บททั้งหมดของ Marked By My Best Friend's Dad: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

~ Iris “Kael… what do you want?”My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care. I was tired,mentally, emotionally,and he had walked in here like a storm I didn’t ask for.He didn’t answer immediately.Instead, he moved past me like he owned the room, like I was the intruder, and dropped onto the bed with careless ease.“Sit,” he said, gesturing lazily.I blinked.Then scoffed.“I don’t want to. Thanks,” I replied, folding my arms across my chest.He didn’t even look offended.“Suit yourself.”He reached for the glass on the table,my glass,and took a slow sip like he had every right to it.The audacity.“Iris Rivera,” he said after a moment, his gaze finally lifting to me. “You’re even prettier in person.”I didn’t respond.Not to that.Not to him.He smirked slightly, like my silence amused him.“So,” he continued, swirling the wine in the glass, “I’m guessing you want me gone.”I stayed quiet.“You hate me. You don’t want me here.” He leaned back, stretching slightly.

~Iris povIt had been three days.Three very long, very exhausting days.And Duncan still wasn’t back.I had honestly thought,hoped,that the moment I told him his first son had shown up and was already causing problems, he would drop everything and return immediately.But no.Of course not.So here I was.Stuck.In the same house,With a man who walked like he owned the place, talked like he feared nothing, and looked at me like I was both his enemy and… something else I didn’t want to think about.I sighed as I stepped into the kitchen, the faint smell of toast and coffee wrapping around me.Mira was already there,Of course she was.She stood by the counter, casually flipping toast like she didn’t have a care in the world.“Good morning, Luna,” she said, handing me a cup of coffee.“Hey, Mira,” I replied, taking it. “What are you doing here? You slept over?”

~Iris The council chamber felt suffocating,Not because of the heat,Not because of the candles flickering too brightly against the stone walls.But because everything lately…Everything felt like it was slipping just slightly out of my control.I stood at the head of the table well, beside it technically,papers laid out, voices overlapping, elders speaking one after another about territories, alliances, and minor disputes that suddenly felt so… irrelevant.Because none of this was the real problem.The real problem had a name.And he was currently somewhere in this house.Breathing.Walking.Existing.Annoying me.“You’re not listening, Luna,” one of the elders said carefully.I blinked, pulling myself back. “I am.”Mira, standing slightly behind me, leaned in just enough to whisper, “You’re thinking about him.”I didn’t even look at her. “Be quiet.”

~ Iris The moment the door to our room shut behind us, the tension snapped.Not cracked.Snapped.Duncan didn’t even give me time to breathe before he turned on me, his eyes dark, jaw tight, chest rising and falling like he was barely holding himself together.“You didn’t tell me he was staying this long.”His voice wasn’t loud at first,but it carried weight.Danger.I blinked, caught off guard by the sharpness in it.“I told you he was here,” I replied, trying to keep my tone steady. “You didn’t exactly give me time to explain every detail before hanging up.”“That’s not the same thing, Iris.”His voice rose now.“You made it sound like he just showed up, not like he moved in and started taking over my house.”“Our house,” I corrected immediately.That made his eyes flash.“Don’t do that,” he warned.“Then don’t act like I invited him,” I shot back. “He walke

~ Kael 3 weeks laterThe training ground smelled like sweat, dust, and challenge.Perfect.I rolled my shoulders once as I stepped into the open field, the early sun casting long shadows across the packed earth. A few warriors were already there, sparring, laughing… living like nothing had changed.Like I hadn’t just walked into their world and shifted the balance.Pathetic.“Who’s first?” I asked casually, cracking my neck.Silence.Then murmurs…They were hesitant.Good.A tall one stepped forward eventually,broad shoulders, confident stance.“Name’s Jace,” he said.I nodded once. “Kael.”He smirked. “Yeah… we know.”Of course you do.He moved first…Fast. Not bad.But not enough.I sidestepped easily, grabbed his arm mid-swing, twisted…Boom.He hit the ground hard, air knocked clean out of his lungs.Gasps.