บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Killian's Human Mate: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

ERIKA'S POV The walls of the school library were vacant and silent, leaving my ears to pick up the sound of Liam's ragged breath and our lips smacking against each other. I disentangled from his hold just to catch a quick breath before engaging again. He held the globe of my ass as he bent his neck to perfectly strike my lips with his moist ones. "I love you so much," he groaned amidst the action. But at that moment, all my body wanted was just for him to show me how badly he wanted me. I slid off again and caught my breath as I looked into his eyes glistening with the same lust that glazed mine. "Erika," he pulled me close again to feel his body heat. His voice was a resigned whisper. "Liam," I managed to say. His grip on my waist was firm and I could swear I'd never felt more secure. He looked at my shirt which was on the next library table beside us. I had totally allowed him to remove it and make access for his lips to suck on my yearning nipples. "I want you badly," Li

ERIKA'S POV I woke up in cold sweat and quickly clutched my bedsheet to my chest. My heart throbbed heavily and my feet recklessly quaked. As if it had just happened a second ago, I touched the base of my neck immediately, where I had seen the werewolf bite me. But I wasn't on the floor bleeding to death, neither was I about to stab Killian with a knife. So it was just a nightmare after all? I breathed out thankfully that what I saw wasn't close to being a reality. That was probably one of my most terrifying nightmares, if not the most. I fell back on my pillow tired, my face to the ceiling, my eyes wide open, hoping not to drift back to sleep again and have another nightmare like this. But then, I did. My eyes became heavy again and I found myself succumbing to the call of sleep. Five minutes passed and I woke up again, everywhere felt quiet and different. I looked at my wristwatch, it was 9 am, about the usual time when Stacey filled the whole air with her high notes until Miss L

ERIKA'S POV All alone in my bathroom, I sobbed and sniffled. Cladded in shame, I buried my face into my palm as I sat on the toilet seat. So Liam was fake? So I was just used by him? I could swear I felt something for him at some point, but I never thought he had me under his manipulation. Everything about him was fake, even the innocent look he had on his face, even the moments he made me feel special. Even when I had pushed him away and he made me fall all over for him again. I thought he had found a reason to fall in love with me, but it was just a facade. How could I have not known? The memories kept flooding in, driving more tears out of my eyes. All those kisses, the way he made my body confess to him, the way he held my hand like he was scared to lose me... How could all that be fake? I traded the usual time I spent with Charles all for him. And only the heavens know how Charles had been feeling all that while. Assuming Milca and everyone else could remember him still, the

KILLIAN'S POV Ciro and I were lying with our backs on my roof, two bottles of beer between us as we peered emptily into the vastness of the starry night sky. "I wouldn't have stopped you from beating Sloane, you know," he turned and looked at me. I glanced at him for a second, then returned my gaze to the sky before taking a deep breath. "Why?" I asked impassively. "I spoke with Miss Loy and she told me everything that happened," he revealed. "I see. But it doesn't matter anymore. The deed has been done, and Sloane has been served what he brought upon himself," I said. "From now on, I'll keep a proper eye on Erika." "Yes. But still, don't make it look like you're caging her up. And don't make it look like you're judging her for what happened," he advised. "Dude," I groaned, lifting my bottle into the sky and gulping the last of its content. "I promised myself that I won't make her scared of me again. Things won't be the same between us for a while. But I know I'll get over the

ERIKA'S POV Killian wasn't anywhere around the pack. Even Ciro was surprised that he had left without telling anyone, not even his uncle. "But I did see him walking toward the exit gate with Trevor when I was returning from picking spices," Lerah told me. "Okay," I said. "When he returns I'll see him. Right about now, what I need is a good shower and a nice nap." "Aren't you hungry?" Lerah inquired. "No, Lerah. I'll eat later in the evening," I said, pacing up the stairs to my room. In the evening, I came out to know of Killian had returned from wherever he had been to. But his presence was still absent from the pack. I decided to go to the entrance gate and ask the guards there if Killian had told them anything before leaving. Just then, as I went outside of the house, I sensed a strong presence coming from the direction of the dungeon. But quickly, that presence disappeared. "What was that?" I asked myself. "I hope I'm not just imagining things." I continued to the entrance