LOGINWhen Lyla threatens her Alpha's authority, she doesn't expect him to banish her from the pack. But he does, and only moments after stepping outside her door, someone attacks her and leaves her for dead. And then the Alpha of her rival pack arrives. But instead of finishing her off, he saves her . . . even though it's against the law. Now they're both in danger. But they can't seem to stay away from each other.
View MoreNakatitig ako sa singsing na kanyang binigay. Kumikinang ito at sobrang ganda kabaliktaran sa relasyon naming dalawa. Unti unti nang nawawala ang respeto at walang araw na hindi kami nag-aaway. Kahit dinudurog ang aking puso ay nagawa ko pa ring tanggalin ang singsing mula sa aking daliri. Pigil na pigil ko ang aking luha habang dahan-dahan ko itong nilalapag sa lamesa.
“Ayoko na. . .” bulong ko.
Nag-angat ako ng tingin sa kanya at kitang kita ko ang gulat sa kanyang mga mata. Lumipat ang kanyang tingin sa akin at sa singsing. Ilang beses siyang umiling.
“No, no, no! Love, please huwag naman ganito.” Aniya at tumayo sa pagkakaupo.
I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying. I need to do this. I’m tired. I am finally awake and I am not blind anymore to see the red flags. Eight years. I suffered for eight fucking years because I love him so much. I gave him so many chances because I thought that he will change. But he didn’t until I get tired of it.
“I am giving back that ring not because I don’t love you anymore but because we need to end this.” My voice is now shaking.
Nilapitan niya ‘ko at hinawakan ang aking kamay. “Love. . .”
Nag-angat ako ng tingin sa kanya. Ang kanyang mga mata ay namumula. Tuloyang tumulo ang aking luha nang lumuhod siya sa harap ko. “A-anong gusto mong gawin ko? Love, please. Huwag ganito,” nagmamakaawa niyang sabi sa akin.
Umiling ako nang umiling. “Let’s end this, Yhel. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with you! Ilang taon akong nagtiis at ilang beses kitang pinatawad kasi akala ko babalik sa akin ‘yong dating Aziel na m-minahal ko,” tuloyan nang nabasag ang aking boses. Mahirap para sa ‘kin na gawin ito pero kailangan.
Hinawakan niya ang kamay ko habang umiiyak at nakaluhod sa harap ko. Ang bigat sa dibdib. Sobrang sakit pero mas lalo lang kaming magkakasakitan kung ipagpapatuloy naming dalawa ang relasyong ‘to.
“P-please, love, one last chance! Last chance. I’ll be good. Please, huwag mo ‘kong iwan.”
Walang tigil sa pagbagsak ang aking mga luha. Nahihirapan na ‘kong huminga dahil parang dinaganan ng malaking bato ang dibdib ko. “Y-yhel, I gave you so many chances before because I thought that you will change for good! Walong taon akong nabulag at naniwala sa mga pangako mo na hindi mo na ‘ko sasaktan! Na aayusin mo na ‘yong buhay mo pero napapagod din ako, Yhel! Nauubos din ako!” I screamed.
“Aayusin ko na naman talaga, eh. Aayusin ko na, love. Pero bakit ka nakikipaghiwalay sa akin? Malapit na ‘yong kasal natin, oh! Michelle, malapit na!”
Napahagulgol ako. Walang tigil sa pagtulo ang aking luha na para bang isang gripo. “Kaya mas pinili kong makipaghiwalay sa ‘yo nang maaga kasi baka pagdating ng kasal natin walang Michelle na dumating! Hindi mo ba ‘ko naiintindihan?! Napapagod na ‘ko! Nauubos na ‘ko! Marami akong sinakripisyo para sa relasyong ‘to kasi mahal kita! Wala nang natira sa akin, Yhel! Binigay ko sa ‘yo lahat pero hindi mo ba nakikita na nagkakasakitan na tayong dalawa?!”
I am thankful because I was able to love him, but I need to save myself. I ignored the opportunities. I sacrifice my dream because he doesn’t want me to be far away from him, and I was too attached to him to the point that I became blind and deaf because the only thing that matters to me is . . . him.
LYLAThe force of Kalen's grip leaves bruises on my hips, but I am too consumed by the pleasure he is giving me to care. His tongue is rough and unrelenting against my skin, his fingers knowing exactly how to curl and stroke inside me.I feel his fangs graze the inside of my thigh—just a threat, not a bite—and the fear of it, the knowledge that he could draw blood and mark me forever, makes me wetter, makes me want to dare him to do it. My head snaps back involuntarily and I groan, deep and ugly, the sound echoing around the tiny, battered walls of his bedroom. I don’t care who hears. Let the whole block know. Let the entire Nightshade pack wake up to the proof that I belong to him, and he belongs to me.He drags his nails along the outside of my thighs, forcing my knees wider, and then switches tactics—tongue flicking fast and light over my clit until I’m ga
LYLAHe’s gasping now, every inhale broken, wet, almost sobbing. His eyes are blown wide open, the icy blue gone hazy and fractured at the edges, and he’s looking at me like I’m the only goddamn thing holding him to this earth. His lips part in a soundless plea, and he’s begging, not even sure what for—release, maybe, or forgiveness, or just the touch of another body to prove he’s not alone in this hell.I lean in and bite his lower lip, enough to draw blood if he shifts wrong, and he shudders so hard I nearly lose my grip. Instead I tighten it, drag my hand up and down his shaft with a slow, savage certainty, until I feel him start to break beneath me. I keep my eyes on his face, because I want to see it—the split-second when the armor fails, when the control is gone and there’s nothing left but desperation.And there it is: his head tips b
LYLAI smooth the cloth over a shallow gash on his palm, watching his skin twitch under the touch. “Liar. You came back because you wanted someone to pull you out of it.”He stiffens but doesn’t push me away. “I’m not sure I deserve it.”“That’s not your decision.” I toss the rag aside, grab another. “You didn’t choose the curse. You didn’t choose any of this.”He’s silent, but I feel him watching now, the weight of his gaze circling my face like a tether.I set the cloth down and take his chin in my hand. He’s never been more beautiful to me than he is now, ugly and broken and mine.“You’re not your father,” I say, making each word a punch. “And you’re not going to lose yourself. Not while I&r
LYLA“Then we break it together,” I say, low and certain, my mouth right above the wound. “That’s the only way forward. Cassie told me about the ritual.”His eyes snap up, confusion written in the cramped lines at their corners. “What are you talking about?” he says. The words are sharp but the voice behind them is desperate. Maybe he thinks I’m delirious, or that I’m yanking at fantasy the way a dog yanks at a leash, but I don’t care.“The Blood Moon Binding,” I whisper, holding his gaze, daring him to deny me.He turns away, losing interest. “That’s nothing but a fairy tale.”“It’s real. It could break the curse, Kalen. Make it…legal. Or at least survivable for us.”He gives a brittle laugh, the k
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