Alpha's sinful mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Part of me wants to melt against his touch, while another wants to slap him and demands explanations! But what I am really doing is bursting into a heartful cry as I break down once more.“Again?” Demetri murmurs, his eyes moving towards us, rolling his eyes. “Good luck at having a rational talk with her.” He huffs as he cocks the gun and shoots once more, making me cower and my knees give in as I hold on to Killian.For a brief second, I thought the gun was pointed towards us. That he was going to do it again! Hurt my mate and throw me in a prison once more.“She was not supposed to be here.” Killian speaks, his voice low, as he scans me with his eyes. “Don’t you think I know that?” Demetri huffs, cocking his gun again. “But she thought she was a sly little fox and she made a run for it. Had me chase her through the halls like a hound.” The way he speaks about hunting me sends shivers down my body and before he even finishes talking, he fires the gun once more, making me flinch.But

Madelaine’s body gives in and she passes out right in my arms. When I find the strength to let go of her shoulder, to pull back from her flesh I almost feel a little high and nauseated. She is limp like a lifeless doll and the only thing that tells me she is still alive, is the faint beating of her heart. At least she was calm now. She was threatening to claw my eyes out or spill any more blood than what was already spilled. I slowly let go of her arms and she fell forward into my body. I hold her against me for what feels like hours, against that wood door, my face buried into her hair so I can drink in more of her scent.“My mate…” the words come out rasp and dry, my throat itchy and almost painful. My mate. Mine and mine only! “I will never let go of you again.” It was a promise I was not sure who I was addressing it to. Her, me, the world? Part of me knew that I had no right to promise her anything anymore. She’d never believe a thing that left my mouth. She was not going to

I'm not even sure what to say anymore. Something feels different. Many things actually feel different but I could not put my finger on it. Multiple times, Killian displayed tenderness towards me. But right now, this was different. It was not that it didn't feel genuine, but he was a little more confident that he was able to give me comfort. To offer me what I wanted.And while part of me wanted to gag, push him away and be independent, all I really wanted to do right now was to melt in his arms, to discard any worry that clouds my mind and enjoy life a little more.He could offer me a careless and worry less life, that was certain. But could I turn a blind eye to everything else? To the scars and the wounds he gathered on the way? To the sacrifices he was eager to make just to keep me like this?His hands move slowly down my back in alternating directions, following the curve of my spine, sending soothing impulses throughout all of my body. It was nice. His scent has wrapped itself ar

/They are all the same! Everyone wants us for our abilities! None of them genuinely care for us! None of them genuinely care for our well-being!/The frenzied voice inside my head keeps barking and spitting its venom all over my mind while I absently step into the bathtub. I mostly try to ignore it and wash myself as fast as possible. I didn't need it to grow even more anxious to be separated. The anxiety was deeply rooted within myself right now and it was not helping./We should free ourselves -/ the anger had now somehow dimmed, but the spite and hate is still there, Rooted even deeper than the mindless anger and frustration."Free ourselves from what?" I mumble out loud for myself as I sink into the water, all the way to my chest level.I follow the random pattern the lavender buds float around and wrap my arms around my knees slowly./From greedy wolves and rulers that think they own us!"/"Owns?" I huff and rest my chin on my knees. "Who owns me?"/He thinks he owns you! He orde

Days merge into one another and the only way I feel like I can track time is by the ever growing belly. It’s been around four months now since our baby started growing. It’s been three months of endless back and forth with trying to get close to one another. A tedious process, but one that seemed to reach a steady and peaceful peak. One where I could feel at ease when Killian was not in the same room as me. One where I could feel at peace when he left the house for whatever business there was to be attended.Being the leader of a pack as big as the one we had, was no easy thing, and from the little details he had offered me, he had taken reigns at a very unstable point. The pack was slowly fragmenting and his father did not want to deal with it, so it all fell upon his shoulders.The part of the pack that was on that far off island has been slowly separating and they seemed to have been plotting this for longer than expected. Killian understood the need for separation and he has been