All Chapters of Her Men Of Ruin: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

Freck sighs, peering at Ziason’s face. Deep frown lines crease across the man’s forehead, and his eyes has turned red. He’s furious.Seeing that, Freck retreats, settling behind Zeedar. “Ambassador Zeedar Father, are you accusing your Alpha of deceit…” Ziason relays harshly, pausing to let his previous words sink before he adds, “Or of treason?”“Neither, Alpha,” Zeedar replies without breaking eye contact with Ziason. “I am simply asking why you’re safeguarding the tower so tightly, even from us.”“It’s personal.”“The tower belongs to all three sons of our father, Alpha. It is not personal property,” Zeedar counters. “If trouble brews here, it will affect us all. And dirty secrets could ruin our chance to protect the pack from war.”“I have every resource necessary to protect my pack IN the war,” Ziason snaps, stressing the word ‘in’.Zeedar chose to ignore Ziason’s insistent on having his war. “What resource?” he asks instead, but the Alpha doesn’t answer.Turning away, the latter

It lasts for about forty seconds. And just as Heaven tries to fully climb Ziason, he gently catches her jaw and turns her face away from his.She knees on the bed instead. “I can’t control the way I feel about you. Even though you hurt me, it just makes me reach for you the more,” Heaven whispers, her hand still looped around the man’s shoulders.“It’s the mating bond, not you,” Ziason says shakily as he struggles to suppress the want growing within him. “You need to get used to the bond. Control it.”“What if I can’t?” Heaven whispers. “And how am I supposed to get used to the bond when every night you’re fucking boys and I feel every damn thing?”Ziason pauses for a while and just stares at her. Then he sighs, now untangling Heaven’s hands from his shoulders. “You need to control yourself, or else you’ll start channeling these feelings to my brothers as well. And they’ll be miserable.”Heaven pretends to have no clue of what he’s talking about. She may not be dwelling in it but she

Freck looks down at Heaven to find she’s already fast asleep, her subtle cheek glowing with sweat, some strands of his hair sticking to her face.“Come in,” he utters, and the door opens to usher in a hazel-eyed man with soft facial features. His blonde hair is plaited in three big complicated cornrows that reach his nape. And he stands speechless at the door while trying to comprehend the kind of position his boss is in with his prisoner.“Oh, shoot!” he voices after picking his jaw from the floor. Then he quickly swerves around. “I can come back later, sir.” “We’re done, Haynes,” Freck stops him. “Come.”Haynes turns to face Freck again, his eyes shifting nervously as they lock at the ‘couple’.“It’s really bad, sir,” he starts. “The child is hectic. She has this glow around her body, and her eyes are totally white. I don’t know what sort of witch she is.”Freck looks around the floor. There’s no way he’s laying Heaven back there after what she just passed through. “Race back to