Lahat ng Kabanata ng MATES: REMNANTS OF A BETRAYED BOND : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

-RAINA’S POV- Valen’s grip-locked entrapped me in the same sitting position on the dresser. The intimacy was obvious. Candid embarrassment prickled heat around my ears and my throat bobbed once. The forty-nine-year-old omega floor supervisor stood at the threshold with a plastic yellow serving tray in her hand. “Luna.” Meera greeted me with a lovely smile and I shyly nodded. “Alpha, I brought what you requested.” “Come in.” Valen broke his hold and I almost whimpered at the loss of his touch. Meera approached in her black and white maid’s tunic. Valen took the small bowl of grapes, almonds, and tangerines pulps along with the cup of warm cocoa from the tray, and an artfully folded yellow napkin. To hide how awkward I felt, I brought a large section of burgundy hair over my shoulder, mindlessly raking my fingers through it. Meera winked at me and I managed a half-smile. Apparently, she liked our pairing and the sight of our intimacy pleased her. Giving a shallow dip of her head,

-RAINA’S POV- Jealousy swam in the depths of Valen’s piercing orbs. Despite the wrath of a territorial male who felt threatened by another, his hold on my waist remained gentle. "They're maintenance. And it's to fix the door that you broke." I charged, pointing at his chest. Valen’s thick brows pulled together with a frown etched across his handsome features. He grasped my hand in place, and when I tried to snatch it away, he kept it imprisoned in a tight hold. "I'll fix it." "When, huh? When cats can play the fiddle?" With a cheeky attitude, I implied that he did not have much time for me. "Baby, don't say that. I'll do it." He promised, ruefully. Yeah, right! I complained inwardly, betting that maintenance would get it done before he ever did. His thumb drew lazy patterns on my left cheek, and it calmed us both, evaporating the angry air. “How about this?" As a solution, he waved a hand and cast a white wall mirage there which blended in with the rest of the room, making it ap

-RAINA'S POV- My brows curled upwards as I let loose chorus lines of moans. The circular motions of the head of his iron cock caused my brain to vacate my body. Truly, I wanted to feel the rest of his dick inside of me. It was a sweet, blinding torture. I was so engrossed in immense pleasure that I could not think. All I could do was feel. Therefore, Valen paused to adjust himself. He changed his angle by shifting half of his weight sideways to rest his left arm beside my neck. His right hand guided mine to wrap his throbbing cock, directing me to pump it. As I jerked off my mate with him hovering above me, a deep groan sounded in the back of his throat and his right hand cupped my pussy. He slowly inserted his finger deep inside me, watching my reaction. I gaped, hardly breathing. Ever so slowly, his fingers pushed in and pulled out, and his thumb began to stroke my clitoris. It was the push-button to nudge my pelvis towards his finger as he drew it out. My mouth sought to kiss h

-RAINA’S POV- Between us, a golden silence trampled through. We were both waiting for the other to say something first. “Raina.” Valen summoned my attention. I was afraid to meet his eyes, lest he would witness the hurt and humiliation that pressed for release via tears. I should never have questioned him about his feelings. It was the fast approaching footsteps that force me to look at him as he proceeded towards me, fully dressed. “The guys and I spotted some methane bubbles in the witch territory that show that someone was interfering with the dimensions. I have to follow that lead since it has been difficult to locate my brother because it might be the Worgens.” He swooped me up in his strong arms like a child and I shrieked. He carried me to the bathroom while speaking. “Time in the dimensions are different from ours. It could move faster or slower, so I’m not sure when I’ll be back. Either way, you know what I expect.” Sitting me on the white marble countertop in the middle

-VALEN’S POV Neither my parents nor the Elder Council mentioned hosting a claiming ceremony. Mercedes was probably trying to swindle her way to get me to be mellow with her. “Don't beat yourself up because you didn't find Vaheed. He'll fight to stay alive until his big brother rescues him.” She soothed and crossed her legs. Then she took up the bottle of whiskey and poured more into my glass. “I'm sure he'll be back for our coronation.” Now that caused me to shoot her a ruthless gaze. Her face contorted into an ugly frown, and she kept the bottle in her hand. The very bottle that I really ought to slam down her throat. “After that tiresome mission, why don’t you let me help you relax those big, strong muscles tonight?” Dallying, she brought the bottle to her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and swirled it around the opening. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it.” Right now, I was just as nauseated as my wolf who was still playing dead. Turning my head, I sought other options of liq