Semua Bab The Rogue Deity: Until Death Do Us Part: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Birds have finally started chirping as dawn slowly blesses the world with its grace. Alinta lies awake in Bellinor's protective hold. His bare body enfolded tightly against her powerless frame from behind.The night before, Bellinor was relentless; he gave her pleasure, yet at the same time, he kept his promise. He made sure she released silent screams as he punished her with his raw desire. He wanted her to know she was his, and she was never to speak or look in the direction of another male, ever again.Alinta’s body was tender all over, and she was exhausted; she did not know how or if she would be able to go about her day. Even though her body had recovered somewhat, it was still below the normal werewolf recovery rate. This was because Angela was concealing her energy from her person.Time went by, and Bellinor started to stir. He tightened his hold on his prisoner while lazily kissing her bare shoulder and groping her soft breast, causing her to shudder as the sparks from their

Silent tears uncontrollably flowed down her cheeks as Alinta began to hunch over. All these new, intense feelings overwhelmed her. She felt she was being pulled at two ends, one side by Orion and the other by Bellinor, and was about to be spiritually torn in half."My love, why have you abandoned me?" Orion asked desperately as he continued to approach her carefully. "Is that the reason why you ran at our first encounter? You have another?"Alinta could only continue to hold her hand over her heart. The emotional attachment she had lost towards him now made itself known once more. It is even stronger than the one she currently shares with Bellinor, and her soul does not have the capacity to accommodate both. The closer Orion came to her, the more she could feel his emotions brushing against her mind.Her gut urged her to go to Orion, but as that thought crossed her mind, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. I can’t abandon Bellinor; we have become one, and I can't hurt him. Not after e

Trigger warning: The following chapter contains themes of abuse, which may be triggering for some survivors. Reader’s discretion is advised.Orion was roughly dragged off the hotel grounds by two security guards. They handled him harshly and made sure he was a few meters away from the main gate before they shoved him towards the pavement like dirty trash."Oi mate, get a life will ya? Don't go 'round stealin' other blokes' mates," shouted one security guard.Orion could only look at them helplessly, for everything was all deceptive magic, and they did not know the truth. What continued to haunt Orion's heart was the way Alinta so easily shoved him aside to run into Bellinor's arms. Though he knew Alinta was deluded by Draven's lies, what bothered him the most was how scared she was of Bellinor. He must have done something to her for her to act so submissive and fearful.Also, familiar with Draven's temperament, Silas dreaded what punishment awaited her for being in his person's arms m

Trigger warning: The following chapter contains themes of rape, abuse and violence, which may be triggering for some survivors. Reader’s discretion is advised.Alinta was glad Angela was not there to witness and experience this ghastliness. She was terrified of Bellinor's deranged and angry side."I can't get enough of you!" he grunted and continued to raid her mouth while attacking her captured breast. He moved one hand to her backside, sensually stroking and pinching each cheek. His fingers slithered to her folds. Alinta jerked her head away at the sudden intrusion."What are you doing?" he roared angrily."I-I am sorry you took me by surprise," Alinta quickly explained in fear."You are fucking teasing me, Alinta!" he spat, displeased, as he glowered at her. He angrily flipped Alinta around, shoved her flat on her stomach, yanked her rear in the air and mercilessly took her from behind."Please, Bellinor!" Alinta cried, begging for him to stop."Oh my fucking divinity, you are all

Trigger warning: The following chapter contains themes of abuse and violence, which may be triggering for some survivors. Reader’s discretion is advised.Alinta's head was killing her; everything from the hotel became a blur. She could only feel strong arms holding tightly onto her. Foggy images appeared of Bellinor's face looking contentedly at her. She would open her eyes with difficulty, only for them to be forced shut again due to the relentless migraine she was experiencing.The final flash was her feeling as though she was floating. The sound of eager steps hitting a stone floor made its way to her ears. Her thoughts became her own, but her body did not respond as she had hoped. Her chest was on fire, and her whole body was aching.She heard deep breathing accompanied by an anxious heartbeat. She tried to move again this time, but all she could do was slightly open her eyes to behold a blurred view beneath Bellinor's chin as he looked before him with a determined expression."Be