Semua Bab ALPHA JORDAN'S DARK OBSESSION : Bab 191 - Bab 200

CHAPTER 190: YOU CAN'T FIRE ME, JORDAN CATHERINE:"So," I said, my voice sounding small in that big, fancy office. "Now I also know that you didn't marry me because you actually liked me or had feelings for me at all. You did it because your wolf backed you into a corner.”Jordan’s confession was just too much for me to process all at once. My heart felt heavy, like someone had dropped a lead weight right into my chest. Everything made sense now, the sudden marriage, the way he flipped from hating me to wanting me, but it hurt in a way I couldn't even describe.I watched Jordan freeze. It was like he’d turned into a statue right in front of me. An awkward silence stretched out between us. He looked at me, his eyes searching mine, probably trying to find the right words to say to make it better."Let’s not complicate issues for us, Kitty cat," he finally said, his voice low. "Be rest assured that I’ll do my best to make sure you’re happy. That’s a promise."I let out a short, bitter l

CHAPTER 192: I'LL HAVE THE WITCH CAST A SPELL ON YOUCATHERINE:The walk from Jordan’s office to the private elevator felt like a victory lap, but my heart was racing for all the wrong reasons. After Jordan told me we should just go home, I followed him out, my heels clicking on the marble floor. I should’ve been happy, Diana was in handcuffs and I had my husband back, but I already knew trouble was waiting for us at the mansion.Luna Elizabeth was going to be beyond pissed. Jordan had just arrested her hand-picked candidate for a daughter-in-law, and I knew exactly who she was going to blame. Me. To her, I was just the "rogue" who had bewitched her son, and today was only going to make her hate me more.We stepped into the private elevator, the doors sliding shut with a quiet hiss. Jordan leaned against the mirrored wall, looking exhausted. When we reached the underground parking lot, Melvin was already there. The engine of the black SUV was humming, the sleek metal shining under the

CHAPTER 194: GET HER OUT OF MY HOUSE JORDAN:Making love to my wife while she was trying to fix dinner was easily one of the best feelings I’ve ever had. There was something about the normalcy of the kitchen mixed with the raw hunger of the mate bond that just hit different. I loved the way she whimpered the second I cupped her breasts from behind, catching her totally off guard. I loved the way her breath hitched when I bent her over that cold marble counter, making her lean forward while I pushed into her wet, juicy cunt.I filled her up completely, and I could feel her pussy gripping my dick tight, like she never wanted to let go. I started to thrust gradually at first, taking my time. The scent of fresh vegetables was filling the room, mixing with the musky, sweet scent of our skin. The sound of my flesh slapping against hers started getting into my head, driving my wolf, Spark, absolutely wild.I was thrusting hard now, my hands gripping her waist so tight my knuckles were start

CHAPTER 196: YOU AREN'T SAFE IN THAT HOUSE, CATHERINE CATHERINE:The living room felt like a graveyard after Seraphina the witch finally gathered her charcoal shawls and vanished into the night. My heart was still beating fast against my ribs like it wanted to escape from my chest. The air was thick with the scent of burnt herbs and the lingering vibration of that woman’s scratchy voice.Jordan was staring straight at his mother, his eyes flashing a dangerous shade of amber. "Did you really do it, Mom?" he asked, his voice low and vibrating with a growl. "Did you truly pay that witch to lay a curse on my wife?"Luna Elizabeth didn't look bothered. She smoothed down her silk dress, looking as cool as an ice cube. "That woman is delusional, Jordan," she said, waving a hand like she was brushing off a fly. "She has no idea what she’s talking about. I brought her here to unravel the mystery behind that mysterious attack on you. How was I supposed to know she had gone mad? If she’s making

CHAPTER 198: DO YOU LOVE JORDAN?CATHERINE:The restaurant was one of those small, cozy Italian joints with red-checkered tablecloths and the smell of garlic so thick you could taste it in the air. I spotted Zoe sitting in a booth in the back, nursing a glass of iced tea. When she saw me walk in—no makeup, messy hair, and looking like I’d just survived a war—she sat up straight."Girl, you look like you haven't slept in a week," Zoe said as I slid into the booth opposite her. "What’s up? And don't give me that 'I’m fine' crap."I slumped against the padded seat and let out a long, shaky breath. "I’m just tired, Zoe. For real. I am so drained."The waiter came by, and I didn't even look at the menu. I just ordered a large plate of lasagna and a lemonade. I needed comfort food, and I needed it fast. Once the waiter left, I leaned across the table."It’s my mother in-law," I whispered, like the woman could hear me from miles away. "She’s been picking on me every single second. And Jordan