Semua Bab Mated To Two, Marked By One : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Samantha’s Pov“You're not leaving this table until I say so.”“You're not the boss of me; you can’t dictate what I do,” I fired back at him. It was infuriating that he sat there and dictated my actions when there was obviously an elephant in the room.“And yet, you still sit down there willingly.”“I don't think ‘willingly’ is the right term for it.” He did nothing but smile. Smile?! I had had a shitty week because of him. I did nothing but train, and although I had noticed some changes in my strength, the discovery didn’t make me feel happy.I couldn’t share it with him. I was in heat; I needed him sexually too but had to resort to my hands—which was fucked up, by the way. And he had the right to sit there and smile like there was nothing to address, like his unruly behavior should be excused.“What do you want from me?” I asked in defeat.Luca did nothing but stare at me. He looked at me like he was looking into the deepest part of my soul. Not only was that look scary, but it was

Samantha’s PovI didn't know he'd actually feel that when I touched him. I didn't really think he'd feel it too, but the way his eyes looked up at mine meant that he did.He cleared his throat and focused back on the food. His face completely changed, like I was an irritating distraction.“I can hear all your thoughts. I know about your little thievery too. I just hope you'll be more discreet this time so Madame Cherie doesn't find the cake thief.”“Is that what you call me? Cake thief?” I laughed at the nickname.“Yes,” he smiled. “You remind me of Melissa when we were little. She used to steal cookies and biscuits from the kitchen until Madame Cherie caught her one day.”He seemed to notice the change in my expression at the mention of his sister, and he stopped laughing. I hated that.“Why'd you stop?”“Don't mind her,” he said.“Who?”“Melissa. Give her time to get used to you. I apologize on her behalf—she's not usually like that. She's pretty sweet.”“Sweet and polite to everyon

Samantha’s PovLast night was the best night of my life, probably because I sucked a cock for the first time—and it was Luca's. I had never done that with Killain when we were together.After our little act last night, Luca carried me to the bathroom in bridal style. With a piece of cloth, he wiped my face, which was covered with his cum. I was ready to let him fuck me, but somehow we ended up enjoying the bathtub together, and I dozed off.I woke up to find myself on the bed, properly wrapped in a duvet; my head was trapped by something—hard muscles, to be exact. I stretched out my hands and touched him despite the uncomfortable position we were lying in. I loved this—being here with him felt magical. I could stay and watch him sleep for hours.I shut my eyes quickly when he shifted. His hands pulled me closer to him, making it easy for me to inhale his scent.“You're not sleeping,” he accused in that deep voice. It sounded so good in the morning, too.I still had my eyes shut and nu

Samantha’s PovThump.Thump.Thump. All I could hear was the thumping of my heart in that eerily quiet room. It was beating so loudly that it drowned out every other sound.I waited for a moment to make sure there were no other noises, and then I heard whispers. They seemed to draw closer with every second.I shut my eyes and tried to understand my surroundings. I was in a dark hole where the only noises were the whispers and my heart beating. I looked up and realized these sounds came from above that deep hole where I was. I tried to shut my eyes again to concentrate on slowing my heaving chest. When I opened them, I was suddenly taken back to the day my parents died.The whispers didn’t seem so far away then; instead, they were very close, and the voices grew louder.“We have to kill her,” one of the voices said. My head hurt as I struggled to open my eyes.“We can’t. She doesn’t have her powers,” another voice replied.“I’m sure I saw her shift when they were there. We’ve killed t

Samantha’s PovWas it weird that I was looking for a friend who supposedly left me to be beaten by strangers and didn’t come to see me afterward? Mikala hadn’t even shown her face to me since that day, and I stood at the entrance of the kitchen, waiting for her to walk up to me and at least apologize.But she wasn’t here. I had asked Madam Cherie about her, and she told me Mikala had an emergency at home and had to leave.Weird and heartbreaking—but I’m not going to do that anymore. I won’t let myself break because of a friend who wouldn’t even rate me anymore. I’m done with that.Something moved in my peripheral vision, and my eyes caught the maid from my dreams. She was concentrating on the dirty dishes she was washing, her side profile visible from this angle. Something tugged at my chest as I stared at her.I always had this bad feeling about her, and I knew her face was oddly familiar—but who was she? I’ve never been so uncertain about someone before. My dream was the day my pare