Semua Bab Submission is Not My Style : Bab 71 - Bab 80

The pain vanishes from his face almost instantly. He slumps forward, hands braced against the ground, chest heaving. Across from him, Lady Celestia stumbles back like she’s been gutted. Her eyes go wide, one hand clawing at her chest as if she’s trying to hold herself together—or stop something fr

I bite my tongue, holding back more questions. His face is too raw. Too exposed. And for the first time, I realize—Jack bleeds too. So I change the subject. “Hey, um... do you have a pack library or something?” I ask, trying to sound casual. He blinks. “Yeah. Why?” “Just bored,” I shrug. “Need so

“It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen before,” she murmurs, her voice shaking. “She’s probably bigger than all of the male wolves in the pack. How… how is that even possible? You’re just a female.” The word just lingers in the air like an insult. Her voice isn’t cruel—but the implication stings all

No. That’s impossible. It has to be. I press a hand to my chest, to the place where the necklace once rested, and keep walking—one step at a time—back to Jack. Back to the only place that’s ever felt like it could be home. And maybe… just maybe… there’s more than just comfort waiting for me. Maybe

My knees threaten to give out. “Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask, my voice rough and strained. “For Moon’s sake, Kali—I’m your mate. I would’ve helped you. I should’ve been the one to carry that burden… not him.” “Maybe if you weren’t so busy trying to claim me like I’m some kind of possession, I wou