Semua Bab Alpha Logan's Mistress: Bab 51 - Bab 60

CULLENShe couldn’t speak anymore. Her lips trembled, but nothing came out.“You’re silent now?” I tilted my head, smirking. “You seemed to have a lot to say earlier. What is wrong with you servants? Have you all forgotten what you are?”“I… I’m sorry, Beta,” she stuttered, her voice breaking like glass underfoot.I chuckled, low and sharp. “Oh, now you’re sorry. But if you’re really sorry, then prove it. And you don’t prove it by apologizing to me. You prove it by apologizing to the person you offended.”Her eyes widened, panic flashing across her face. “S… sir?”“Are you deaf?” I murmured, letting my voice drop into a growl. “You either apologize and walk away, or you follow me and learn some manners. Your choice.” I flashed her a grin then, teeth bared, just enough fang to make her knees buckle.But she must have taken it the wrong way, because her trembling stopped all at once. She lowered her face, and to my annoyance, I caught the smallest smile tugging at her lips. She thought

REINAHis breath was warm against my skin, the sound of my name falling from his lips like a prayer he had been repeating for days. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, not when his hands were on me as though he was terrified I might vanish if he let go.“Reina,” he whispered again, his voice breaking in a way I had never heard before. “Do you know what you’re doing to me?”I wanted to answer, but my words caught in my throat. The truth was, I didn’t know what I was doing. All I knew was the way my chest ached when I looked at him, the way my body leaned closer even when my mind told me to step back.His lips brushed over mine again, softer this time, lingering. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it echoing in my ears. I closed my eyes, letting myself sink into the kiss, letting his warmth pull me under. Every press of his mouth against mine was a plea, every breath between us heavy with all the things we couldn’t say out loud.When he pulled back, just slightly, his forehead reste

LOGANThe door slammed open and Cullen barged in like a storm. His chest rose and fell sharply, his jaw tight, his eyes locked on me as if I had just committed the worst crime imaginable.“What the hell was that?” he snapped, his voice sharp enough to cut the air in half.I leaned back against the edge of the bed, still pulling on my shirt. My head throbbed faintly from the drinks I’d drowned myself in last night, and his tone didn’t help. I waved a hand lazily. “It’s too early for you to be screaming in my room. Lower your voice, Cullen.”He stepped forward, ignoring my attempt to brush him off. “Lower my voice? Do you realize what just happened out there? Do you even realize how reckless you were?”I shrugged, fastening the last button of my shirt. “I didn’t plan for it to happen.”“You didn’t plan it,” Cullen repeated, disbelief dripping from every syllable. He dragged a hand down his face, then planted his fists on his hips like he was trying not to explode. “Logan, you had Reina

SERAPHINAI felt a rush of glee spread through me. My lips curved in a slow smile, and for the first time that day, I relaxed my shoulders. Knowing that Reina was right where I wanted her was like sipping the richest wine. Sweet, and satisfying. She was beneath me in every possible way, and nothing—absolutely nothing—was going to change that.So what if she managed to sneak around and sleep with my husband? Did that suddenly lift her from the dirt? No. She was still the nobody she always had been. A filthy stain in this palace, clinging to shadows like she belonged. Tonight, she was tucked away like a worthless object, and I finally had the stage all to myself.I turned my head and noticed Logan. He wasn’t watching me. His attention was bent toward Mina, and they were whispering. My lips pressed together tightly. I didn’t need to hear their words to know they weren’t talking about me.My hand shot out and gripped his arm, digging my nails in just enough for him to notice. He glanced

LOGAN“You’re not drinking enough,” she teased, plucking the goblet from my hand. She lifted it to my lips herself, watching me as I drank, her eyes almost daring me to pull away. When I set it down, she wiped the corner of my mouth with her thumb, smiling in that way she hadn’t done for weeks.It should have calmed me. Instead, it tightened the coil inside my chest.She winked, then leaned back gracefully, her gown pooling around her like liquid silver. “Do you see how they’re watching us?” she murmured, tilting her head toward the crowd. “They envy me. They all wish they were in my place.”And she was right. People were staring, whispering behind raised hands. Some smiled at us like we were already king and queen. She thrived on that attention, glowing beneath it, and I found myself staring at her longer than I meant to.“You’ve been restless, my king,” she continued, her tone lower, softer. “I’ve noticed. But tonight, you look… mine again.”Her fingers trailed along my arm, light e