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024-Hate

Author: Gracious Ink
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-13 23:15:08

Ember's POV

I slowly moved my body, the cold altar biting into my skin. But it didn't numb the sensations in my body no….it was the kind that slowly crept into your lungs, bones, subconscious mind…..until you can't tell the difference between hotness and coldness anymore.

But still, I laid there, my wrists bruised and scraped against the raw, stony wall, my thighs still parted in humiliation, my cum still dripping, leaking from between my thighs where Zane had used me as he pleased without any penetration and left like nothing happened.

He didn't even spare me any words or look back, no….he walked away as usual, like I meant nothing.

But then again, his scent still lingered in my nostrils, bitter, still sickening and at the same time intoxicating. My mouth was parted slightly apart, sore. And my jaws, it ached from how hard he had gripped it.

But the worst part of it all wasn't anything I was feeling now, no. It wasn't his scent or the slick between my legs, no…..it was the silen
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    Ember's POV I woke with my body still aching. Every muscle, every bruise, every bite mark reminded me of the night before. My thighs rubbed together and a sharp ache pulsed between them, making me limp slightly when I swung my legs off the bed. The collar was still tight around my throat, cool against my skin, and I hated how it felt like both a cage and a leash. Magnus would be smug about this. He would think Zane had broken me down into his obedient little pet.Zane was already awake, sitting by the edge of the bed, bare chest glistening faintly in the pale morning light. He didn’t look at me right away. He looked cold, detached, like last night hadn’t happened, like he wasn’t the same man who had buried himself inside me until I forgot my own name.I forced myself to act the part. Magnus wanted me to be nothing more than Zane’s property, so I bent into it. I poured water into a cup and brought it to him, lowering my head slightly the way a servant would. My hands shook a little, p

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    Ember's POV I moaned under my breath, turning in my sleep to the light that shone so brightly on my face, as though about me make me blow blind. The sheets underneath my skin felt familiar, although soaked in my own sweat. Every inch of my body ached painfully, making me wince in pain once again. Thankfully, the wounds on my ribs was slowly healing, although as a normal wolf it should have healed completely. But I wasn't normal, no. Not after what I had been put through after returning back to the hellhound pack house. When I tried to shift my body, my thighs subconsciously clenched tightly, making shiver or arludal run down my spine. And my throat? The skin was raw, filled with bite and kiss marks and unspoken promises and I still reeked of his scent mixed with sweat, Zane's. As I tried to get up, the soreness I felt between my legs made my thoughts drift back. Two nights ago was a night I could not forget in a hurry, no. It reminded me of memories I didn't mind reliving for

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    Zane's POV“She's not healing properly….” I replied. “Her wounds are still open, weak as fuck and useless even in a fight with a little child. But….she still refuses to break” As I said those words, the room seemed to grow deadly silent, I saw as Magnus slightly raised a brow, but he said nothing. But then, Lucien finally broke the silence with a scoff. “Kill her if she's that useless, then” I clenched my fists tightly in anger but managed to play it cool. “I have a much better idea on what to do with her” I spoke up, my voice calm. That seemed to get Magnus's attention because the next second, he leaned in forward, his fingers slowly tapping the edge of the table. “Please…..do share it with us” “Hand her over to me permanently” I spoke up, half smiling inside of me. My plan seemed to be working. “Let her serve only me as master” Kaela frowned. “And why should we do that? What's she going to be to you? Your pet” “Call it whatever you want….” I replied with a slight shrug. “Dog

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