All Chapters of His Mate Or His Step-Sister: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~HAZEL~It was the fourteenth day in the Woods of Abyss. Ashton and I had scoured the forest and rocky streams countless times, yet we still had no luck finding anything edible to sustain ourselves. Since that memorable day by the twisting stream, the tension between us had grown more intense, unspoken words and feelings hanging in the air.I didn't fully understand how to articulate what was happening to me, but a spirited sensation of heat was burning within my body—a relentless fire that seemed to consume my insides. It felt as though only Ashton, with his calm presence and heated gaze, might possess the key to helping me quench these fiery flames before they overwhelmed me. I groan inwardly, not sure what to make of these thoughts and feelings that didn't want to go away no matter how hard I tried. Again, I had to blame it on being extremely hungry. My stomach was gnawing fiercely, and the feeling was definitely messing with me, clouding my judgment and mood. Just like before, t

~ARIEL~My hand tightens into a fist as I watch my mate, press his lips hungrily to his step-sister in a desperate, lingering kiss. The way he reaches for her like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline makes my stomach churn. It was difficult to watch, yet my eyes remain fixed on the heartbreaking scene, unable to look away.I bite my lip, recalling our passionate kisses under the moonlit sky—how his hands once trembled as they held me close, promising eternity, promising to love me and only me. Now, I wonder if he enjoyed the taste of Hazel more than he did me, or if this was just a fleeting need for relief. I could not tell, no matter how hard I tried to. Clutching my flowy black dress tightly in both hands, I fight to keep my composure. I remind myself that Ashton isn't willingly betraying me; he's only doing this because he needs to—to survive, to get out of those woods and return to me. If circumstances were different, I tell myself with a strained heart, he wouldn't even glance

~HAZEL~All I can do is hold onto Ashton's hair as he suckles on my nipple, his lips and tongue working desperately as if our lives depend on it—because they do. The urgency of our situation presses heavily on us; we need weapons, and we need them now. According to the rules of this stupid woods, this was the quickest way to get one.Suddenly, a shimmering portal materializes out of thin air, swirling with a violent, unpredictable energy. Without warning, a sleek, metallic weapon, glowing brightly, shoots out of the portal, revealing itself.But, to my surprise, Ashton doesn't immediately stop. Instead, he shifts his focus to my next breast, gently taking the nipple into his warm mouth as a soft gasp escapes my lips. I cry out, my eyes rolling back into my head from the overwhelming sensation. I've never experienced pleasure such intense before. And something about being in the rain heightens my pleasure, as the cool droplets stinging my skin and the scent of wet earth fill the air, c

~HAZEL~Ashton refused to let me help him with his numerous fresh wounds and cuts, which were clearly visible on his arms and waist, and it bothered me deeply. After the intense moment we had earlier, it was obvious he wanted to keep his distance from me emotionally and physically. In fact, the tension was so noticeable that he was avoiding my gaze completely, refusing to even lift his head to look at me, as if attempting to block me out entirely. It absolutely bothered me to see him act this coldly towards me, his face devoid of any emotion. It felt like he was pushing everything aside and pretending like I didn't exist. All I wanted to do was to help him recover from the fight. I hated to see the purple bruises that marred his skin, evidence of the savage battle he had fought. The Necrofell had clearly given him a challenging and ruthless fight that pushed him to his limits. And even though Ashton had emerged victorious, he was still in a pretty bad shape, his breathing labored an

~HAZEL~"Hazel?" Ariel's voice cuts through the quiet, forcing me to turn around and face them. Ashton stands nearby, his arms wrapped protectively around her waist, leaning in slightly as if keeping her close. He avoids looking my way completely, maintaining a strict focus on the ground. He continues to pretend as though I didn't exist, his posture stiff and unreadable. He has been this way since I found him on the ground after he defeated the beast. I do not blame him for his actions. He was doing the right thing, acting as if I were a nobody when his mate was around. She was the one who truly mattered the most to him. I try to swallow the pain I feel and pretend I am okay as I smile at her, saying, "Yes. It's so good to see you, Ariel." It's the truth, despite the aching in my heart; I am still genuinely happy to see her, even if it hurts. She grins and pulls out a small object from her faded yet carefully packed bag, her eyes glinting with a secret. I was surprised she was eve