Todos os capítulos de Death Wolf: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

She must be really special. I wonder if she is beautiful. A strange feeling erupts inside me. Was it jealousy. I don't know. Why will I feel envy,the idea itself is stupid? It's been 7 years now. We knew each other for only a few months. And then also he only used to lust over my body because of the bond. We just fucked. I was the stupid one who fell in love with the first person who showed interest in me. I was so naive back then. He moved on a long time ago, and even found a lover. I wonder if he will remember my face when he will see me. " Hurry mom! Do something!" Logan's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. And I rush forward to see his pulse dropping. He keeps shaking his head saying just one thing. " Come back... please...come back....I am so ..sorry...." " Please forgive me....I beg...please" " I will do anything....no..... don't go...no ...stop.....noooooooooo!" " Stop it! You are hurting yourself!" I try to shake him to reality when suddenly

Zander's pov I was in a half conscious state. Failing to understand what was happening to me. It was my end, that was clear. But what I failed to understand was why I was seeing an angel before I even entered hell. And not just any angel. My angel. My butterfly. Her grey eyes were looking down,she looked busy doing something. Her fingers caress the wound on my chest. My eyes were shutting down, but I just wanted to stare at her a little longer. " Butterfly -?" I speak. In hope of having her grey eyes look at me just once. And they did. Her eyes flickered up to meet mine and I could die now. Fuc*! She is so beautiful. Was this even real. Where am I? With the little strength left in me. I just wanted to say one thing to her now that she is here. " I am so..rry butter-fly" She doesn't say anything. Unlike my usual hallucinations in which she is blabbering and smiling at me. Forgiving me and telling me not to blame myself. Her eyes stay emotionles

" It...it wasn't a dream. It was really you. Y..ou saved me?" Zander speaks in disbelief. Connecting the dots Sera just sighs, continuing to look at him bored, shrugging her shoulders. " Fuc* butterfly! You are alive and breathing! I thought you-" Not able to hide his happiness. He literally leaps on her to pull her in his embrace. Her warm body against his made him crazy with joy. He didn't know how to express himself. Placing one arm around her waist and the other behind her head, he dips his face in her hair. Holding her tightly, like his life was dependent on it. Tears of happiness were ready to spill from his eyes. His insides are filled with a state of euphoria which couldn't be described in words. " I can't believe this. I thought it was a dream. But no...you are actually here. You don't know how long I had waited for this butterfly..." " You have no ideas. " He keeps whispering in her ear. He lay his heart open to only hear her speak in a detached

She still refuses to show any emotion. Her fists beside her clenched. Eyes distant. " I told you the truth. I have nothing else to say. " Zander turns her around and leans closer to caress her cheek with the back of his knuckles. Admiring her soft skin under his fingers. His hot breath fans her lips and she does her best to show his touch no longer affected her. " Fine. If I was to even believe your stupid story for a second. Tell me...." His hand resting on her waist slides lower to reach her thighs and he dips his face in her neck to ask her in an ice cold tone. " Why you saved your virginity for me for 18 years of your life butterfly?." " You said you were together with some bastard for 3 years right? Why didn't you give your first time to him?" " If you loved him, why save it for me?" She looked shocked for a second. But she covers it up the next second. Meeting his eyes, she seethes. A fire burning in her eyes. " Because after meeting you. I realised I wa

Logan sat at the massive dining table, its sixteen chairs standing like silent sentinels around the countless dishes spread before him. Maids and butlers stood in a stiff line against the walls, their gazes trained, waiting for orders, while Zander ate silently. The faint clink of cutlery against his plate was the only sound breaking the heavy stillness.Zander’s sharp eyes flicked to the boy, who sat motionless, his plate untouched. Setting his knife down, Zander leaned back, his cold, commanding gaze narrowing on the boy."Kid."No response. Logan’s small frame remained tense, his brown eyes fixed blankly on the food in front of him."Logan."Startled, the boy jerked his head up, his moist eyes finally meeting Zander’s."What’s wrong? You don’t like the food?" Zander asked, his tone low but firm.Logan lowered his gaze again, his small hand gripping the fork tightly. "It’s fine," he mumbled, barely audible."Then eat. You must be hungry," Zander urged, a rare softness slipping into