All Chapters of DEVEREUX'S SHARED OBSESSION : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CALEB'S POVPanic seized my chest, hot and violent, as Victoria’s voice drifted further into the room."Fuckkkk! This isn't happening!" My mind screamed.I shoved against Augustus’s solid frame with all my remaining strength, my breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. But Augustus didn't flinch. With agonizing slowness, he pulled back just an inch, his dark eyes glittering with a dangerous, untroubled amusement before he finally stepped away from me, breaking the heavy trap of his body.I scrambled backward, frantically rubbing the back of my hand across my swollen, burning lips, trying desperately to fix my disheveled clothes and steady my erratic pulse.Victoria stepped fully into the suite, her sharp eyes scanning the room with immediate suspicion. Before she could take another step or catch sight of me lingering in the shadows, a deep, resonant voice echoed from the hallway outside."Victoria." Someone called from her back.She froze, turning abruptly toward the doorway. Maximil

CALEB'S POVThe heavy mahogany doors slammed shut behind us, swallowing the suffocating, sycophantic air of the dining room and leaving us in the echoing chill of the grand corridor. The sudden quiet felt like a physical weight lifting off my chest, yet the adrenaline still screamed through my veins, hot and erratic.I didn't want them here. I didn't want any of them.I yanked my arm out of Evander’s reach, spinning on my heel to glare up at the two towering pillars of arrogance flanking me. "Don't touch me," I snapped, my voice echoing off the vaulted stone ceilings. "I can walk on my own two feet. I don't need a pack of Devereux guard dogs babysitting me."Evander didn't flinch. Instead, his dark eyes narrowed, sweeping over me with an unsettling, clinical intensity. He crossed his arms over his chest, the rich scent of cedar sharpening in the confined hallway. "Save the dramatics for someone who cares, Caleb. We did you a favor back there. If Father hadn’t stepped in... if we hadn’

CALEB'S POVThe heavy oak doors finally clicked shut, sealing the suffocating echo of their threats inside the hallway.I stood there alone for a long, agonizing minute, the scent of cedar and biting frost slowly clearing from the air, replaced by the sterile smell of polished marble and old money.I pressed both hands against my face, dragged them down through my hair, and let out a long, ragged sigh of relief that felt like it had been trapped in my chest for a decade.Those two sadistic bastards. I needed a drink, a shower, and maybe a complete exorcism to cleanse myself of the sheer filth of this conversation.Before I could even take a single step toward the guest suite to call it a night, my phone rang.The sharp, shrill vibration tore through the quiet tension of the estate, making me jump out of my skin. I hauled the device out of my pocket, squinting at the screen.Kale.Right.... the very figment of convenience I had just used as a shield against the Devereux brothers' psych

CALEB'S POVPanic overriding my sluggish motor skills, I shoved myself off the bar stool, desperate to find the exit, to find air, to find Kale."It already kicked in, target was escaping." someone said from the club's bar. My knees felt boneless, buckling beneath me as I stumbled blindly toward the back hallway where the restrooms were located. The world was spinning wildly, the flashing neon lights bleeding together into streaks of violent red and electric blue.I staggered forward, panting heavily, my hands clutching blindly at the air."Well, well, well. Look what we have here," a deep, gravelly voice sneered right beside my ear.Before I could turn, a heavy, bruising hand clamped around my bicep. I gasped, trying to jerk away, but I was hauled backward with terrifying strength. I glanced up, my hazy vision struggling to focus through my fox mask, and found myself staring at a massive alpha wearing a polished, snarling lion mask."Let go of me!" I managed to hiss, though it came

EVANDER'S POVBeing Evander Devereux have many perks, though tonight, beneath the cold, mocking glint of this wolf mask, names didn't matter. Only the heat mattered. Only the slick, trembling, ruined mess of the alpha kneeling on the couch beneath us mattered."Mmmmh, ahhh" the Fox masked alpha moaned loudly. He seems familiar to me and Lysander.Beside me, Lysander... my brother in every dark impulse, wearing his own cruel leopard mask... chuckled darkly as the fox-masked alpha whimpered against the leather.Fuckkk, the sound of that pathetic, broken whine sent a fresh surge of molten fire straight to my groin. For months, our systems had been entirely wrecked. Some irritating, clingy nuisance named Caleb had thrown our internal clocks, our instincts, and our appetites entirely out of alignment.We had grown cold, indifferent, starved of anything that could actually scratch the deep, feral itch inside our chests.Until tonight... until this delicious, arrogant little alpha stumbled