Lahat ng Kabanata ng Submission is Not My Style : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Kali’s POV“What do you say, Luna?”The voice snaps me out of my thoughts, yanking me back to the present. I blink, realizing I had been lost—lost in the memory of Jack’s cruel words, lost in the horrifying reality of what returning to him would mean."You either stay out here and risk your life, or you come with me," the warrior says. His tone is oddly gentle for someone suggesting I walk back into the devil’s den.I meet his gaze, searching for any hint of deception, but there’s none. His eyes remain warm, kind—too kind for someone from Blood Fang. And yet, here he is again, hovering over me like some unwanted guardian angel.A bitter laugh escapes my lips. “I’m sorry,” I say with sarcasm. “But I can’t go back with you to Blood Fang. I’d rather die out here than set foot in that hellhole again and return to your beast of an Alpha.” My throat tightens, but I push through. “Only the Moon Goddess knows what he’d do to me if I went back.”The warrior—whatever his name is—shifts uncomfor

My lips curl into a smirk.“Oh?” I taunt. "Did you think you were Special just because we are mate? That you could use the mate bond to make me accept you?" I tilt my head, eyes flashing with challenge. "I rejected one mate before you, and I’ll reject you just as easily.""So that’s what’s giving you confidence," he snarls, his fingers twitching like he’s seconds away from grabbing me. "You think I’m just like your pathetic excuse of a first mate?"His ego is wounded, his rage palpable.I hold his gaze, refusing to back down.Then, without warning, he steps back. The sudden loss of his warmth leaves me breathless."I didn’t want to go this far," he murmurs, his voice both a promise and a curse. "But you’re giving me no choice."His next words are a vow."You’ll eat those words. I’ll make damn sure of it."Before I can react, his fingers clamp around my wrist like a steel shackle."Let me go, you bastard!" I thrash against his grip, but he drags me forward, his hold unyielding. My feet

The forest is too quiet.Towering trees stretch toward the night sky, their branches weaving together like skeletal fingers, blocking out most of the moonlight. But I don’t need the moon to see. My heightened senses pick up every shift in the shadows, every rustle of leaves beneath our steps, every distant heartbeat of unseen creatures lurking nearby.Jack’s sister moves effortlessly through the darkness, as if she belongs to it. I trail behind her, my senses sharp, my guard up. I don’t trust her. I don’t trust anyone—except, for some reason, Fury.She may have freed me from that cell, but that doesn’t mean I owe her anything. For all I know, she could be leading me straight to my death.I steal another glance at her, noting once again the striking resemblance to Jack. The same silver eyes. The same confident stride, as if she owns the very ground she walks on.“So,” I say casually, though I’m not joking, “you’re not secretly kidnapping me, are you? Or, I don’t know, leading me somewh

The world before me isn’t real—and I know that. But it feels real.A little girl, maybe five or six, giggles as she runs barefoot through the tall grass, her wild hair bouncing behind her. She’s chasing a small white rabbit, her tiny hands reaching out with determination. The rabbit darts left, then right, and she squeals in delight before—thud—she trips and falls hard on her knees.“Ow!” she cries, her small hands scraping the ground as tears fill her wide eyes.“M!” a boy’s voice calls out. A boy, not much older than her, rushes over, his brows pinched in concern. “Stop crying. I promise I’ll protect you, okay?”She sniffs and glares at him through her tears. “How are you gonna protect me? You’re just a kid.”He puffs out his chest like a soldier and says proudly. “Have you forgotten? I’m gonna be a warrior. Your personal bodyguard.”“You can't protect me if you can’t even catch a rabbit”Before he can answer, the same rabbit dashes between his legs, and he yelps, stumbling and fall

"Finish what we started earlier?" I repeat, my voice strained as I try to sound nonchalant—like my stomach isn't doing wild flips, like my thighs aren't clenching involuntarily at the memory.Jack’s eyes gleam as he steps closer, his heat already invading my space.“Yeah,” he murmurs, his voice rough and smoky—like silk dragging slowly across bare skin. “You remember… how your legs trembled when I touched you. The way you moaned my name like it was the only word you knew.”I swallow hard.The memories come rushing in, uninvited. The way he’d held me like I was something precious and wild at the same time. My skin flushes, and I silently curse myself for feeling anything.Control, Kali. Get it back.“I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” I lie, lifting my chin defiantly. “I don’t remember anything.”Jack lets out a low chuckle. It sends a ripple of electricity across my skin. “Don’t play coy with me, Kali,” he murmurs, another step forward. “I can see the way you look at me. I felt