Semua Bab Bite Me, Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Delilah’s PovI don’t even know how to do this, how to face him right now. My fingers are fidgeting by my side and my chest feels heavy.“What are you doing here, Malric?” I ask softly, trying not to sound nervous, but my voice betrays me.He raises a brow, that usual calm expression on his face making me restless. “I mean… I can’t come to see you anymore?”“Plus this is my chamber."True.I look away, forcing a laugh that sounds more bitter than amused. “I think you only want to see me when you want to feel my touch… when you want to fuck me. So get on with it.”I regret the words the second they leave my mouth, but it’s too late.Malric’s face changes instantly. That unreadable mask slips, and for the first time, I see something sharp flicker in his eyes, something wounded, something dangerous.“So…” his voice drops low, colder than ice. “Is that what you think of me?”I meet his gaze, trying to stand my ground even though my heart is pounding. “That’s the impression you give me.”H

Malric’s PovIt’s been weeks since the training started. Weeks of exhaustion. Weeks of sweat, bruises, and sleepless nights. Everyone has been pushed to their limits, the warriors, the gammas, even the omegas. The air around the fortress carries the weight of what’s coming, like a storm waiting to break.We’ve built defenses around Valmora. Strengthened the walls. Laid traps across the city. Every man and woman has been preparing to fight.And then there’s Delilah.Training her has been… complicated. Every day, without fail, we’re at the grounds. Every day, I push her harder than anyone else. And every day, somehow, our sessions end with me inside her, tangled in something neither of us can seem to control.I hate myself for it.I’ve even asked Seraphine to find a way to break the mate bond, because I can’t be her mate. I can’t. If I reject her the normal way, it will kill her… and despite everything, I cannot let that happen. Anyone else, yes. But not her.Today, the training grounds

Delilah’s PovI don’t know how long I’ve been out.My eyes flutter open slowly, and the brightness of the room almost blinds me for a moment. It feels strange… too quiet. My body feels lighter, but pale, empty, and fragile, like all my strength was drained away.I push myself up a little, trying to sit, when a soft voice beside me says,“Take it easy. You need to rest.”I turn and finally notice her, a girl sitting by the edge of the bed.She’s pretty. Very pretty. Her dark brown hair is long and falls softly over her shoulders, and her features are delicate. She looks young, but not too young.I blink at her, confused.“I… I’m not feeling the pain anymore,” I say slowly, touching my side where I remember claws tearing through me, where I remember someone pressing cloth deep into my wound to stop the bleeding. But now… nothing. No pain. I lift the fabric slightly to check, and it’s completely healed, like it never happened.“Who are you?” I ask, my voice rough, unsure.She smiles soft

Delilah’s PovThe grand dining table was silent.The clinking of cutlery was the only sound in the room, and somehow, it felt louder than ever. Everyone was there, Malric at the head of the table, his cold aura filling the space like an invisible wall. Caleb sat opposite me, his gaze burning into my skin, as if he could drag every buried memory back to life just by staring. Islode was next to him, holding her baby, but her eyes… her eyes were sharp and wicked, fixed on me like knives.I swallowed hard and kept my head down, pretending to focus on my food, though I hadn’t taken a single bite.Why was she looking at me like that?As if I wanted Caleb back. As if I cared. As if I didn’t wish every memory of him would just disappear.I glanced up, only to meet Caleb’s gaze again, soft but heavy, like a storm he was trying to hide. My chest tightened instantly, and I looked away, focusing on Valen and Cory at the far end of the table. And then there was Malric.He didn’t even spare me a s

Delilah’s Pov No. No, no, no, no, no. This cannot be happening. My thoughts were everywhere, a storm crashing inside me, I couldn’t even breathe properly. I wanted to scream, I wanted to tear out my own skin, I wanted to wake up and realize this was nothing but a nightmare. I jolted upright, ready to get off the bed, and that was when I noticed that I wasn’t wearing anything. My whole body froze. My skin burned with disgust. I dragged the sheets around me, clutching them so tight I thought they would rip. “Here,” Islode’s voice rang out, calm, almost sweet, but her eyes glistened with something vile. She pointed to the corner of the room where a folded dress sat neatly. “A new dress. We bought it for you.” Bought it for me. As if this was some kind of celebration. I snatched the dress up and darted into the small chamber adjoining the room, the sheet still around me. My hands were shaking as I forced the fabric over my body. My skin still reeked of him. My stomach turned. Whe