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The Tribrid Alpha’s Nemesis 62: THE BOY WHO WANTED TO BE LOVED
DAXTON A few hours ago, I felt sick to my stomach. I felt so sick that I had to grab the closest bin to heave into because I wasn't sure I could make it to the toilet on time. The more I thought of what I'd just seen, the sicker I became. My head was spinning, my lungs straining for air. I didn't want to believe it. I feared that it would mean that my worst nightmare had come true. Skye. My Skye. She'd betrayed me. The CCTV footage was evidence enough. Just thinking of it made me feel dizzy. Tyrone handed me a bottle of water, and I took it from him with trembling hands, jamming the heel of my palm against my right eye. Even though I'd told Arya that I didn't mind if my people moved to the other side in search of greener pastures, a part of me had held on to the notion that there was a chance that they were truly on my side. And that maybe, I wasn't so despicable. This new discovery shouldn't have hit me too hard. But I was already paranoid enough about Arya meeting up with Ha
The Tribrid Alpha’s Nemesis 61: A DROWNING MAN
ARYA He released me, his eyes returning to their usual colour. I had so much to say, things to yell at him, insults to hurl at him and so much more. But when I saw the pained look on his face, I faltered. There was so much guilt and self-loathing in his eyes, it made my heart ache. He took a step backwards, running a trembling hand over his face. "I'm sorry...I wasn't...no...I didn't mean what I said..." he rasped, blinking rapidly. I rubbed my throat, eyeing him with confusion. His mood swings were undoubtedly becoming dangerous. "You really think apologizing is going to make it all better? You nearly strangled me to death!" I hissed, and he paled, shaking his head. "No...that's not..." His chest was heaving now, and he was trembling badly. Like he was... Like he was having a panic attack. "Shit," I cursed under my breath, moving towards him as he stumbled backwards, clutching at his chest. He was full-on hyperventilating at this point. I shouldn't have cared. I shoul
The Tribrid Alpha’s Nemesis 60: THE SOURCE OF YOUR MISFORTUNE
ARYA Something changed after our encounter with Theron. Daxton’s night terrors worsened and paranoia set in. He constantly gave off the aura of a haunted man, even now as I watched him type on his PC in his study. We hadn’t spoken much since that night. But he was constantly asking me to be around him as though he was afraid that I would vanish into thin air if I wasn’t. He was probably not thinking about the fact that the power of the moonstone had become volatile. And perhaps if I continued to hang around him, he would eventually get hurt. “Can’t get over how gorgeous I am?” He asked with a straight face, and I scoffed. At least his dry humour was still alive. “You wish.” His gaze flickered over to mine for a second before returning to the screen of his laptop. “Can you ask Sallie to get me…” His voice trailed off, and he shook his head. “Forget it.” There it was again. His paranoia. I let my gaze roam over his handsome face, and I couldn’t help but notice the tiredness
The Tribrid Alpha’s Nemesis 59: STAY WITH ME
DAXTON It was him. The cocky bastard I'd destroyed for good. At least, that's what I'd believed before now. Seeing him again filled my mind with memories so bitter I could literally taste the bile in my mouth. "You don't look so happy to see me." Theron drawled. "Why? Did you really believe you'd succeeded in burning me to ashes?" I inhaled through my nose, willing myself to stay calm. He obviously felt so much joy when it boiled down to mocking me. "What did you do to Arya?" I demanded and he shrugged. "Nothing much. I just… corrupted the power of the moonstone," he droned, and knots formed in my guts. "What?" I growled. He grinned. "She's literally become a time bomb. And when she detonates, she'll be taking you down. Isn't that what she was made for?" I snarled at him, rage boiling in my veins. But just before I could attack him, Arya grabbed my hand to stop me. I turned to look at her, my frown fading when I saw how fragile she looked. Strands of her hair stuck to her swea
The Tribrid Alpha’s Nemesis 58: EVEN THROUGH THIS MADNESS
ARYA It was too dark. Whatever was tied around my head was obstructing my vision, and it also caused a strain in my breathing. I'd regained consciousness a while ago, and I'd been trying to free myself from the too-tight restraints around my wrists and ankles. Thankfully, whoever had abducted me did not use silver restraints. They'd used ropes instead, sparing me the trouble of being poisoned by silver. I still couldn't believe that I'd been kidnapped right in Daxton's home. The culprit had to be an insider. There was no other plausible reason for this. I stiffened when I heard a door creak open, my senses alert. "Who's there?" I called out in a muffled voice, and the sound of steady footsteps reached my ears. Suddenly, the object on my face was ripped off. A gasp slipped out of my lips when I saw him. Bright green eyes and black hair... No, wait... In my mother's journal, was this the person she'd warned me about? The jerk had used a spell on me before. But why would he do tha
The Tribrid Alpha’s Nemesis 57: HIS WEAKNESS
ARYA His body caged mine, all heat and muscle and reckless power, and I wanted more. I needed more. I barely had time to breathe before he spun me around and pressed me against the cold wall. My palms braced against it, paint smearing under my fingers. He pulled me back by the hips and slammed into me, hard, a cry ripping from my throat. Gods, he felt too good. Too right. And I was so fucking tired of pretending that I didn't crave him. "Fuck—" he growled behind me, the sound of his deep voice making my toes curl. "You want it rough? You need to be ruined, don't you?" "Yes," I gasped, my voice shaking. "By you." There was no hesitation after that. No mercy. Only the brutal rhythm of his hips slamming into mine, each thrust knocking the breath from my lungs. I didn't want gentle. I wanted to feel everything. The burn. The stretch. Him. All of him. "You're mine," he growled, thrusting deep into my core. "Then take me," I breathed. "Fucking claim me, Daxton." And when
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