Semua Bab Rejected By The Alpha, Now Pregnant With His Baby: Bab 41 - Bab 50

JadeGuilt is a damn heavy thing. It sinks into your bones, sets up camp, and makes itself at home until it’s all you can feel.That’s where I am right now—drowning in it. Every time I close my eyes, I see Patrick’s lifeless body, feel the weight of his death pressing down on my chest like a boulder. If I’d been stronger, if I’d practiced more, maybe I could’ve saved him.Maybe. But maybes don’t change anything, do they?The exhaustion? That’s a whole other beast. Every day, I push myself harder. Forcing magic to come when it doesn’t want to, trying to get stronger, faster. The thought of another demon showing up while I’m not ready keeps me up at night, and I’m paying the price for it. My hands shake, my vision blurs at times, and Penny’s questions are getting harder to answer.And yet, through it all, Damien’s there. Picking up the pieces I leave behind like he’s some kind of walking glue stick, holding my shattered edges together.“You’ve got to rest, Jade,” Damien says for the hun

DamienA demon on my lands.It’s the kind of thing that makes my skin crawl and every muscle in my body tense up like I’m about to fight for my life—because I might be. I sit at the head of the table, drumming my fingers on the wooden surface, trying to keep the frustration in check. But damn if it isn’t hard. There’s a demon lurking in my territory, and I have no idea where it’s hiding or when it’s going to strike next. The three packs bordering Glory Town may have cleared their differences, and the other two aren’t blaming me for Patrick’s death, but the pressure hasn’t let up. If anything, it’s worse.I glance across the table at Alec, who’s taken over Patrick’s alpha duties for the East Hills pack since Patrick’s death. Apparently, the demon zeroed in on their senior members, and they didn’t have any left. The shifters who remained were in no shape to lead, so Alec stepped up.He has family who married into East Hills, a couple of cousins. He grew up visiting their territory and l

JadeCrowds have never been my thing. In fact, they rank somewhere between tax audits and root canals on my list of things I’d like to avoid. But here I am, standing at the edge of this three-pack party, my nerves fraying like an old sweater.I shift my weight from one foot to the other, scanning the sea of faces. It’s mostly shifters, all laughing and talking like they haven’t got a care in the world. That’s the thing about shifters—they thrive on these kinds of gatherings, feeding off the energy of the pack. Meanwhile, I’m just trying not to let my pulse race out of control.I take a deep breath, trying to calm the swirling anxiety. Damien had insisted that Haley watch Penny tonight, giving me a break. And while part of me appreciates the gesture, the other part feels like I’m walking into a lion’s den.“Just relax, Jade,” I mutter to myself. “It’s a party, not an execution.”The music is loud, and the air is saturated with the scents of sweat and alcohol, and the unmistakable musk

DamienJealousy looks good on Jade.It’s the first thought that hits me when she interrupts the conversation between me and the blonde from Starfire Hollow. I catch the flash of irritation in her eyes. The second I see that fire, everything else—my stress, the lingering tension in my shoulders from the demon threat, the suffocating pressure of leadership—it all fades into the background.“Am I interrupting something?” Jade’s voice cuts through the air, sharp and tense.The blonde—Nina, I think her name is—glances between us, eyes widening as she senses the change in atmosphere. She takes a step back, clearly uncertain. Honestly, it’s the smartest thing she’s done all night.“Actually, yeah,” I say, fighting back a grin. “You kind of are.”Jade’s brown eyes narrow, and for a second, I wonder if she’s about to deck me. I can practically see the thoughts spinning in her head—everything from annoyance at the situation to her stubborn refusal to admit that she’s jealous. It’s all written a

And who am I to deny her? I dive in, licking and sucking and stroking her with my tongue, and her head falls back, her spine arching. “Oh, fuck, yes. That’s it. Right there.” Her words spur me on, and I bury my face in her pussy, devouring her with reckless abandon. Her nails rake down my shoulders as her legs wrap around my head, drawing me closer, trapping me in the most delicious way. I lose myself in the taste and feel of her, savoring every moan and whimper. Her hips thrust wildly, and her breathing grows shallow and frantic. I know she’s close. I slide a finger inside her, pumping slowly, and then a second, curling them just right. Her entire body convulses. “Oh, God. Yes. Damien. Fuck, yes!” Her climax washes over her, and she writhes and shakes beneath me, her orgasm sending waves of pleasure crashing through both of us. When her body finally goes limp, I slowly pull away and rest my head on her stomach, listening to the sound of her heartbeat slowing and her breathin