Semua Bab My Ex Wants Me Back, No Way!: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Valkyrie BehatiI can't wrap my head around it. Why would he want to do that now, after rejecting me in the first place? It doesn't make any sense, and it’s only getting more confusing as I think about it.What’s really going on in that murderer’s head? I shivered, almost hugging myself for comfort. If it weren’t for Pau, I wouldn’t have known what he was planning. She saved me from walking into something much worse.Pau’s voice softened, her expression darkening as she continued. “That’s when the vendor noticed me. The rest… it’s too much. I don’t want to talk about it. It’s just... too painful. No one should ever have to go through that.”Her words lingered in the air, heavy with the weight of her unspoken trauma. The silence in the room stretched, each of us grappling with what she had revealed. There were no words strong enough to respond, just the feeling of shared horror hanging between us.“It’s okay,” Matt finally said, his voice soft but steady. “Don’t push yourself to say m

Valkyrie BehatiDays passed slowly, the anticipation building with each one, until finally, Alex's birthday arrived. The excitement was palpable, though everyone made sure to prepare discreetly, following my carefully laid-out plans. They all worked hard to avoid crossing paths with their Alpha, fearing that they might let their excitement slip and greet him before the surprise.This year, though, they told me that something was different. Alex hadn’t requested any meals for his birthday, which was odd considering how much he usually enjoyed the pack’s celebrations. I overheard them saying it might be because he probably had something special planned with me after the competition, and the thought made my heart flutter. I wanted to squeal and roll around in my bed, overwhelmed by his sweet gestures. Alex could be so thoughtful and romantic, and I could hardly believe how lucky I was to be loved by him.To be loved like this—deeply and without reservation—had always been something I

Valkyrie BehatiToday was full of surprises. I never expected Alex to be one of the bidders for the championship art piece. He wasn’t just participating—he was determined to win it, paying a staggering sum of money, all because so many others wanted it too.I hadn’t wanted him to go through all that trouble, especially since I made the painting for him. But Alex, being Alex, was persistent. He kept telling me how much it meant to him, how important it was to have something I’d created just for him.I sighed softly, feeling a mix of exasperation and warmth. It almost felt like he had purchased the gift I had made for him. “Stop giving me that look,” he said from the passenger seat, his voice playful yet firm. Alex was about to laugh because of my reaction.I pouted, folding my arms across my chest. “I told you, I could’ve just asked to take it home. The artists have the option to keep their work if they want.”He glanced at me with a smile that lit up his entire face. “You’d still h

Valkyrie BehatiI sat across from Alex, biting into my sandwich, the weight of my thoughts pressing heavily on my chest. I hadn’t slept well the night before, tossing and turning as worry gnawed at me. Now, I just wanted answers.“So, what did they say?” I asked, my voice muffled by the food I was chewing.Alex met my gaze, pausing momentarily before replying, “The moderators?” He watched me nod before continuing, “They asked us to kill them. Said they wouldn’t answer.”I froze mid-bite, disbelief washing over me. “What? They’re willing to die rather than give us any information?” My fists clenched, frustration bubbling up inside me. The idea that they would choose death over a chance at freedom was maddening.Alex sighed, setting down his coffee cup. “I think they already knew they were going to die. The moment they were captured, it was over for them. The rogues had surrounded their homes...I’m sure they knew what was coming from the beginning.”I could hear the weariness in his voi

Valkyrie Behati“Just kill me. I have nothing to say to you or anyone,” Laine's voice trembled as she hugged her knees to her chest, each word laced with deep exhaustion. Her breathing came in heavy, uneven gasps as if the weight of her confession was suffocating her.I watched her, taking in the sharp, defeated angles of her frame, the way her eyes avoided mine. “I don't believe that,” I said softly, crouching to meet her eye level. “You wouldn't let yourself get captured so easily unless there was something more. Something you wanted to say to me.” I said.She stiffened, her gaze flicking away before returning with a sudden fire. “There's nothing you can do. He's unstoppable now,” she spat, her voice rising with a fury that felt desperate. “Giovanni... he's completely lost his mind because of you.”Her words hung in the air, heavy and bitter, but she didn’t stop. “I thought he loved me. Genuinely loved me,” she said, her tone dropping to a quieter, almost hollow place. “He chose m