All Chapters of Adopted By The Werewolves: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Evarius is sitting with a half-empty bottle of whisky in front of him. He has downed the other half in the past two hours since he came back from seeing Tasha. No matter what he says to himself, he can’t get past that feeling he had when he saw her today after two days and then when she stepped forward to kiss him on the cheek. It feels like her lips have burned a hole into his cheek, and he has touched the spot she kissed countless times since then.He is angry at himself for having let it reach this point. He knows that if it had been anyone else, he would have threatened and forced them to do his bidding. After all, how hard is it to make someone do what you want? Just threaten someone they love. Their friends or their family and they will run around. First, he had decided to spare the binder’s life, but half of it was because of the fiasco last time. However, he had felt that that would be the only obstacle this time. He had counted on Tasha never finding out what his death might

Evarius had been waiting for Carl’s text for over an hour when he stopped drinking. Being a vampire, his system got over the alcoholic influence pretty quickly, and by now, he wasn’t back to normal, but he felt much more sober than he did when he had sent the text.But Carl hadn’t texted back. Evarius hadn’t expected him to. This is what is wrong with people who think that they can get away with anything. They try to fight it out till the very end. He knows this very well because he was one of these people, or maybe he still is. Carl would employ the use of his subordinates and friends to escape. Evarius had been counting on Carl to commit this sort of stupidity because some action and chase is what he is looking for right now.He leaves the house and heads to his car. It’s time to drive to Carl’s place. Carl may think that he doesn’t know much about him, but Evarius has always been very careful about knowing his enemies. This has always been important to him. Know your enemy as well

I feel dazed. The amount of information running through my head is crazy. Rhen’s voice and clear terms echo within this lavish mansion's walls, yet I feel like I might not have a better choice. I have always known what to do and how to take my life ahead. This time, I’m helpless. And miserable. Rhen vexes me. He would undoubtedly be popular among women, and I would have never handed him the control he demands. But the damage is already done. I hold my head in frustration. I don’t like this.A woman, mostly in her mid-sixties, brings me a tray of freshwater and aspirin. I gulp it down, and just like some poison, I decide to gulp my pride and make the decision.‘Puppet, huh?’He didn’t reply. Nor was he guilty.‘Bring the terms. But on one condition. You get my father out.’ ‘He’s better in Jail, though. We can try that.’‘No, Rhen, promise me.’An expression of apparent mockery leaves his face as he scoots closer to me. Rhen holds my gaze with his psychotic face again. Oh, the way I wi

Although Evarius has agreed to the trade, Carl is skeptical. What if he learns the information and still tortures him for the stone? He knows he might be stretching his luck thin by saying what he is about to say, but he has no choice.“How can I be sure,” he says slowly and carefully, “that you will follow through with the deal?”“You can’t,” says Evarius simply. “You cannot be sure, but I give you my word. If what you tell me is valuable to me, I will leave without the stone. People may consider me selfish, evil, or ruthless. They are not entirely wrong, but I keep my word.”*The confidence with which Carl is claiming to have some information is intriguing to Evarius though he makes sure to seem mildly indifferent.Carl takes a deep breath and says, “As I said, I know you want the Binder and so do I, as a matter of fact, which I think you already know. This is the reason I am always up to date about wherever she is even though I can’t get near her. Now, last night, the Junta kidnap

Tasha looks into Evarius’s eyes which are full of determination, passion, fire, and something else that she can’t pinpoint. They look at each other with their lips inches away, and she moves closer to his. Just then she hears a voice from somewhere behind him.“What the hell are you doing here?”It’s Damion.Tyrus and he have returned. Tasha and Evarius move away as they approach.“What is wrong, Tasha?” Tyrus asks, looking concerned. “Why are you crying?”Before Tasha can say anything, Damion turns to Evarius and says, “We know you are the original vampire and whatnot, but you can’t just come here and assert your dominance over us!”“I admire your bravery,” says Evarius calmly, “and your loyalty towards your friends, but that’s not why I am here.”“Then?” Damion asks, looking unconvinced.“Let’s sit and talk,” Tasha says. “This is important. Very. Call the others, will you D.”“I’ll do it,” says Tyrus and goes inside.*About five minutes later, Evarius is standing in the small garde