Semua Bab The Rogue Deity: Until Death Do Us Part: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Bellinor had just left Alinta at the library, as he had important business to attend to. The woman made her way about the space, staring at all the books in awe. She tried to reach out to Angela, but still, she could not feel her wolf. She must be with Onyx; that’s probably why I can’t feel her, she sighed to herself, in dismay. It was the first time ever that Angela snapped at her like that and avoided her for so long. Alinta absentmindedly grabbed a large book while she thought over the conversation before Angela got angry, and it continued to deeply bother her. She sat down on the faint couch, staring seriously into nothingness, and then she quickly realised something. Could it be that Ange is still mourning over Silas and Orion? Though I thought she seemed to have adjusted quite well to Onyx and Bellinor. Angela only grieved for an instant when she told me that our second mate was gone, but she sounded more angry than sad then. Dammit! What sister am I?! I never visited my poor

"What are the conditions for such a hex?" Kyle quickly asked as he stopped writing."The ritual is a spiritual practice that involves numerous chants and the use of rare herbs. The participant referred to as the rejector, must spend a month mentally and spiritually preparing themselves. This preparation period is essential to ensure they are fully ready for the experience. They drink a potent cocktail, then scream at the top of their lungs the name of their mate and wolf they wish to be free of.""A month?” Kyle exclaimed. This method could not be the answer between the timeframe Alinta and Orion met and then the time their bond snapped. Kyle rubbed his brows as he tried to think of something more probable.“Can a third initiate such a hex?" Kyle asked."What do ya mean, Officer Kyle?""Say there is a fated paired couple, and another male is interested in the paired she-wolf; can he enforce such a ritual on her?"Jack laughed, "No. Even if he holds a gun to her head, and she participa

Silas almost let a deep growl escape his lips, but he then realised Alinta's smell was faint. "She does not sleep here. Thank the higher Divinities," he sighed with relief. He carefully made his way to Bellinor's bed, to the side which looked the most used. He gently bit the drawer handle of the bedside table and pulled it open.He didn't know what to expect, surely Bellinor wouldn't be careless enough to leave anything of value in a place like this. As he opened it completely, a bottle of medication rolled into view.“Probably for sleep,” Orion guessed."He will have more sleepless nights when I am done with him!" Silas snapped.“Feel if there is anything else hidden, the drawer,” Orion suggested."I have a better idea. Let's first change back to our human form, and get dressed in his clothes. We will need our hands for this, and it should help musk our scent.”"Agreed," Orion said, and in an instant, he shifted. He quickly made his way to the large cupboards on the opposite side of t

As soon as Alinta got out of the car, she froze at the sight before her. It was a large grey medieval castle from the eleven hundreds, standing majestically before them. Her eyes glittered in awe at the historical piece of architecture before her; she so badly wanted to take pictures and sightsee."Beautiful, isn't it, my darling? This is the castle of Axel Triggs, the last of the Cobalt Lupus Bellatores," Bellinor explained, holding his treasure close to him. Alinta looked at him in shock as she heard his words. She had no idea he too had an interest in werewolf history, making her heart flutter.“I recently discovered my bloodline is from the Kerwin Guild. I wanted to learn more about our intriguing history, so I did some digging on the other Lupus Bellatores. I uncovered two very important findings."Bellinor smiled as he saw Alinta's fascinated and shocked gaze; having her full attention like this was a rare and wonderful sight indeed. He cupped her face, then continued, "I got i

Trigger warning: The following chapter contains themes of violence, and sexual assault which may be triggering for some survivors. Reader’s discretion is advised.Draven made sure his body remained between her squirming legs. He aggressively suckled her breast to try and salvage the mood that was so abruptly ruined, but Alinta was not biting. He then started leaving a trail of angry kisses from her breasts, down her stomach. His strong hands carefully and sensually moved towards her hips, making sure his prey did not escape at any given opportunity.“Please, Ange! It’s the same voice that warned us to run during the festival! Something bad is about to happen!” Alinta cried desperately, but her wolf only answered her with deafening silence.Draven teasingly licked her belly button, making her wriggle more beneath him. The deity’s patience thinned, and he bore his fingers painfully into her hips out of anger, causing Alinta to cease her movements.“There’s a good girl,” he hummed and pl