All Chapters of Bite Me, Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Verret’s Pov The room was dark except for the faint shimmer of moonlight spilling through the tall windows. Delilah was asleep on my bed, her breathing soft and steady, the kind of calm I hadn’t known in centuries.I should’ve stayed on the couch. It would’ve been easier. Safer. But something in me refused to leave her side. Just knowing she was there — alive, warm, real — felt like a balm I didn’t deserve.Her presence made me restless. Made the air too heavy. Every time she shifted in her sleep, my pulse betrayed me. Her scent clung to the sheets, to me, and to every corner of my mind.I left the bed quietly, crossing to the balcony. The night was still, the sky bruised with starlight. My fingers curled around the cold railing as I stared into the dark stretch of horizon.How could someone I’d met in such chaos make me feel this way? How could she undo me so easily, just with her voice, her laughter, her stubborn heart?I’d lived long enough to know that love was a dangerous thing.

Malric’s Pov The room was too small for the storm brewing inside it.I stood there, fists clenched, blood still drying on my hands, staring at the man I once called brother. Verret.The same man I’d spent years believing was dead, now standing between me and the woman who carried my soul.He’d said the words like a blade: “She’s not going with you.”I took a step forward, voice low and trembling with rage.“Let me tell you something, brother. It’s nice seeing you again… but this woman right here belongs to me.”The air tightened.Delilah’s gasp broke the silence. Behind her, Reyna and Cory exchanged uneasy glances. Ava and the other warriors stayed close, weapons drawn but unsure if this was still a battlefield or a family tragedy unraveling in front of them.Verret’s eyes burned like smoldering coal. “She goes nowhere,” he said flatly.We stood there, eye to eye, two sides of the same bloodline—both broken, both too proud to back down.Delilah’s voice trembled as she stepped forward

Delilah’s PovThe night felt like it would never end. Reyna sat beside me the whole time, her warmth and calm voice the only thing holding me together. I had cried until my body ached, until there was nothing left but the hollow echo of regret in my chest.Reyna had listened to everything. Every confession, every tear. And instead of judging me, she whispered softly, “I understand you. I would’ve probably done the same.”Her words made me break all over again. “He said he doesn’t want me anymore,” I whispered, clutching her hand. “He probably rejects me already.”“Don’t say that,” Reyna replied. “Malric’s angry, yes, but anger doesn’t erase love. Come here.”I fell into her arms, and we held each other. She had been through so much with me, and yet, she never turned away.When she finally drifted off to sleep beside me, I sat awake for a long time, staring at the ceiling. My mind wouldn’t rest. I thought about Ava in the other chamber, how she moved around so gracefully despite being

Verret's Pov I don't know what to do anymore.Everything feels like it's collapsing around me, piece by piece, until all that's left is the echo of my own breathing and the ghosts of every damn decision I ever made. Ramon's face keeps coming back to me - that last moment, the disbelief in his eyes before I drove my blade through him. My friend.Killed because of a woman.A woman who wasn't even mine to begin with.If Ramon were here, he'd know what to do. He always did. He was the calm in every storm, the one who could talk me out of my own chaos. But now, the storm has no voice, and I'm drowning in it. And the irony? The cruelest part of it all? My younger brother - my own blood, is the mate of the woman I am in love with.How the hell is that even possible?I can't sleep. I can't eat. Every time I close my eyes, I see her face. I see his face. And then, I see Ramon's lifeless eyes staring back at me like an accusation carved into eternity.But tonight... tonight, I think I finally

Seraphine's Pov The word die still hung in the air like smoke, but I refused to flinch. I'd faced gods, alphas, and demons, witches were not going to be the ones to break me."I'll take the risk," I said, my voice trembling only slightly. "Ask whatever you want, and I'll answer. But you're going to help me eliminate her."Elnora's lips curved, but not in amusement. "You think you're brave, little wolf," she murmured. "But bravery and foolishness are sisters, and tonight, I cannot tell them apart.""I don't care what you call it," I snapped. "Just start the damn ritual."She tilted her head, observing me like one might a snake about to bite its own tail. Then she turned to the shadows and called out softly, "Asha. Brune. Calira."Three figures stepped out from the corners of the hall-tall, veiled, power radiating off them like heat from a forge. Their eyes glowed faintly, each a different hue, amber, violet, and silver. I knew instinctively that these were the High Witches. The ones w