All Chapters of Mated to my Bully : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWOZEPHYR’S POV I held Taylor tight. She was coughing badly, struggling to breathe. While she sunk into my embrace, I stared at Theodore, dumbfounded. We were all so busy watching the witch and the witch was preoccupied with us. No one paid attention to him. No one noticed his leave. That sneaky son of a bitch. I knew he was good for a lot of things but this… I never thought he was this good. I suddenly had the urge to command an applause for him but the screaming witch disrupted the peace.I looked in her direction. Her hand was bleeding badly. She wanted to go after Theodore but Father had shielded him. She screamed even louder.“You will pay for that, you filthy dogs. I will make you pay!!!”“With that hand, good luck.” Father chuckled, his deep voice filled with mockery. “I mean, look around you. You have nothing left. Stand down and I won't kill you.”The witch heaved, her chest rising and falling. She looked around. She was surrounded. It was my turn now. As a

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE TAYLOR'S POVPerhaps it was that snapped the way I did yesterday or that I was mean to the guest. Honestly there had to be something because the universe was paying me back for it.Father appeared from thin air in the dead of the night. He came with the car. Father who was a stunge advocate os shifting. Seeing that car was the beginning of my shivers.I watched from the window in my upstair room. Hiding behind a curtain. He popped the trunk and off loaded box after box of luggage. I gulped feeling goosebumps riddle my skin. I recognized everyone of those boxes because they came from my room. “Are you throwing me out, I asked father while he handed the luggages to my maids.”“Oh my dear.” He came close stroked my hair. I stared at him with my puppy eyes. My lips pouty. “Of course I'm throwing you out.”I frowed. All the cuteness wiped clean off my face. “Don't look at me like thay. Our house isn't your house anymore. You can swing by anytime though but your thin

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN TAYLOR'S POV I didn't sleep. I tried to but I didn't. I underestimated the power of guilt. What I had said to him was unfair. I made him look like he was some sex-crazed maniac constantly coming after me even though I knew the mate bond was messing with him. Yes, he is a bastard and I want to make him pay but I can't go around accusing him of what he didn't do. I'm not reducing myself to his level. I rolled over on the bed, the shut eye still not coming. I had felt so bad last night that I couldn't sleep until I apologized. The perks of being a well trained kid. I huffed, throwing her pillow at the door in displeasure. My cellphone beeped almost immediately, breaking into my moody silence. I sluggishly glanced at the notification. It was a text from Daisy. My eyes lithe up like Christmas lights. I sprang from bed and rushed the cell. I read the message out loud. “Hey bitch. I'm out of the hospital. Can't believe you haven't come to see me. I guess you are bus

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINETAYLOR'S POV I had a plan. I spent all night hatching it. By morning I had perfected it. But before I could get it to work; a guest came to see us. A face I had become familiar with. I opened the door for him. “Good morning Oscala.”“Morning to you too.” He said. His voice was subtle, deep and seemed as though he spoke absentmindedly. He searched my face with his eyes and then he sighed. “May I come in?” “Yes. Please do.” I stepped aside. He strode past, slowly brushing me while he walked.“I suggest you wear a perfume that smells like lilies. It will help a lot.” He whispered.I turned around sharply but he was already seated on the couch. I couldn't ask him what he meant. “You are early.” Zephyr’s voice echoed through the hollow house. It gave me the chills. I carefully found myself a place to stay. A place which was too cramped for Zephyr to even be near. He noticed it immediately when he entered the room. He found himself another position.“I have to return

CHAPTER FORTY-ONEZEPHYR'S POVI watched her until she disappeared in the hallway leading up to her bedroom. I scoffed, going over to pour myself a drink of water. If only Taylor knew how hopeless her efforts were.That night she had me sitting in the dark, wondering where she had been, made me realize I was losing myself. I have power. Taylor quivered at the mention of my name but now she was talking back and fluttering around with her new found wings. An alpha that cannot control his woman, where has that ever been heard of? This mate bond and Zino’s petty feelings were making me a weak wolf. That night I built the stamina to overcome it. She can play any kind of game she wants, it won't get to me. I sat on the stool before the counter and poured myself some cold water. I swirled liquid around in the drinking glass, staring at the water whooshing. Unconsciously my mind flashed back to Taylor standing on those stairs. She was barely footed like she stepped out of a beach. The light