Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Tribrid Alpha’s Nemesis : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

DAXTON She stared at me with wide eyes as though she couldn’t figure out if she was dreaming or not. “Can you not hurt me like this?” I asked, and she let out a shaky breath, reaching out to touch the side of my face with a trembling hand. “How can you still want me after everything that has happened between us?” Arya brushed my hair away from my face, her touch calming the raging storm inside of me. “I’ve lived in a shell for so long, I grew accustomed to the dark. But, since I’ve met you, I’ve gotten greedy. I can’t… I can’t breathe right without you,” I croaked, and she bent over to press a gentle, lingering kiss to my forehead. My eyes fluttered close as I savoured the feel of her lips on my skin like a starved animal. She ran her fingers through the strands of my hair, pulling away to straighten. “You deserve someone who would love you—” I cut her off. “I don’t. Not after the sins I’ve committed. All I need is you. I’ll take your hatred or your affection, but I can’t sta

ARYA I paced back and forth outside Maya's room, gripping the strands of my hair in frustration. Skye had put my sister to sleep and had brought a strange herbal remedy, claiming it would soothe my sister's discomfort. The door to Maya's room creaked open, and Skye shut the door behind her. She was dressed in a silver jacket, a black T-shirt, pants and boots. She looked like she'd just left the set of an action movie. Her piercing blue eyes met mine. "She's stable now," she told me, and I pursed my lips, pondering on the fact that she'd shown up right on time for my sister's condition to deteriorate. What were the odds that this menacing brunette was a spy? "Banish any stupid thought in your head, right now. Sallie asked me to tell you to come to the dining room," she droned and started to walk away. I followed after her, closely watching her. When we arrived at the dining room, I was surprised to see that the rest of Daxton's major officials were gathered there. Daxton sat at t

ARYA I was screwed. Not just because Daxton had just slid down my panties with his teeth, but because I knew what was coming. And I couldn't stop it. Worse, I didn't want to. The second his mouth touched my clit, my entire body jerked, a gasp slipping from my lips. Heat rushed to my cheeks, my chest, and my core. His tongue flicked slowly at first, as though he'd chosen to savour every second. My wrists remained pinned above my head, my body utterly still under the weight of his compulsion. I couldn't move. I couldn't run. I could only feel. And gods, I felt everything. He groaned low in his throat, the vibrations sending a jolt straight through me. His fingers slid between my folds, which were slick with arousal. When one of those long fingers entered me, my toes curled and I let out a broken whimper. Another finger followed, pumping with unrelenting precision while his mouth worked in sync with every stroke. My thighs trembled, and my breaths came in short, frantic bursts. His t

DAXTON There was fire in her lilac eyes. The kind I'd come to adore. Gods, she was sexy when she was frustrated. It was clear that my attempts to push her away had failed terribly. And now, despite the hunger gnawing at my insides, I wanted to touch her. "I'm not leaving without you," she hissed, her fists clenched. I wanted to kiss her senseless. However, the burn beneath my skin intensified, a shiver running through me. I clenched my jaw, staggering backwards as the beast threatened to push to the surface. "Alpha," Soren said, hurrying to my side to steady me. "We need to move." "I'm aware," I muttered through gritted teeth. My vision pulsed black around the edges. It was getting worse. I looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps, recognizing the newcomer before he stepped into my line of vision. Mason. Maya was limp in his arms, her head resting against his chest. "Maya!" Arya exclaimed, and he flashed her a tight smile. "She's fine. She's just...asleep." Arya rele

ARYA He was barely holding himself together. I could see it in the way he blinked back tears, his lips twitching. He was confused, unable to process what was happening. But he couldn't be more confused than I was. I'd been so convinced that we were doomed to hate each other, and now that I felt a different emotion towards him, one that wasn't 'hate'? I didn't know what to do with myself. Wasn't the curse supposed to make me hate him? So, why? Why did it feel as though my chest was about to burst open under the weight of the emotions flooding my insides? "I... I don't know how to," he croaked, and I took hold of his hand, entwining his fingers with mine. "Baby steps, Daxton. I just want you to try," I said, and he swallowed. "I...uh..." He let out a weak laugh, rubbing his forehead with his free hand. "I'm scared, Arya." Heart pounding, I pulled him into my embrace, rubbing his back. He relaxed in my arms and wrapped his arms around me. All of a sudden, he stiffened. I pulled aw