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55: First attack: Never going to be light
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2026-03-27 21:14:09
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The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 58: Casualties
MarvinI turned toward my room far faster than I intended, my steps uneven with the weight pressing down on my chest, as I crashed onto my usual spot by the window. My arms settled heavily against the frame, one draped over it while the other dipped into my pant pockets, gripping nothing but tension.What the hell was wrong with me, and why was it so difficult to even form a single clear thought without Rita forcing her way in somehow, flooding every inch of my mind again?How did I become this version of myself, someone who could barely summon the slightest care or emotion for anyone else, yet was relentlessly consumed by the very same woman?The very same lady… I vowed to deal with so greatly that death would be far away from. The very one I had brutally fucked on three occasions.And now, I have better and most important details that were so crucial and detrimental to the pack, yet my mind couldn't yet settle on those details without constantly drifting toward one person.‘That’s b
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 57: Still searching
RitaThe room felt too calm, too soothing, too safe that I didn’t even allow myself to dwell on the uneasy feelings and creeping doubts trying to slip in after Beta Renz had left.I found my arms curled deeper into the duvet, the fabric soft and almost unreal beneath my palms. I glanced back at the window, then slowly toward the bookshelves arranged neatly in the room. A quiet chuckle escaped me before I could stop it, my gaze lingering there longer than necessary.I loved reading books, and usually took some… or rather slipped some from her room each time I cleaned it. But I made sure to be discreet and would return them whenever I was done reading them.Becky didn’t really have good books that interested me, except a few novels she never truly opened the pages of. And since I wasn’t allowed to leave the house except for errands, not allowed to attend school or receive any form of proper education, I clung to the little freedom I had, oftentimes, reading through the books I secretly
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 56: Rush of Emotions
RitaI'm still in this large bed that's just too soft,like something crafted out of illusion rather than reality. My eyes keep roaming, slowly scanning every inch of the vast space around me, drifting toward the golden curtains glowing under the fading evening light. The way that faint light seeps into the room through the wide window… it blends so effortlessly, almost shyly, like something ordinary trying too hard to appear natural.Everything about this room feels too perfect. Too calm. Too unreal.The way the silky mattress beneath me feels like a dangerous kind of comfort, like a fantasy that shouldn't exist, yet somehow does. Every second that ticked pretended to be normal, except that…Except… this wasn't normal. My life, my thoughts, and every damn turn in my life, it couldn't have been normal, yet even when it felt like there was finally light at the end of the tunnel and… bang, it turned cruelly, raging into nothing but those dark paths.Those thoughts almost made my arms c
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 55: First attack: Never going to be light
MarvinBack in my room, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that this wasn’t just coincidence. It sat wrong in my chest, heavy and unrelenting. How could we suddenly have an attack in Silvermoon, right at the borders, and still have no trace, no identity, no presence, of whoever dared to cross into our territory?When I had paced the entire northern border earlier, I didn’t pick up a single scent. Nothing. No lingering trace, no foreign smell, nothing that could suggest rogues or outsiders. It wasn’t even that they were subtle, it was worse. It was like they didn’t exist at all.I didn't catch any scent, or any dead body, or any blood, yet we were attacked. Two of my warriors were badly wounded and currently at the pack clinic, and I'm not sure they would survive either.It sounded strange in a way and still unsettling. When I had stared at Rita through that window, Kendrick was howling violently in my head and almost surfaced, and the reason I had left the window. Something shifted in m
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 54: His presence 2
“Mind opening your eyes?” His voice came again, softer this time, yet filled with insistence, pulling faintly at my consciousness.I stirred at the sound, my body responding sluggishly, and this time, I forced myself to blink. But the sudden brightness that flooded my vision was overwhelming, sharp and blinding, forcing my eyes shut again almost instantly.A faint humming sound reached my ears, low and distant, followed by the sensation of something damp pressing gently against my forehead. This time, it wasn’t cold. It carried a slight warmth… no, not just warmth… something deeper, something comforting, as another layer of heat wrapped around it.I felt it.I craved it.It was so dear, so strangely alluring, that it sank deep into me, curling into places I didn’t even realize had been aching. And without realizing it, I forced my eyes open again, slower this time, blinking repeatedly as I tried to adjust to the brightness that filled the room.Shapes began to form.Blurred outlines s
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 53: Music to my ears
RitaThe guards held me bound, securing me in place even after Alpha Marvin left the room.Something in the atmosphere unsettled me, charged as the room felt tense, with the elders still seated. Their hateful glares filled me and swept around my body, and somehow it unsettled me, in ways I can't fully explain.But I refused to show it. I wouldn’t give them that satisfaction. I wouldn’t let them see how deeply it affected me. I was innocent of whatever crime I was accused of, and somehow, something told me they knew I was, but because of their deep-rooted hatred and the believe that I was a curse among them, they had decided to judge me wrongly.Just anything to end my very existence. The realization weighted heavier on my chest, making something inside me to crack violently.The guards didn’t release my wrists either. They didn’t move an inch. They stood there like statues, their hold firm and merciless, as though I were nothing more than a prisoner cursed to remain under the weight
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