Love is Hell; Mate is Heaven のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 291 - チャプター 300

Colton’s POV“Wait,” Jamal said, and I almost screamed.I was ready, more than ready. Naked on the bed with him, his body heavy and hot on top of mine. Arousal clouded my mind, a frantic pull that tugged at every nerve ending. Sparks danced over my skin, and I wanted release. I wanted it now. So, when he said to wait, I just about lost my mind. Wait for what?Jamal looked flustered. I could feel the tension in him, the way his muscles bunched up. He was so close. We were both so close. And then it was like he hit a wall. In one swift motion, I wrapped my right leg around his waist and pushed on his shoulder, flipping us over.He landed on his back with a soft thump, and the whole world spun for a second before I was straddling him. He looked up at me, shocked, and I almost giggled. Did he think my slender body couldn’t do that? It was obvious I trained.A shaky breath escaped his lips when I started grinding against him. His

Colton’s POV"I heard that your grandfather was a Beta."An invisible lightbulb went on above Jamal's head. He had a point, a big one. I tilted my head to look at him. "Who told you that?""Jerry and Caspian were talking during training this morning," he said.My gut clenched. Was my bloodline a problem? "Is that a problem?" I asked.Jamal shook his head. "No. I want to ask you something." He paused, letting the silence stretch. "Will you be the second Beta of the Midnight Guardians pack once Sullivan becomes Alpha?"I blinked. "Second Beta?"He hummed in confirmation. "The Midnight Guardians pack has two Alphas. Sullivan’s parents, Alpha Elias and Alpha Meredith. My father is a Beta, and so is my mother. But my mother decided to focus on her hobbies, so my father does most of the official work. She helps when needed. It’s a lot like how Tyler and Vivian work here."I nodded. I understood. In the Lightclaw pac

Seraphina's POV“You’re going to get whacked if you don’t pay attention.”I pulled my dress over my head, hearing Adrian’s muffled cry as the umbrella pole hit his head. I hid a laugh, letting the black sundress fall to the sand. Adrian was staring, a goofy expression on his face as he wrestled with the umbrella. I tied a silky scarf around my waist, creating a makeshift skirt that swayed just above my knees. It looked like it belonged on a runway.Turning my back on the boys, I walked toward the water, my bare feet sinking slightly into the warm sand. The lake was a deep, shimmering blue. I watched as swimmers enjoyed themselves on my left and right, but the water in front of me was completely empty, still as glass. It was a clear, unspoken rule; this was the VIP area. The discipline of the people surprised me. If this were a human crowd, someone would have already tried to test the boundaries.At parties in

Zane’s POV“Your skin is pale. You should cover up so you don't get a sunburn.”I said it fast, the first thing that came to mind. It sounded so dumb, even to my own ears. Mabel just stared at me. Her dark eyes, framed by long lashes, narrowed into slits. She wanted to call me on my lie. I could feel it. She was about to point out that everyone else on the beach, including me, was nearly naked. I braced for her to tell me how ridiculous I was. Instead, she looked at her own arms, at the skin of her stomach and legs.It was true. She was pale. Compared to the tanned bodies of everyone else here, she looked stark white. She’d spent so much time in the attic, hiding, and since coming to the pack she’d been busy. The sun hadn't touched her much. She bit her lip and glanced at me. “Even if I burn, I will heal quickly.”I shook my head. “How can I allow you to suffer? Any scratch or burn on you hurts me a thousand

Mabel’s POV“Did you miss me?” Zane nudged my nose with his.My arms were around his neck, the water lapping at my waist. “Yes.” I did. I always missed him when he wasn’t within touching distance. His gaze dropped to my lips. They were parted slightly, and I knew what he saw. He saw that I wanted a kiss. I also knew he could feel the current of my deeper desires, a hum that went straight to his groin.The pressure of him, hard and wanting, was a maddening presence. The thought of him wanting me back, right here, right now, made it worse. His t-shirt, clinging to me, was a flimsy barrier. If this beach wasn’t packed, if we weren’t surrounded by people, he would take me. Not right there in the open water, of course. He’d need to get his footing, but definitely close by.Zane’s libido had always been high, but since we’d met, it was a constant, burning need. He had two states: aroused, or deep