Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married to the Villain : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“Come on, your dumb ass shit!” Jake yelled. “One more,” he said, and with every one of my strengths, I pushed myself up and then collapsed onto the grass. Jake made no move to help me up; instead, he circled me and scowled.“You are fucking weak,” he said, and I scowled at him. He grabbed my arms and roughly forced me to sit. I smacked away at his hand, and he growled angrily.“Don’t ever touch me,” I snapped, and he nodded.“Good, I want you to be angry. Now channel that rage at me and think of everything you hate about me. Our power is mostly at its peak when we are in rage. Now punch me,” he said, and I hesitated, even though I probably detested him. For some reason, I didn’t want to punch him.“Come on, don’t be such a wimp, you idiot,” he said, and I scowled and charged for him. I punched him right in the face, and he stood there and took it without blinking, bleeding from the mouth. He threw back his head and laughed, then grinned at me.“That isn’t a punch; it’s more like a care

My heart was pounding in my chest as I walked towards the pack's gathering spot. Today was the day I would finally meet my mate, the one person chosen by the Moon Goddess for me. As I entered the clearing, my eyes immediately locked onto his. Marcus was tall and broad-shouldered, with piercing green eyes and a chiselled jawline that made my knees weak. I could feel the pull of the bond between us, the unbreakable connection that had been forged by the Moon Goddess herself.I approached the pack, my heart raced with anticipation. I had heard stories about this place from other members of the pack, about how it was the site of holy ceremonies and some things I can not remember now. But today was different. Today was the day that I would finally meet my mate.The clearing was large and open, with patches of wildflowers scattered throughout the grassy expanse. At the centre of the clearing was a large stone altar, flanked by tall trees that rustled gently in the breeze. The air was thick w

After two weeks, I slowly began to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart. Ethan took me to his pack, a small group of werewolves who welcomed me with open arms. They were different from my old pack, more focused on family and community than on power and dominance.I still thought about Marcus every day, but the pain wasn't as sharp as it had been before. I tried to move on, to find happiness in my new life. And then one day, Ethan took me to the local bar, where we met a group of werewolves from a nearby pack.They seemed friendly enough, and one of them, a handsome young man named Jackson, struck up a conversation with me. He was charming and funny, and I found myself laughing and talking with him for hours. As the night wore on, I felt a sense of warmth spreading through my chest. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could be happy again."Hey, do you want to go for a walk?" Jackson asked, flashing me a crooked grin.I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I was ready for this.

I sat the next day thinking again about everything. I know something is about to happen and I have started feeling it.I sat there lost in thought, I couldn't help but feel that something big was about to happen. My mind was racing with a million questions. Would I forgive Marcus and take him back? Or would I decide to move on and leave him behind?I replayed the conversation with Marcus over and over again in my head, trying to make sense of it all. Did he love me, or was he just trying to manipulate me again? How could I trust him after what he had done?I tried to distract myself by focusing on other things, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Marcus. I wondered what he was doing at that moment. Was he thinking about me too? Did he regret what he had done? Those he just wants to toil with my heart?I walked outside, the pack is just going on with its problems. We are somehow alone in the world, thinking and thinking of ways to better our life and longings. I know the Goddess mothe

I entered the half-burnt hall which was the hall where Ethan and his pack gathered for events on the days they weren't using the plain field. My senses are on high alert. The inside just like the outer part of the building was in shambles, everything reduced to rubble. I was scared but too determined to go back at this moment. I crept into the building, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. The musty smell of decay filled my nostrils, and I wrinkled my nose in disgust. I could feel my claws extending as I prepared for a fight. As it normally does when I am feeling anxious or sense dangerI search the interior, my eyes scanning through every corner of the building for a sign of the attacker, my heart beating faster with every step I take into the building. As I made my way deeper into the building, I saw a glint of light reflecting off something on the ground. I approached cautiously, my eyes narrowing as I realized what it was. A footprint.I examined the footprint carefully, noting its