Semua Bab Submission is Not My Style : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Kali "Never mind," I mutter, waving Fury off. He dips his head in a short bow before turning away, his footsteps fading into the dark hallway, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I exhale sharply and open the book he brought, forcing myself to focus on the words, but the letters blur together. Fr

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

Alpha Jack My grip around Kali’s throat tightens involuntarily—not because I want to hurt her, because her words—her fucking words—cut too deep. Her wet lashes frame those defiant eyes, watching me with something between challenge and amusement, as if she enjoys testing me, pushing me. She doesn’

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, the

"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 ro