บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Nektarios Hated Human Mate: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

NEKTARIOS’ POVA stifled groan escaped my lips as I felt a sudden, painful jab in my chest. Sinking my claws into the tree bark beside me, I tried to catch my breath. The first five minutes felt like a living hell. Bracing myself, I let the pain rip through every vein of my body while fighting off the control it intends to have over me. The eyes rolled deep into their sockets as my veins popped in excruciating pain. I can feel the storm swelling inside of me. Holding onto the tree tightly, I bite down hard on my lower lip to take it all in. After what felt like a lifetime of excruciating pain, my body slumped into the dirt. Clamped breath easing up slowly.Shutting my eyes tightly, I sat still listening to the noises of the birds, the howls, and the voices of the people around the woods. My racing heart eventually fell into the right rhythm, calming my nerves.“How long do you think you can endure this much pain? Even for a long-lived person like you, there are some limits you do not

ATARIAH’S POVMy heels were beginning to ache from my continuous pacing. I woke up extremely restless. It's been days since the court ladies came by the house, ever since I insisted on learning about the history of the empire, they have kept their distance. Makes me worried that I might have asked after something I shouldn’t. But then, isn’t that the way it is meant to be? Am I not supposed to know the beginning of a place I am told to be a part of? They are hiding something, and it doesn’t look suitable for the supposed plan I am onto. If I am going to play along, I need to find out about their core. It's not like I know what I would do with the information yet; I still want to know. I even went as far as reading the entire content of the ancient book I kept. There were still a lot of unclear messages in them. There was no mention of how the monsters came by. Just their gods have been spoken about and praised. Even the angels I share a tattoo with have little information about them.

AUTHOR’s POVAn ominous silence lingered in the air as the three women sat in awkward silence. Their wolves were restless and seemed to struggle to communicate their thoughts. When they were assigned the task, considering the person involved, they didn’t think they would need to tell their beginnings to not just a stranger but an enemy.Octavia couldn’t hold it in anymore and had to say something. “Are we doing this?”Helga scoffed, “You make it sound like we have any other choice. The lord already gave us a go-ahead.”“So you think he just gave us the go-ahead without expecting us to be cautious?” she inquired.Livia furrowed her brows. “What are you driving at? That we shouldn’t narrate the entire history to her? Her people betrayed us.”“And that is exactly why I think that isn’t our place to tell. Since she wants to know so much about our history, our gods, and what led us here, we might as well share the part that would put her in her place.” Octavia stated.Helga cackled dryly,

AUTHOR’S POVHelga mouthed a thank you to the helper who served her meal. She was about to dig into it when she felt Livia’s intense gaze. Huffing, she raised her head. “Do you have plans to dig out my guts with your eyes? What is it?”Livia let out a loud sigh. “Why did you cut me short when I was about to delve into how we were subject to the human’s betrayal? Isn’t that the same thing Octavia requested us to do?”She was about to respond when Damon strutted into the space, beaming brightly at the women. “There are my beautiful ladies. I thought Aunt Octavia would be here. Where is she?” Damon asked as he pecked each woman on the cheek.“She went home early,” Livia replied, still keeping her eyes on Helga. “Join us for dinner, Damon.”“I had no plans of refusing.” He chuckled, taking a seat.“How is your sister, Malia?” she asked.“Hale and hearty. I left her not too long ago after she went to bed. She sleeps in early nowadays and wakes up like a happy lily the next day,” he snicke

NEKTARIOS’ POV “How dare you?” I gnarled, tightening my grip around her neck.Not once has it happened in my entire years of living have I heard anyone call me to my face a destruction. But this wretched thing that calls herself a human thinks she can talk to me whichever way she pleases. My claws were out, and they sank into her neckline. Her flappy hands slapped my arm, her legs kicking viciously. I can feel my wolf turning against me, but I wasn’t about to let her go. Her existence has turned my world upside down, and I want her out of it. I want her gone like a lost memory. I had come by the house to get something from my room, as if her presence wasn’t enough tragedy. She got quite comfortable breeding a garden in my home like hers. The last time I was here, I had noticed the garden blossoming. I didn’t need to ask anyone to know the human had done it. Her filthy scent was everywhere, giving me enough reason to snuff life out of the plants. Thought that would serve as enough of