บททั้งหมดของ Entangled Fates : The Alpha's Reluctant Mate: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Rylan As night approached, the sun slowly dipped below the horizon, leaving a trail of fiery reds, oranges, and yellows before being covered by a sky of deep blues and purples. For him, the moment of sunset was a time he always enjoyed. He would sit in a tree and enjoy the play of colors as he contemplated. However, like Carolina, this beauty was slowly disappearing from his life. He often reflected and remembered the precious moments they shared a few years ago when their love grew and blossomed. He remembers Carolina lying comfortably on his lap, her head resting against his beating heart, on the leaves of the forest. In that moment he felt the warmth of the woman he loved and he felt close to her. In those memories, he would bury his nose in her long, beautiful dark brown hair, smelling the herbal scent that always clung to her. The scent brought back memories of healing and caring, her way of always being willing to help people who were hurt or sick. Carolina was a good heale

Maya Damn, that woman! She thought as she walked and stumbled again. She gritted her teeth and dug her claws into the palm of her hand, or tried to grasp it. Her left arm had long since lost all feeling, her hand unable to clench as she tried to restore sensation to the useless limb. Maya had never received a spiritual attack in her life, and had always avoided holy priests and the like for that reason. Although her encounters with werewolves endowed with such powers were limited, she knew instinctively that the dead woman was stronger than most, and she only had to be hit by one of her spiritually powerful arrows like Karenina. They had traveled only a few hours, but the journey seemed much longer as the wound refused to heal and the blood had long since covered her red clothing. The scattered patterns of her clothing had turned an ugly brown where the blood had dried, while closer to the wound the fabric was still a deep red as the blood continued to flow. Her vision was gettin

Karen Karenina sat quietly in her room, accompanied by the soft morning light streaming through the window. Her hair, a dark brown that shone brightly in the sunlight, was gently combed by Helga, bringing a feeling of peace that she had always enjoyed. Karenina had always loved moments like this, remembering how her mother had combed her hair and how she had found comfort in her gentle touch. As she sat with her eyes closed, her mind drifted back to the previous day. She remembered how boring she had been when she had been stuck in her bed all day and night just to rest and recover from her injuries. The only thing that broke the monotony was Xavier's sudden visits to her room every three hours. Although it was only to give her the power of a deep essence aura on the wolf side of her, there was something in the way he looked at her and kissed her that made her feel it was more than just an act for her recovery. After that, she would be haunted by guilt, and she would feel as if she

Karen She tried to ignore the fact that he had been making teasing comments and acting out of character lately. He knelt beside her, her knees resting on her left side. However, the wound on her back was still sore and itchy from the scabs that had formed, so she refrained from leaning against the tree. Raine had gone to play with Flynn, who had approached them, and she smiled at the scene. Although she still had a number of questions she wanted to ask Xavier, such as whether he had heard the news about her friends, why he seemed to be a cold man and yet cared for children, and what about his new mate? Although she was eager for answers, she didn't want to ruin this peaceful moment with answers she might not want to hear. She glanced at the man out of the corner of her eye. He was sitting with his back to the tree, one knee bent and the other on the ground nearby. His right arm was draped over the bent knee, creating a very impressive pose. He looked like an extraordinary living sc

Karen He left. She watched Xavier slide out of her room while she was still lying on the bed, disheveled, naked, and in pain. She didn't fully understand her body's reaction to him, but there was no denying how her body reacted to him, how her heart raced when Xavier was near her, or the tingling of her breasts, her hardened nipples, and the embarrassing wetness between her thighs. She wanted him with a woman's passion and Xavier had just said that he wanted her too. "I have the same desire as you," he said, and her heart raced as his words echoed through her mind, remembering how deep and raspy his voice had been when filled with passion. Karenina shivered at the memory and then Helga rushed in, being very polite as she entered. "Luna," Helga bowed respectfully and waited for her orders. Blushing, she sat down and crossed her arms over her chest, feeling very embarrassed in front of her servant and friend. She felt humiliated to be caught in such a position with him. Xavier. Sh