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CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
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EMMELINEI woke up nestled in Darius’s arms, warm and content. A blush crept up my neck and I felt shy. It wasn't like this was the first time we'd woken up like this, but still…For a moment, I let myself just exist there, tangled up with him, my body sore in all the best ways.Then I made the mistake of looking up.He was watching me. Smirking."Ugh," I groaned, burying my face against his chest. "You’re a creep. How long have you been awake?""Long enough to appreciate the view," he teased, his voice a low, lazy rumble.I swatted his arm. "That’s disturbing."His grin widened. "No, it’s not. It’s endearing.""Says the man literally watching me drool in my sleep.""You don’t drool," he murmured, brushing a finger along my jaw. "But you do make these little sighing noises when you’re dreaming. Kind of adorable.”"So you like watching me sleep?" I asked, peeking up at him through my lashes.He simply nodded, his expression turning serious.I narrowed my eyes at him. "You are way too i
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DARIUSMy shoes clicked against the marble floor, each step echoing my growing unease. What the hell was Great Aunt Mildred doing here? The woman was a walking, talking disaster zone, and the last thing I needed was her anywhere near Emmeline.I rounded the corner into the foyer and there she was—she dressed like she’d raided a clown’s closet. And next to her… a girl. Young. Like, really young.“Darius!” Mildred shrieked, engulfing me in a hug that smelled strongly of lavender and mothballs. “My boy! It’s been such a long time!”Long time? We saw each other last year at Christmas. I swear, the woman’s memory is shorter than my… patience.“When I saw you last, you were just a boy!” she continued, squeezing me tighter. I could feel my ribs protesting.I peeled her off me, forcing a smile. "Aunt Mildred. This is… a surprise."She beamed, all wrinkles and rouge. "Isn't it? And this is Olivia, my granddaughter.”Olivia offered a shy smile and a small "Hello." She looked like she’d just
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DARIUSI glared at Great Aunt Mildred across the dining table, feeling my patience thinning with every second.The old woman had insisted on this dinner, and now I was stuck here, watching her chew like she was savoring my suffering.I had no idea what Emmeline was up to, but I hoped she was enjoying her freedom while I was trapped here. The longer Mildred was here, the more my anxiousness would grow. "This will soon be a regular thing," Aunt Mildred announced, dabbing her lips with a napkin. "Family dinners. Just like the good old days."I coughed. "We were never a family that had dinners together.""Nonsense." She waved her hand dismissively. "And once you're married, you'll appreciate them even more."I set my fork down and met her gaze. "I'm not getting married."Silence.Mildred looked like I'd just told her I planned to live in a cave and survive on tree bark.Then came the voice I’d been trying to ignore all night."Then why do you have a concubine?"I snapped my head toward O
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EMMELINEMy breath hitched. My blood ran cold. Darius’s great-aunt, that wrinkled prune of a woman, stared at me like I was a particularly interesting bug. “Something about her looks… different,” she croaked, her old hoarse. Different how? My heart raced. I’d masked my scent like usual. Had she sniffed me out, like that old doctor?Fear coiled in my gut. My heart hammered against my ribs. Was my Lycan secret about to blow up in my face?“Different? She looks exactly the same,” Darius snapped, stepping in front of me like a protective wall. Thank the Goddess for his quick retort. The old woman shook her head, her eyes still boring into me. She actually reached out a hand, trying to touch my face. I flinched back, disgust twisting my features. "Her features are… sharper,” the aunt insisted. “And she smells… peculiar."Seriously? Peculiar? What did Lycans smell like to these people anyway? Wet dog? Burnt toast? I desperately hoped I smelled more like the scent I had practical
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-22Sold To The Feral Alpha CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
EMMELINEUgh. This day started off on the wrong freakin' foot and just kept nosediving. I woke up starving, ready to demolish a stack of pancakes, only to find my breakfast…gone. Vanished. Poof.Either eaten or tossed in the trash. Nobody seemed to know, or care, which. The empty plate just sat there mocking me.My first suspect? Olivia, of course. That girl has been a thorn in my side since she arrived.I marched right up to her, not even bothering to put on a fake smile. “Did you have anything to do with my missing breakfast?”She gave me this condescending sneer, the kind that makes you want to punch a wall. “Please, Molly. You’re way too irrelevant for me to waste my time on.”The urge to slap that smirk off her face was strong. But I held back. For now. “Fine,” I muttered, heading to the kitchen. “More for me, then.” I told the cook to whip me up something else, trying to ignore the simmering rage in my belly.But things just escalated. Hours later, I went to grab my clothes
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EMMELINEFinally. Good riddance to Olivia and her batty grandmother. Now that they were gone, Darius and I could finally get back to business.I knocked twice on Darius’s door before pushing it open. No point waiting—he was expecting me.He sat behind his massive desk, looking far more relaxed than he had in days. His dark hair was slightly tousled, and for the first time in a while, there was no tension in his shoulders. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was actually in a good mood."Sit," he said, gesturing toward the chair opposite him.I settled into the plush seat, crossing my legs as I studied him.“I’m happy they’re gone,” he admitted, a genuine smile playing on his lips.I let out a breath, nodding. “Me too. Your aunt was terrifying and I was so scared she’d figure out the truth.” His lips twitched in amusement. “She’s certainly something.”“She was a lot, but Olivia? Ugh. That girl could make a saint throw a punch.”Darius chuckled, a rare, low sound that sent an unfamilia
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EMMELINEWe pulled up to the supposed camp. It looked… deserted. Like nothing more than a patch of overgrown trees and tangled underbrush. Darius glanced at me, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes.“This is it?” he asked, his voice low.Ironically, the fact that there was no sign of life convinced me this was the place. If they were trying to stay hidden, they’d do a damn good job of it.“Yeah, this is it,” I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt. My stomach churned. "Let's go."We got out of the car, the silence of the forest pressing in on us. Each crunch of leaves under our feet sounded amplified, like a gunshot in the stillness. We walked for a few minutes, deeper into the trees. Then I heard something snap. A twig. Small, but unmistakable.“They’re here,” I whispered to Darius, my heart suddenly hammering against my ribs.He frowned, scanning the trees. “I don’t see anyone.”“They can see us,” I replied, my voice tight. The hairs on the back of my neck prickled. We
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DARIUSI watched as Emmeline jumped into Sylas' arms, her tears streaming down her face. Like everyone else, I was shocked, but not as much as I was when I found out what really happened on the day of the attack. It was her mating ceremony, and she was supposed to be with some guy named Jonas Sharpe. Who, by the way, is apparently Sylas' brother.No wonder she looked like she was walking on broken glass the second we got here. Had her restlessness earlier been because of some resurfacing memories? My mind was racing with questions, but I kept my cool, observing the reunion between Emmeline and Sylas."I never thought I'd see you again," Sylas said, his voice choked with emotion. He held Emmeline so tight, like he was afraid she’d disappear. Emmeline pulled back a little, wiping tears from her eyes. "Me too."Sylas loosened his grip just enough to look at her, his eyes searching hers. “How… how did you end up here?”Emmeline hesitated, taking a deep breath. "It's a long story."Sylas
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★▪︎EMMELINE▪︎★We headed back towards the house. My easy mood was definitely gone now. Visitors. From another pack. Claiming to check on my health but probably really wanting to see the 'hybrid mother’ and the 'unprecedented' baby, and maybe sniff around the estate while they were at it. Great. Just what I needed. More eyes on me. More questions. More feeling like a specimen under a microscope.We found them in the large sitting room. Two women, dressed in fine clothes that looked like they cost more than I used to make in a year, were sitting primly on a sofa, sipping tea. They stood as we entered, their movements smooth and practiced."Luna Emmeline," the taller one said, smiling brightly. Her smile didn't quite reach her eyes. "And Alpha Darius. Thank you for receiving us on such short notice.""Freya, Zoey," Darius said, giving them a polite nod. "Thank you for coming. This is Emmeline.""It's a pleasure to meet you, Luna," the other woman, Zoey, said. She was slightly shorter, wi
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★▪︎EMMELINE▪︎★The morning sun felt like a warm blanket as I stepped outside onto the stone path. It had been a while since I just... walked. Really walked, not just dragging my feet around a room or down a hallway. My legs felt a little shaky, like they'd forgotten how to work properly after so much time spent either passed out or confined to bed. Darius was beside me and his presence was solidly comforting. He kept his pace slow, matching mine without making a big deal out of it, which I appreciated. The garden was more beautiful than I remembered, manicured and bursting with color – vibrant roses, neat hedges, little fountains bubbling softly. It was peaceful, almost ridiculously so, after the chaos of the past few weeks. But honestly, I was just happy to breathe the fresh air without feeling like I was about to collapse or be attacked. It felt like a small victory."Feeling better?" Darius asked gently. He glanced down at me, his eyes full of a quiet concern that made my chest ach
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★▪︎EMMELINE▪︎★The first thing I noticed was the dull ache in my body, a stark contrast to the searing fire that had consumed me for what felt like an eternity. I was in bed, the sheets cool against my skin. The room was dim, the kind of light that happens just before dawn or late in the evening. I blinked slowly, letting my eyes adjust.Then I saw him. Darius. Asleep beside the bed, slumped over with his head resting near my hand, his fingers still loosely intertwined with mine. He looked exhausted, lines etched around his eyes. I could see faint scratches along his neck, little red marks that hadn't been there before. My heart squeezed. He’d stayed. He’d been here the whole time.I just watched him for a bit, quiet, letting the reality sink in. I wasn't burning anymore. The pain was there, a dull throb in my muscles and bones, but it was manageable. It felt… normal. Like the soreness after a long ride, not the agony of my body trying to consume itself.Slowly, carefully, I pushed my
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★DARIUS’ POV★My gut twisted tighter with every second Anastasia worked. She moved fast, thank the goddess, her hands a blur as she crushed herbs, mixing them into some kind of paste, then adding liquid. It felt like an eternity, though. Every rasping breath Emmeline took, every weak tremor that still ran through her tiny body was a hammer blow to my chest. Hurry, damn it. Please, just hurry.Finally, Anastasia held up a small, dark vial. "It's ready," she said, her voice calm but her eyes holding a flicker of urgency that mirrored my own fear.I knelt beside the cot, my heart in my throat. Gently, so damn gently, I lifted Emmeline's head, supporting the fragile weight with my hand. Her skin was still too pale, her lips almost blue. Anastasia carefully brought the vial to her mouth.The first few drops went down, and Emmeline coughed, a weak, pathetic sound that tore right through me. My jaw tightened. Swallow, Em. Please, just swallow. Anastasia waited patiently, then tried again. Th
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★EMMELINE’S POV★My head felt like it was stuffed with cotton, heavy and distant. Every breath was a struggle, a shallow, rattling thing that didn't seem to bring enough air. I was floating, drifting somewhere between here and... well, somewhere else. Somewhere quiet and dark. It felt peaceful, in a terrifying sort of way. Like I was letting go."Emmeline? Stay with me. Please."Sylas. His voice. It sounded tight, strained, like he was trying not to break. I wanted to answer, to tell him I was trying, but my tongue felt thick and useless. I managed a small, weak squeeze of the hand he was holding. His grip tightened instantly, almost painfully."She's fading, Sylas," a softer voice said. Anastasia. The healer. I could feel her cool fingers on my wrist, checking my pulse. "The damage... it's spreading faster than I can counter it without the proper herbs."Fading. Yeah, that felt about right. Like a candle sputtering out. The pain was a dull throb now, constant and heavy, but almost se
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★DARIUS★Hours. It had been damn hours. My body screamed with every step, every bend, every time I had to push aside a thorny branch that clawed at my already torn clothes and skin. The Crying Woods lived up to its name; the wind seemed to moan through the trees, and the shadows felt heavy, pressing down on me. And for what? Nothing. I hadn't found a damn thing.My eyes scanned the forest floor, blurry with exhaustion and pain. Silver plants, they said. Surrounded by thorny roots. Sounded like something out of a twisted fairytale, and right now, I felt less like a prince on a quest and more like a broken-down mule lost in a maze.I stumbled, catching myself on a tree trunk, the rough bark scraping my cheek. "Son of a bitch," I muttered, leaning my forehead against the cool wood. My lungs burned, my muscles felt like they were tearing, and the dull ache in my ribs was a constant reminder of the fight I'd barely survived. This was insane. I was running on fumes and sheer, unadulterated
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★DARIUS' POV★The air tasted like blood and dirt, thick and metallic. This bastard, this rogue Alpha, was fast, I'll give him that. He came at me, claws out, a snarling mess of muscle and rage. My own snarl ripped from my throat, a low rumble that promised pain. He swiped, a blur of grey fur. I ducked under it, the wind of his miss whipping past my ear. Instinct took over. My jaws snapped shut, finding purchase on his hind leg. God, the feel of tearing muscle and sinew... it sent a jolt of brutal satisfaction through me. I yanked hard.He howled, a sound that was music to my ears, stumbling, off-balance. That was my chance. Don't hesitate. Never hesitate. I surged upward, putting everything into it. My claws raked across his face. I felt the warm, wet spray of blood, heard his shriek of agony as one eye was taken. Good. Let him see what happens when you cross me.He didn't back down though. Credit where it's due, the son of a bitch had guts. His rage doubled, making him sloppy, predic
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★DARIUS’ POV★Damn, that place was even worse than the stories. The Crying Woods… they weren’t kidding with the name. The air hung thick and heavy, clinging to my skin like a shroud. It reeked of stale blood, rot, and something else… despair, maybe? Twisted trees clawed at the perpetually grey sky, their branches like skeletal fingers. It was unnervingly quiet in some ways, but the silence was punctuated by sounds that made the hairs on my arms stand up – distant growls echoing through the suffocating woods, the rustle of unseen things in the undergrowth.And the eyes. Glowing pairs of them, tracking me from the deepest shadows. Yellow, green, cold pinpricks of hate watching my every step. The rogues. They said rogues were just mindless beasts, driven mad by isolation. Bullshit. Those bastards were smart, cunning. They were hunting me, I could feel it. Packs of them, flanking me, testing my path, waiting for an opening.Being alone sucked right then, made every shadow seem like a thre
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★EMMELINE’S POV★I woke up slowly, the dull ache in my body a familiar companion now. But something else felt wrong. Deeper. Colder. I reached out instinctively, my hand searching the space beside me in the bed. Empty.Darius wasn’t there.That wasn’t unusual. He was the Alpha, always busy. But this felt different. The bond, the constant hum of his presence in the back of my mind, felt… distant. Like a faint whisper across a wide, empty space. Not gone, not broken, but stretched thin, strained.Panic, cold and sharp, pricked at me. I pushed myself up, ignoring the protest from my aching muscles. “Darius?” I called out, my voice raspy from sleep.No answer.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet finding the floor. I pulled on a robe quickly, my hands fumbling with the tie. Where was he? Why did the bond feel so… far away?I opened the door to our chambers. A maid was outside, tidying the hall.“Where is the Alpha?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.She curtsied. “Good
