desperate, wild, barely letting me breathe.“Jacob…” I gasped when I finally managed to pull away just enough to speak.He didn’t answer. His mouth chased mine again, relentless, until I pushed against his chest—firm, needing space.“Jacob. Listen…”He pressed his forehead against mine, eyes burning, and gently placed a finger on my lips to silence me.“I’m sorry if I was too much,” he whispered. “I just... want you so damn bad. My wolf’s going mad from holding back—and so am I. But I already know what you're going to say, and I’ll respect it. I’ll wait, Cecil. Just like you asked me to.”I blinked, stunned. Wait? What the hell was he talking about?“What are you even saying?” I asked.“You wanted to take it slow, right?” he replied, eyes filled with certainty. “You said you needed time to see if you’d like me.”I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt. “That’s not what I was going to say.”His brows furrowed. He looked genuinel

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   118. Lighthouse (4)

    Cecil’s POV“Truth or dare,” Jacob asked casually, but I barely heard him.My mind was still spinning from what he just revealed.“That doesn’t make sense,” I said, frowning. “You’ve only kissed one woman, but you’ve slept with… many? How is that even possible?”Jacob chuckled, like I just told him a joke. “You’re adorable, you know that?”“What? I’m being serious!” I snapped, heat rising to my cheeks. “I asked a question.”“And you’re too innocent,” he teased, his ey

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   117. Lighthouse (3)

    Cecil’s POVWhat started out as a harmless game turned into something else entirely. Jacob kept drinking, and each round pushed a little further—his dares getting bolder, his questions sharper, more daring. I wasn’t sure if he’d remember all of this tomorrow, but I was definitely planning to tease him if he did.And hell, since this was where we were headed, I might as well lean into it. Own it.“My turn again,” I said, eyes locked on his. “Truth or dare?”“Dare,” he replied without hesitation—again.Of course. That’s all he’s been choosing lately. Time to up the sta

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   116. Lighthouse (2)

    Cecil’s POV“Why not both?” I dared, my voice filled with challenge. Jacob’s smirk deepened, amused and intrigued.Little did he know, I had a high tolerance for alcohol. It would take more than a few bottles to break me. If he planned to test my limits tonight… let’s see who’d end up surprising who.I watched as he knelt in front of the old fridge, pulling out a couple of frosted vodka bottles. “Damn, you’re prepared,” I said, one brow lifting.He let out a low chuckle. “I was planning to renovate this place and stay here. That’s why I had the maids clean it up and load the fridge with booze. I hate being in the main villa—too much noise

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   115. Lighthouse (1)

    I downed another sip, hoping the alcohol would knock me out. Sleep hadn’t come easy since Aria and I were forced out of the Crimson Claw Pack.We’ve both been restless and haunted. She’s been through hell, and I’ve watched her carry it in silence until Chairman Mason came along. There’s a different kind of light in her now. I just pray it doesn’t burn her.As for me… I don’t even know what the hell to do with Jacob.My mate.Too perfect. Too patient. Too damn good to be true.He interrupted my drinking, and now the sleep I was chasing has vanished completely. I won’t lie, I’m glad he showed up. But part of me still holds back. Hesitates. 

  • Saving My Rejected Mate   114. Only Need to Feel

    After the party ended, Sam and Cecil’s parents retired to their rooms, worn from the long day. But Cecil stayed behind by the bonfire, barefoot in the sand, and a little too quiet.Waves whispered behind her, but none of it calmed the storm inside. She cracked open another can of beer and took a long pull, swallowing until it was half gone. The alcohol burned, but not enough to drown her thoughts.Her family was finally whole again… and yet she couldn't stop thinking of Aria. Of Aria's parents, still imprisoned, still suffering.“Wow,” came a voice from behind, smooth and teasing. “My mate can drink a lot like me, we will surely get along.”Cecil didn’t turn around. “Leave me alone, Jacob. I want to be alone tonight

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