บททั้งหมดของ Fated To The Mate Who Loves My Sister: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Alpha Nathan’s POVHer breath hitched, and I felt the tension in her body shift. She wasn’t immune to me, no matter how much she tried to pretend. Her defiance faltered for a heartbeat, replaced by something raw, something she couldn’t suppress.“You’re something else,” she whispered, her voice trembling with anger and something else entirely.“Maybe,” I admitted, my hand trailing down her neck to her shoulder. Her skin was soft, impossibly smooth beneath my fingertips. “And yet, you wanted me?”Her lips parted as if to argue, but I didn’t give her the chance. I closed the space between us, capturing her mouth with mine. The kiss was rough, demanding, a collision of anger, frustration, and need. For a moment, she froze, her hands pressed against my chest as if to push me away. Then, just as quickly, she melted into the kiss, her fingers curling into my skin.I pulled her closer, her body sliding against mine beneath the water. The heat of her bare skin ignited a fire I could no longer

Nathan’s POVI could see the hesitation in her eyes, and obviously, she would have refused my demands. But then, she glanced at the bag of clothes for a long while before looking my way and frowning.“Fine! I’ll change in the bathroom.”She grabbed the first dress she laid her hands on and disappeared into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I leaned back in the chair, the hint of a smirk playing on my lips. Her stubbornness intrigued me; she had fire in her, no matter how much she tried to suppress it.But I could also sense her fear. It wasn’t the kind that made me proud of my dominance—it unsettled me. A small, nagging part of me hated that she looked at me like I was a monster.Minutes ticked by, and when she finally emerged, my breath caught in my throat.She wore a fitted midnight-blue dress, simple yet stunning, the fabric hugging her curves and accentuating the softness of her skin. She looked so sexy.I stood, closing the distance between us. Her body stiffened as I m

Benita’s POV Throughout the night, I couldn’t sleep. I was terrified of what Nathan would do. Every sound I heard made me jump, thinking it was him coming for me. But alas, it was only the guards and servants walking past. When morning came, I sat on my bed, replaying the events at the pack hall in my mind. Regret gnawed at me for showing Nathan my middle finger in front of the pack. For a fleeting moment, I wished I had kept my anger in check and done it in private. But my pain and anger had consumed me, leaving no room for rational thought. A knock on the door startled me, and I leapt to my feet, heart pounding. “Who is there?” I asked, my voice trembling. “It’s me, Lola,” came the gentle reply. She was one of the few workers who showed me kindness, and her presence was a small comfort. She opened the door cautiously, her face full of concern. “Good morning, my lady,” she said, bowing slightly. I swallowed hard. “What is it?” She hesitated, her eyes darting away. “Alpha Nathan

Benita’s POVHis jaw clenched, and for a moment, I thought he might slap me. Instead, he smirked and wiped the spit off his cheek. “If I’m going to hell, then you, my mate, are coming with me—because we’re bound for life.”His words burned like fire, igniting my pain and anger. I glared at him, my head pounding with anger as he turned away from me. He walked toward the woman sprawled on my bed, still gasping for air.“Take your things and leave,” he ordered coldly.The lady dressed and left. Nathan, fully clothed now, turned his attention to me and began untying the ropes that bound me. Once I was free, I didn’t say a word. I didn’t even glance at him. Slowly, I pushed myself to my feet, though my legs trembled violently beneath me. Every inch of my body burned with pain, but I refused to let him see me falter.Ignoring his presence entirely, I took one staggering step after another toward the bathroom, my vision swimming with tears I refused to let fall. When I finally reached the d

Alpha Nathan’s POVI didn’t know how long I had watched her as she remained unconscious on my bed. There was still a strange feeling of worry in my chest as I continued watching her, hoping she would wake up soon. It had been five hours already, and it was past midnight, yet she hadn’t made a move, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.Suddenly, she stirred in her sleep, and I went alert. “No, Father. Please don’t,” she sobbed loudly in her sleep, and my brow furrowed.I moved closer to the bed, the worry gnawing inside me. Her quiet sobs grew louder, her words slurred but heavy with pain. “No, Father. Please…,” she whimpered again, thrashing lightly against the sheets.My chest tightened at the sound, a strange ache settling there. I couldn't just stand and watch her suffer through this nightmare. Slowly, I climbed onto the bed, my movements careful. The mattress dipped under my weight, but she didn’t stir.I lay beside her and reached out, pulling her trembling form into my arms. Her