บททั้งหมดของ MATES: REMNANTS OF A BETRAYED BOND : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

-VALEN'S POV-Here I was, frustrated and pacing the length of the living room. I just wanted to cuddle her and smother her with kisses. I sank on the couch. My curvaceous doll came over and knelt between my legs with pleading doe-eyes that were softening something within me. My eyes dipped to the lush plumpness of her cleavage. Damn, they looked spongy and enticing.We ought to be on the beach for the picnic I was thinking of having underneath the starry sky. Instead, Raina preferred to have us debating on what should be done for Vaheed. Now I regret telling her about his disappearance. I ran my hand through my hair before I would give in to the inclination to touch her.Raina might wear a tough exterior and could convince many others that she was strong because of who her parents were. However, none of that mattered to me. To Zeus, she was the most beautiful and frailest she-wolf we’ve ever encountered. It was our right to protect her and be out of harm’s way. How could she talk abou

-RAINA’S POV- Alerting sounds came from downstairs, reaching the sensitive parts of my heightened hearing. The rattling of dishes, the clanging of pans, and the clinking of utensils could substitute for an alarm. Someone was in the kitchen. I blinked sleep from my eyes and envisioned Valen making breakfast for me. Tall, hard-bodied, and devastatingly handsome as he worked that gorgeous body of his to feed me. An affectionate smile decorated my face from the flattery. Maybe I should relax in bed and wait until he brought it up on a tray with a rose. He could rejoin me in bed to cuddle like last night. A happy bubble grew in my chest. "Go find our mate," my impatient wolf, Hera, whined from missing him too. Because she could be so damn persistent, I threw the covers off and sauntered to the bathroom to freshen up. My nipples felt tender and delicate. Valen groped my boobs all night, twisting around my areolas, and slept with his nose in my hair, enjoying my scent. It’s visible that

-RAINA'S POV- Speaking in a place where everything echoes back to you was a true interpretation of real loneliness. Hera’s agitation prevented me from relaxing in the living room. Constantly on edge, her whimpers were like a microphone feedback that was maddening me. Dad left me alone in the cabin after being summoned by Alpha Vance. I knew that they’d be talking about the white-haired woman and the precautions that would be taken at Dark Wolverson. Thoughts mulled over in my head. Villainess Snow wasn't terrifying. She seemed rather inclined to let Vaheed die, but why? What did she have against my best friend? She could have easily killed me when I chased after her on Monday. Yet, she didn't. Instead, she warned me. Friend or foe. I did not know what to classify her as. Come to think more of it, was she the moon goddess? If she was, I must say that I was not impressed. What is she up to? I was pacing the green carpet of the room, back and forth, wondering if Valen would be alright

-VALEN'S POV- "Hey man," I could see that he needed rest. "Are you alright?" Devin gazed at me oddly, "Of course not. I need to get laid." "I thought that was no longer an issue." I understood his sexual frustration. "Cheryl complains that I am too rough and she’s being weird." His face saddened. “I know that we have a casual affair but I’d rather she be honest about what’s going on with her than to have me confused.” Hurt inlaid his face. “One minute we are good and fucking like animals and the next, she’s withdrawn.” “So, what happened last night?” I continued to query him. His responses were clipped. “We argued. I left and went for a run. I came back. She was crying and refused to tell me why. We argued again. So I went hunting.” “Is it possible that she’s in love with you?” I noticed the way her swooning smoky eyes wandered to Devin when he wasn’t paying attention. A reprehensible expression morphed on his face. He repelled the idea. “I vowed never to love any woman. Cheryl

-RAINA'S POV- “Don’t go near her,” Hera warned me. Unmasked, the long, pearl-white, wavy-haired woman sat on a light brown boulder in the middle of the open cave. No. It was not the person that I expected. It wasn’t Villainess Snow. Nonetheless, with my back turned to the roaring sea, I squared my shoulders and stared at the smirking woman. A coil of dread rolled inside of me because she was a threat and I was alone at goddess knows where. The sea-brine air brought with it a vicious rainbow swirl that caused my hair to hitch over my face and flow to the right. I raised my hands to immediately clear my face to keep my eyes fixated on the stranger. I hurriedly brushed the straying stands backwards. It's another woman who bore a similar resemblance to my nemesis. Maybe two inches taller, but thinner. Her face was powder white, and a small glittering rose gold feather at the third eye. Dark shell pink painted her cupid bow lips that faked a smile. It was so friendly and warm that it