Semua Bab Once Rejected Then Desired : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Ronan was ruthless in his handling of me, his fingers digging into my thighs as he forcibly held my legs apart, eating me with a savagery that robbed me of my ability to form a single coherent thought. His tongue curled inside me and I let out a pleading cry, and then I felt him pinch my hardened clit and I screamed.I fell apart under his hands and mouth, and even as I came, he kept sucking and licking as if he didn’t want to waste a single drop.He pressed a kiss to my abdomen at the end, giving me a moment to breathe and come down from my high. But that moment was short-lived as he suddenly flipped me over, onto my stomach before yanking me towards him, my ass in the air.“You’re already soaking for me,” he murmured, his voice thick. “You’ve been mine since the day you were born, Seliene. I was just too blind to see it.”I didn’t even realize what was happening until I felt his hard cock pressing against my back and then he pierced me.This time, my cry was of pain, and his hiss wa

If he didn’t know about the mark or couldn’t smell Ronan on me… then he wasn’t Lucian. Not truly.I stood still on the edge of the hill, the wind whipping my hair across my face, eyes locked on the man approaching. The sun dipped low behind him, casting his figure in gold-streaked shadow—but those eyes.I turned slowly, sensing the shift in the air before he even stepped closer.Lucian.Or… something wearing Lucian’s skin.He didn’t speak. Not at first. Just kept coming until the space between us thinned into nothing. His hand shot out without warning, fingers digging painfully into my shoulder. I gasped, staggering slightly under his grip.“Lu…cian,” I hissed.He didn’t let go right away. Not until I winced and bit down on the pain, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a scream. Eventually, he released me. I stumbled back, cradling my shoulder, breathing hard.Lucian began pacing, like a caged beast circling prey. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides.“You’ve been marke

“Get your filthy hand off me!”I shouted, shoving him away. The tray clattered to the floor, the table stumbled, and food spilled everywhere.Lucian stood up abruptly, eyes narrowing. He hadn’t expected that from me.Maybe he forgot who I am.I’m not just some fragile girl he can drug and cage. I’m a born warlock and my power doesn’t bend to anyone. It roars above all.A weak, bitter laugh escaped my lips.“Surprised your little drug didn’t work?”I stepped closer, each word sharp and clear.“Open the door. Or watch me burn everything to the ground.”After Ronan’s betrayal, my wolf had become more unpredictable stronger, wilder. I’d learned to control the air around me, even manipulate the tiniest particles. And no drug, no matter how potent, could tame what lives inside me.I didn’t even know why I was directing all this rage at Lucian. Maybe I just needed someone to blame. Someone to feel the weight of the storm building inside me. I wanted the world to see, to realize that my life

I should feel victorious… shouldn’t I?I did what I was supposed to do. I avenged my father. I buried the past with my own hands, drove the blade into the monster who tore my world apart.But why does it feel like I just killed a part of myself?Ronan was my enemy. My mate. My ruin.And yet, all I see when I close my eyes is the way he looked at me, not with anger, not with hatred… but with grief. With love.He didn’t fight back.He stood there and let me do it. Like he was ready. Like he wanted me to end it.Gods… what if he was innocent?Days bled into weeks. I stopped counting. I couldn’t step outside, couldn’t face the world.Because I didn’t know what haunted me more—The fact that I finally avenged my father…Or that I would never see Ronan again— “R-Ronan?”I wandered through the fog, certain I saw him. His silhouette disappearing just ahead.I called out, tried to run faster, but no matter how hard I pushed, I couldn’t reach him. He kept walking, always just out of reach.“R

“What do you mean we have to sleep in the same room?” I practically screamed.Lucian didn’t flinch. “We’re married, Seliene. We have to start acting like it. Whether you like it or not, this is how it has to be.”My hands clenched at my sides. “Do you hear yourself? There’s no way in hell that’s happening.”“Why not?” he snapped, stepping closer. “Because I’m not Ronan? Is that it? Answer me!”I squeezed my temples, my pulse pounding in my ears. “Don’t you dare make this about him. I don’t have the strength for that right now, Lucian. Just..don’t.”“Why shouldn’t I? He’s the ghost in every room we walk into,” he snarled. “You still feel something for him, don’t you? Even after he murdered your father.”My stomach twisted.“Lucian!”His voice lowered, but the edge remained. “You still love him.”“Don’t talk to me about red flags, Lucian. You are not the poster boy for stability either.”He stepped forward. Then another. I backed away instinctively, until my spine hit the wall and there