Lahat ng Kabanata ng mate or love?: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

EMMAI glance at Elijah, but he avoids making eye contact with me.“But Alpha, she’s not staying here permanently. Eventually, she has to go back to her home with our dad,” Violet said. She had a point, but I wasn’t thinking about leaving for my dad’s place. My place is with Elijah, and I wasn’t willing to leave him. Dad could manage without me, but I couldn’t manage without Elijah."Sweetheart, Violet, do you forget that I’m the Alpha of this pack? The final decision is mine, and no one can argue with that," Elijah said, flashing a tight smile, almost mocking her. Violet fell silent because she knew exactly what it meant to go against Elijah.Elijah is a force to be reckoned with when he's not with me. He’s never shown his love for anyone else, and I can’t exactly argue with him in front of all the pack members."Alpha, are you going to send her to the brothel in our pack house to fulfill the needs of our pack members?" one of them suggested, and the room fell into complete silence.

EMMAI wake up in Elijah's arms, and last night was as steamy as ever. Each night, our passion grows, and it feels like our love blooms more each day, like a fresh flower. This is what drives me to do all the wrong things, just to experience more of his love.I carefully get out of bed, not wanting to disturb him, and prepare for my clinical duties. I don’t think Joanna will be coming in today, considering her husband passed away yesterday. I slip into a simple black shirt and white trousers. Elijah is still sleeping, and I don't blame him. He trains every day to protect this pack from all threats.It's only 6 AM, and I need to hurry. I lean down to kiss Elijah on the forehead. He stirs a little in his sleep, but I don't want to wake him, so I quietly leave.When I arrive at the pack clinic, I’m surprised to see Joanna there."Hey," I say, surprised."Don’t look so surprised. My husband is dead, and I’m still grieving, but as a doctor, it’s my responsibility to care for the pack membe

EMMAElijah and I locked eyes, and in that moment, I realized the magnitude of my mistake—falling in love with him. He loved me, I knew that, but there was no way he could ever trust me. Tonight, he almost hurt me, consumed by jealousy.I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. I ran to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Slipping down to the floor, I whispered, "Why, Moon Goddess, are you doing this to me? The man I love doesn’t trust me, but here I am—still so stupidly in love with him."After few minutes, I walked out of the bathroom, not sparing him a glance. Everything was clean and pristine—Lily had done a good job, removing the blood stains and shattered glass. I slipped out of my bathrobe and into a long shirt, feeling exposed but somehow free.My gaze landed on Elijah, standing across the room, watching me. The pain in my feet was still there, a constant reminder of what had happened. I chose to ignore him, lying down on the bed and pulling the duvet over my body. I was

EMMADays passed in a blur of endless steamy night and regret, and every night, I found myself tangled with him. Elijah slept beside me, his warmth engulfing me, yet an unsettling fear gnawed at my soul—an impending doom that I couldn't shake.Lying naked in his arms, I shivered as his fingers traced my lips, his touch both possessive and gentle.“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice low, his gaze searching mine.I hesitated before whispering, “I don’t know… it just feels like we’re doing something terribly wrong. I love you, Elijah, but there’s this guilt eating me alive. I’m betraying my sister. I think… I think we need to stop. I need to go back home.”Elijah’s body tensed. His dark eyes hardened as he sat up, his fingers curling into fists.“Don’t you dare say that again,” he growled. “You’re mine. You’re not going anywhere. Do you understand?”He stood from the bed, slipping into his pants, but before he could walk away, I grabbed his arm.“Elijah, please. I know I agreed to this,

EMMAViolet was in shock. She looked at me, her eyes burning with anger and disbelief. “What is he saying, Emma? Is this true?”For a moment, I couldn’t meet her gaze. Her suspicion, which had lingered for some time, had now solidified into certainty. She stepped toward me, grabbing my hand and shaking it. “Tell me! Is he telling the truth?”I lowered my eyes, unable to respond. That was all the answer she needed. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she let out a shaky breath. “I always had a feeling something was going on, but I convinced myself that you would never betray me. You were my sister. I trusted you!” Her voice cracked. “I believed you would never do this to me… but I was a fool.”“I’m so sorry, Violet,” I whispered, taking a step back. “I never meant—”Before I could finish, her palm connected with my cheek in a sharp slap. “You bitch!” she spat. “You don’t deserve my forgiveness. I hate you! I hate you!”Her hand struck me again and again, my skin burning from the impact, my vi