Cole's POV3rd FlashbackAnd there it was, the expression I’d been waiting to see.Her face lost its color, her eyes widened with disbelief, and panic flashed in her expression. I raised my chin.Yes. This is what I wanted to see on her face. Now maybe she’d finally realize I’m her Alpha and learn how to talk to me properly.Seeing her frozen like that made a part of me soften, but I knew I couldn’t let her go just like that. So I pressed, “Accept the rejection.”I expected her to beg, to fall on her knees and cling to my leg, pleading with me not to end things. I wanted her to promise obedience. But her next words were nothing like I expected.“You betrayed me.”Still not apologizing. Still not remorseful.What an infuriating woman. Fine. Let’s see how long that bravado of hers lasts.“We don’t have all day. Accept my rejection. From now on, we’ll have nothing to do with each other.”Surely she’d come to her senses once she realized I meant it… right?But to my utter disbelief, her l
Cole’s POV *Flashback 2 The rest of that day was history. I fucked her like Kylie’s old man probably never did. I fucked her so hard she couldn’t even speak. I had know what exactly drove me: whether it was revenge on Kylie, or the thrill that I was screwing her stepmother right on her matrimonial bed. Or maybe… maybe I just hadn’t had good pussy since Kylie started denying me sex. Whatever it was, I lost control. I rammed into her like she belonged to me. Bent her over, her mouth open, drooling like she’d lost all sense. Her eyes rolling back with pleasure, gasping my name like my whore. I spread her legs and placed them on my shoulder, driving my hips in as far as it could go. A part of me wished Kylie would walk in and find us. But another part of me didn’t want the fun to end. And from that moment on, we banged each other whenever we could. Even after I got back together with Kylie, a part of me wouldn't let a woman as perfect as Lucy go. I figured it was better to own
Cole's POV *FLASHBACK Before I met Lucy, I thought Kylie was everything. Kylie was beautiful, confident and smart, and had that wild girl aura that could pull any man, but she's mine only. The warriors secretly talked about her, either the way she talked or laughed, and each one of them was always left entranced. They wanted to dominate her, all of them, but once again, she's only submissive to me. Or is she? Most times, she has too many opinions on things. She wouldn’t even listen to me if it's not what she wanted. Arguments came so easily with her that I was always left frustrated. One night, after a fight over something stupid — which was her catching me watching p**n, she instantly got angry. I mean, you are denying me sex with the excuse you're exhausted after practicing your new dance, and when I went to watch p**n to pleasure myself, you got angry and threw me out of your room, shutting the door. I stood there in front of her door, gritting my teeth while feeling extremel
His eyes narrowed as he stared at me. "Sixty-first, and you're already trembling like a wet chicken. Your endurance is laughable, Miss Kylie." The people around us broke into laughter, and I couldn't help but grit my teeth. At this point, I could barely feel my legs. Every squat sent a jolt of pain through my knees, and each bend and rise I made felt as if my joints would break. "Mr. Barkov." I watched as Lucy left Cole's embrace, swaying her hips as she approached the trainer. He glanced at her. She played with her hair coyly, her eyelashes fluttering slowly. "Why don't my sister and I practice instead? Since this seems to be too tough for her, I'm sure sparring with me would help. What do you think?" My eyes widened. No, I wouldn't allow that to happen. I couldn't shift since my wolf was gone, but the last thing I wanted is for others to find out. Losing your wolf is like losing your leg. I absolutely can't let them find out. I took a deep breath and quickly said,
Kylie’s POVI reached the pack grounds and made a quick stop at my house.There was no way I could train in my dress. I was already late; the last thing I wanted was to be singled out for dressing like I was attending a ball. I sprinted to my room, got out of the dress, and reached for my usual joggers and sweatshirt. But my hand froze halfway to the drawer.Suddenly, I had another idea. Smirking, my eyes drifted toward the back of my closet. I dug through the hangers and pulled out the black biker shorts I’d bought months ago on a trip to the human city. I'd planned to wear them with a cream BBL jacket, the same combo that made Cole get a nosebleed the first time he saw me in it. He’d practically begged me not to wear it again, muttering something about it being "too tight," “too hot,” and “too tempting.” In the end, I conceded. Where is he now, anyway? This happened just a month ago. A part of me couldn't help but wondered since when he had been screwing Lucy.I pulled on the bi
Kylie's POV"Ding dong, ding dong."I woke up with a frown, the chiming of my phone vibrating somewhere beneath the pillow.Groaning, I reached out blindly, my fingers fumbling until I found the device.The bright screen stung my eyes. Once they adjusted, I saw tons of unread messages from my best friend.[Are you okay?] 8:12 PM[Where did you run off to?] 8:12 PM[I can't find you anywhere. You're not at home either?] 8:30 PM[Just respond, will you?] 8:30 PM[Ky, it's okay. That man doesn't deserve you, so don't let him weigh you down. Thank the goddess you saw his true character early.] 8:31 PM[Come back, will you?] 8:31 PM[Good morning, Ky. Are you coming back? Training will start soon.] 11:00 AMThere were also several missed calls from her.I sighed, staring at the ceiling.Memories from the day before rushed back, my head pounding like a drumline: the proposal, the rejection, my wolf, the bar, the whiskey, the hotel room, Cole's dad... the kiss...What next?I couldn't rememb