All Chapters of His Bloodstained Bride : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Raven’s Pov It felt like hours. Maybe it was just minutes, but the silence between us stretched like an elastic band about to snap. We were just... staring. Watching. Like two predators trying to figure out who’d bite first.I finally broke the deadlock by walking to the couch—the one very far from him—and sitting down. My eyes stayed on him. Always on him. Just in case he tried anything.He pulled out his phone.I tilted my head, still watching him, narrowing my eyes. His fingers moved across the screen, and my stomach tensed. What was he doing?“What are you doing with your phone?” I asked, voice flat.He didn’t even look up. “Why do you care?”“I just want to know,” I replied, trying to sound casual, but I was already preparing my escape route in case he was about to sell me out.He finally looked at me. “You think I’m calling the cops?” A smirk curled his lips. “Relax. I’m ordering food. Or would you prefer we go hunting in this town? Pretty sure the only thing we’ll catch is a b

Raven’s PovWe both started getting ready. Alessio tossed me a pair of gym gloves from the corner.“I don’t need these,” I said, slipping them on anyway. “But sure, why not. I’ll still show you who’s boss.”He smirked. “You can back down now if you want.”I gave him a look. “I should be the one telling you that. I’m ready to kick your ass.”When I saw his little chuckle, I smiled. Good. Let him laugh. He wouldn’t be laughing much longer.“Ready?” he asked.“Ready.”“Wait,” I said, glancing down at our outfits. “Are we using claws, or are we just fighting like normal people?”“No claws. Just fists,” Alessio said. “Let’s make it fair.”“Fair? You don’t know the meaning of fair.”We started circling each other, both waiting for the other to make the first move. Our eyes locked. Every second stretched. Then I jumped first—but missed him by inches.He dodged with annoying ease.We were going at it now. Fast. Sharp. Brutal. Hands, feet, blocking, striking. I dodged a punch and swept at his

Raven’s PovI blame this mate bond. Honestly, what kind of twisted cosmic joke is this? Who does Alessio even think he is?He was still looking at me, with his calm and unreadable look, while my back was pinned against the damn wall like some teenage girl caught sneaking out.Then he had the audacity to say, “Are you following me downstairs?”I blinked at him, unimpressed. “Why should I follow you downstairs?”He tilted his head, smug as ever. “You told me you don’t like Claire around, so obviously, as my Luna, you have to follow me downstairs.”“Oh, whatever.”He turned and walked out of the room.My heart was beating like a drumline. Not from fear, but from rage. From the stupid bond that made me want to punch his face and kiss it in the same breath. My body kept whispering yes while my mind screamed no. I needed to find a way to shut it up. Or Alessio would start using it to his advantage.I followed him. Unfortunately.The moment we got downstairs, Claire jumped up like a damn mos

Raven’s Pov“What are we going to do? What are we going to do?” I hissed, my heart thudding so loud I could barely hear myself think.Alessio didn’t even flinch. “We go through the secret door.”I blinked at him. “How many secret doors do you have in this house? Are you some kind of mafia prince?”He shot me a glare. “Do you want to stand here asking questions, or do you want to not get arrested?”“Ugh, fine,” I muttered and followed him through the hall.We slipped through a bookshelf—yeah, a damn bookshelf, because of course his life is just that dramatic—and emerged in a narrow hallway that eventually opened to the back of the house. Waiting there, sleek and silent, was Alicia’s second car.No keys, no words. We just jumped in, Diego crashing into the back seat like he was born for a getaway.Alessio floored the pedal, and we were gone.But not for long.Red and blue lights flared in the rearview, sirens screaming behind us like wolves howling for blood.“They’re catching up!” I sh

Raven’s PovIt had been two days since I arrived in Silvercrest, and I already hated everything about this place.Well—almost everything. I’ll admit the bedroom was heavenly. The bed? Soft enough to swallow me whole. The tub? A personal slice of paradise. And the clothes? Let’s just say I wasn't mad at the wardrobe. But aside from that, Silvercrest was dull, stiff, and reeked of polished lies.Still, when I woke up that morning, I told myself I’d give the place a shot. Not because I wanted to, but because staying locked up in that luxurious room was starting to feel like a slow, silk-wrapped death. So, I decided I’d move around. Explore. Maybe even try to pretend I wasn’t counting the hours until I could leave.I took my bath—long, hot, and full of scented oils—and then slipped into something casual but sharp. If I was going to roam the lion’s den, I’d at least look like I owned it.Just as I finished dressing, there was a knock at the door. I didn’t need to guess who it was.“Come in