Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seduced by The Two Shadowed Nephilim: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

It’s almost unbelievable that Samiel actually let me take a walk for a bit — even if it’s just to Zara’s apartment, a few blocks from Nox, to grab a new pair of boots for tonight.After… I don’t even know how long… trapped in that building, breathing fresh air feels like a Christmas gift — one I only got twice in my life, when the orphanage received donations from people paying their promises.Zara hooks her arm through mine as we walk up Nox’s street like two teenage girls, her voice giving my ears zero rest. But the truth is, I still haven’t gotten over the discomfort of knowing she and Samiel were together right after he was with me that day.Maybe that’s normal for her. It never will be for me.— Just one week until your “I do.” — she sings, sounding like she’s fifteen. — Excited?My heart slams once, then takes off like a racehorse.— Shhh. — I hush her, glancing over my shoulder to spot our personal security detail a few meters behind us. — Eryon will hear.My palms start sweati

The water runs hot down my back, but it doesn’t calm me.When I hear the bedroom door open and close quickly, for a second, I think it’s Zara — that maybe she managed to slip inside to comfort me. But tonight, she doesn’t enter the Nox. Only the masters, the angels… and me.I step out of the shower with my skin still warm, but my hands are already sweating just thinking about what’s coming in the next few hours: six sons of Lucifer. Seven angels. All together. With me.In a split second, my mouth goes so dry it feels like I rinsed it with sand. A tingling starts in my fingers, my hands restless, trembling nonstop.I turn on the diffuser to dry my hair, forcing my mind to focus on anything but what’s about to happen. Since I can’t stand still, I braid the top half of my hair loosely, leaving the rest of the waves falling free over my shoulders.When I return to the bedroom, there’s a white box on the bed with a ribbon on top. Inside, an off-white dress. The thin golden straps look almo

The sound of the music upstairs makes the buzzing in my head louder, more chaotic.The word “dead” is still pulsing inside me.— You’re lying! — I spit the words out with a knot of anger and disappointment. — All you ever do is lie.I shove his chest, but Samiel doesn’t move. He’s an iceberg. A wall of ice.— From the beginning, this was all set up to make me stay, wasn’t it? — my voice trembles. — I was an idiot to believe you. Maybe it was you who let Azrion find out who I am, just to force this bond.My strength drains out. I slide down the wall until I hit the floor, and the cold concrete seeps through the fabric of my dress, dragging me back to reality: her hidden phone. The call in Slovenian. I thought it was someone from her family, because I didn’t know yet that Nephilins understand every language.Has Zara been in touch with Azrion this whole time?I cover my face with my hands; my thoughts are tangled, colliding. It was all a lie. With her. With Samiel. With all of them — I

“I wanna taste you.” Did he really just say that?— Taste me? — I lift a brow at him, at the curiosity that made Azrion vulnerable enough to follow me into that alley.Suddenly, I feel less like prey — and more like a hunter:— From what I gathered in there, it seems your interest’s in Samiel, not me.The smile he gives me is faint, almost too handsome. Raindrops slide from his straight hair down his face, tracing his neck before disappearing over his chest. Something in that scene irritates me — as if nothing in this world could ever shake Azrion.— Can’t I have it all?I take a step forward and meet his eyes.— A ride. And I’ll let you taste… my blood. That’s all.His gaze drifts across my face, filled with what almost looks like admiration. For a moment, the tension between us feels easier to breathe through.— Shall we? — he asks, holding a hand toward the alley.I climb into Azrion’s blood-red two-seater, and somehow, I’m no longer trembling. The fear’s still there, but smaller

Zara’s fine — Cael assured me — but all her privileges have been revoked.I don’t know if she’s been staying at Exilium with the others, but she’s no longer part of our daily lives here. Not allowed near me.In some absurd way, I’m being punished too — maybe for taking Azrion’s ride, or maybe for figuring out Samiel’s plans, because the vicarius has been avoiding me most of the time.The night of the bond, right after we came back from Exilium, the only thing he said to me was, “Go upstairs. I’ve got shit to handle with Cael.”After that, not a single word. For days.Eryon must’ve been told to keep things distant too, since we spend our nights serving customers in almost complete silence. It’s strange, being next to someone for hours and still missing them — like they’re there, but not really.— My neck’s sore — Radja says in a syrupy voice, sitting at the bar stool Zara used to take.Since they need a food source nearby — and it can’t be me — Radja took Zara’s place, and all I’ve bee