All Chapters of Bite Me, Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Delilah’s PovToday is a new day.A good day.Or at least it is going to be good. It has to be.When I came back to the room last night, Reyna was already asleep. I just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror, not even recognizing the woman looking back at me. What has happened to me? For two years I built myself up, stone by stone, scar by scar, and now I am letting men rip me apart like I am nothing. The same reason I built myself in the first place was to never let this happen again. And I swore, right there, it will never happen again.I started sticking my beads into my top, wrapping myself in the fabrics the way I used to before all of this mess. It felt like putting back pieces of myself I had lost.Reyna was still sleeping, her face soft and pretty. She looked like peace itself. I hoped that when she finally meets her mate, he will love her wholeheartedly, in ways that protect her from this kind of pain. She deserves that.There’s been things about Reyna that I wanted to

Malric’s Pov I am going mad.Watching her press those soft lips to my son's cheek, Caleb’s cheek… I feel something inside me break and re-form into a thing that only knows hunger. It is ugly and bright and it wants to bury the world and keep her buried with it.I promised myself I would stop. I swore the feeling would die. Calm would come back. I was a fool to think I could bargain with this heat. I am a fool for standing in the shadows while she plucks the harp and smiles like the sun belongs to her.Maybe I am a psycho. Maybe that is what this is called: obsession. Delilah. Her name tastes like iron and honey at once.Tommy whimpers beside me, all chains and torn cloth. He thinks pleading can erase what he did. He thinks ignorance is an excuse. He doesn't understand the language of disrespect that runs through me like wildfire.He shakes his head. Sweat slicks his temple. He says, I didn't know she was your mate. I'm sorry. I didn't mean—Words are cheap when everything else is bon

Delilah’s Pov The air was thick with our breathing, hot and uneven. My chest rose and fell, bare, trembling. His body was still open, skin glistening, eyes dark and unreadable.Then, without warning, he whispered, “Wait for me.”I blinked, confused. “Why?”Again, firm, like a command. “Wait for me.”Before I could demand an answer, he pulled on his clothes in swift, sharp movements and left me, left me sprawled on the desk of the library, dress torn, dignity scattered.I sat frozen. One moment I had been swearing I’d never be more than a cursed mate, the next—gods help me—I had been clawing for more of him, moaning his name like a fool while he thrust into me with merciless hunger.Even now, just thinking about it made my thighs clench with need. Made me want him again. Again and again.“Seems like you’re an indecisive bitch,” my wolf growled inside me, sharp as always.“Oh, that’s new,” I muttered under my breath. “You don’t get to question me when you never give me advice. When you

Delilah’s Pov The first thing I felt was warmth. A deep, soothing warmth that clung to my skin, almost as if the mattress beneath me had remembered my body from the night before and was cradling me back into that same heat. My eyes fluttered open slowly, blinking against the morning light that spilled through the curtains.For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, inhaling deeply as a small smile curved my lips. Something about this morning felt different, soft, tender, almost too special to be real. I turned to the side with a sigh, expecting to brush against a body, a presence, him.But I was alone.My hand fell against the cool sheets, and instantly my heart throbbed with the rush of memory.It came to me in waves, each one pulling me deeper….the garden where he carried me, his hands firm against my back; the heat of his mouth stealing every sound from my throat; the ice against my skin in the dining hall, making me shiver and ache in equal measure; the way we chased

Delilah’s POVThe sound was the first thing that made me freeze. A low moan, breathy, heavy, wrong. I blinked, thinking I must have misheard. But when I pushed the library door wider, I saw it.Reyna. On the desk. Cory between her legs, his fingers moving in ways I didn’t even want to process. Her head thrown back, lips parted, a sound tearing from her throat that would never, ever be mistaken for pain.I stood there—pale, still, almost forgetting how to breathe. My mind tried to deny it, but my eyes refused to. This wasn’t some shadow trick. This was real.When they finally noticed me, it was chaos. Reyna gasped, shoving Cory away, stumbling to cover herself, her face a mixture of guilt and shame. Cory only smirked like the devil himself, no apology in his eyes.I didn’t wait for explanations. My heart slammed into my chest, my stomach twisted, and I turned on my heel, storming out.“Delilah! Wait!” Reyna’s voice cracked behind me, her footsteps hurried.I walked faster, but she caug