Lahat ng Kabanata ng Hooked Between the Alpha Twins: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Gonzalo’s povHer scent lingered on my nostrils, I couldn’t understand why I felt drawn to her, I could obviously see the real dagger concealed beneath her waist, yet, I wanted to move with her, to the sway of her hips.Yet, the way her body moved, the way her eyes settled as she placed her finger on me, my heart had started racing and it was obvious she was the reason why but then those eyes also held hatred and animosity, coupled with the fact that she had a hidden dagger.The cold steel of the dagger caught the moonlight. I watched her pulse jump in her throat. She was truly terrified, but she still looked at me with a spark of fire that was almost worth the trouble of killing her.I placed it close to her throat and she swallowed hard, looked down at the blade and back at me.“I could rip you apart without a blade” I whispered, watching her reaction go from fear to realization.“I’ll put it in your heart if you don't,” she answered confidently.But then I made it a motion to have

Sapphire's POVThe guard held the envelope in one hand, his sword in another “My queen” he said softly, the darkness looming around him.“Come in” I swallowed hard.Alberto’s seal coming in after days meant something..trouble or at least uncertainty. It wasn’t something I was used to, yet.“What does it say?” I asked calmly.The letter was meant to be sent in only emergencies and held by either me or his most trusted count guard.“He said that only you read it” he handed it over “Alone” I took it slowly before letting him leave my room, this was the type of letter to get rid of the moment my eyes had scanned through its information.‘As I write this to you, I do not intend that you should panic, yes, my seal is there but it is a matter of urgency and discretion. Gonzalo isn’t dead and as much as I want him to be, he isn’t but I need him alive, the pack does’I stared at the letter with slight confusion. What on earth was he talking about?‘So I will be here longer than intended and f

Kaiser POVThere was something about him, the way his dark hair flowed below his shoulders, the way his eyes stared at my face and then sent signals throughout my body, it was electric, different and weirdly satisfying.I was meant to let him die, to kill him, to put the steel in his heart, yet my body, even my soul wanted him alive. Yes he had killed my parents but it didn’t change the fact that I felt a strange connection to him, it wasn’t just because of that kiss, or maybe it was, there was only one way to find out, I had to confirmAnd so when our bodies were so close together, I pressed my lips onto his, cupping his face with one hand. As someone who is quite inexperienced in such field, his lips made me feel like an expert, like I had been familiar with them for years.After kissing him well enough, I pulled away, letting out some air from my mouth as I couldn’t breathe.“You’re blessed with the art of kissing, lady who isn’t Alora” he smirked, leaning onto my neck and sucking

Kaiser’s POVMy parents would be rolling in their graves. How could I lay with their killer? The moment I had distanced myself from that room, I took a deep breath. I couldn’t do it, a disgrace to my mother’s name and I hadn’t even thought of the consequences. What would I say to Lady Sapphire? She had given me a second chance, a chance at life, to kill the man who hurt me the most and I went ahead to lay with him.I slapped myself across the face, not letting a tear drop from my eyes, I didn’t deserve to cry any tears but I still needed to get myself a new cloak, this filth I had on kept reminding me of my stupid mistake.The bustling noise of the market usually provided a sanctuary of anonymity, but today, the familiar shouting of merchants and the stench of salted fish felt like a suffocating shroud. Every step I took felt heavy, tainted by the lingering, ghost-like scent of jasmine and the phantom heat of Gonzalo’s skin against mine.Disgrace. The word echoed in my mind with ev

Alberto's POVThe Jade Pavilion was designed for authority, not for the suffocating, claustrophobic ache that currently clawed at my chest. The structure felt like a hollow bone, grand and ornate, yet utterly devoid of the one thing that made it a home: her.Outside, the pack was restless. I could hear them, the rhythmic scraping of boots against gravel, the low, guttural murmur of warriors who had grown weary of chasing ghosts. We had been hunting Enzo for three brutal days, tracing his scent through the mud-choked ravines and the tangled, unforgiving brush of the northern border. Every time we drew close, the trail turned cold, a mocking reminder of my failure to seal the perimeter. My lieutenants watched me with hungry, impatient eyes, waiting for a signal, waiting for the bloodletting that would finally justify our exhaustion.I stood at the balcony’s edge, my fingers tracing the cold, polished grain of the wood until my knuckles were white and bloodless. I was supposed to be th