Semua Bab Submission is Not My Style : Bab 111 - Bab 120

My blood chills. What the hell is he saying to my sister? Like she’s some animal? I know I should turn away. I made that law myself—never interfere in mated bonds. But his next words claw straight into my spine, lighting up every protective instinct I’ve buried deep. “I own you,” he says darkly.

But if that’s true—if she did face him—where is she now? My chest tightens. The Kali I knew, the one I… miss—she wouldn’t just vanish. Not unless something went horribly wrong. And now I can’t even beat the truth out of Khaos—not without putting Jasmine through more hell. A soft creak pulls me fr

The door to the deepest cell creaks open, and I step inside. The air here is damp and chokes like smoke, thick with the stench of rot and old blood. Torches flicker on the jagged stone walls, casting dancing shadows that twist like demons. Iron chains hang from the ceiling, some stained with dried b

It has to belong to the Alpha King. Lady Celestia’s father. He’s not even here, and still... his energy hums around the room, pressing into my chest like a weighted blanket. Oddly enough, it’s not scary. It’s... comforting. And that makes my skin crawl. Why would his energy—his power—someone I’

I can’t breathe. The moment the Alpha King steps further into the hall, it’s like all the air is sucked from my lungs. My chest tightens, a violent pressure clamping down until I feel like I’m suffocating. My head dips without warning, heavy as stone, falling forward like it no longer belongs to me