THE TRUTH

Images flash in her mind. Images she has long wished to forget.What she sees, what she hears, and what she feels switch every second. One moment she’s in that dark alley, crammed full by strangers, dogs barking in the distance as the men spit dirty words in her face. Next, she’s back in the tower, in the pleasant moment she hopes she'll relive forever. Somehow, her wolf rises to her defense. In her mind, a war goes on—a fight against her past.Heaven doesn’t know how that ended, but she finds herself fully back in the moment Zeedar grips her waist and rams steadily into her.Meanwhile, Freck does the same from below, except his hands roam up to squeeze her breasts. One strays up between those portable mounds, past her clavicle, the fingers wrapping around her neck the moment Heaven throws her head back.Moans spill freely from her lips as the double penetration sends strong jolts of bliss through her core continuously. And she can’t control them. She can’t even detect their rhythm.

EMPHASIS ON LOYALTY

Once the brothers regain their senses, knowing what they have just done and its effect on Heaven, they pull away from her. Then Zeedar leads them far from the bed.“I think we need to comfort her,” Freck says worriedly, his eyes peeled on her.As he tries to approach her, Zeedar drags him back. “She needs space. Clustering around her now will do no good.”“But she’s suffering,” Freck insists, earning Zeedar's glare that instantly shuts him up.“The mating bond is complete,” Ziason suddenly mumbles. Only then do the brothers realize how much of Heaven’s feelings are spreading through them—her pain, her fear, her wrath.They may be a bit far from her, but it feels like they’re attached to her skin. In fact, their own eyes burn while they watch tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.They even experience prickling sensations on their skin as they watch hers begin to glow up until, once again, a ball of light envelops her.The ball ripples, making a low rumbling sound as if threatenin

TRAUMATIC PICTURES

After drying her body, Heaven puts on a sleeveless silk top, tucks it into a pair of baggy jean pants, and tops it with a light-colored jacket of the same texture.With no destination in mind, she wanders out of her room and down the stairs. Then she stops on one of the top floors, where she notices Zeedar standing still before a plain wall.She says nothing, just watches him quietly from behind as his ink-dark hair catches glimpses of light in the semi-dark hallway until he turns around.“Do you want a seat at my table of solemnity?” he asks.She shrugs, so he gestures for her to approach. She obeys, standing beside him and watching a wall of nothing but black bricks.“How do you feel… about… everything?” he mumbles.Heaven sighs. “When the memories flooded in, there was turbulence. I felt fire build up within me, and I wanted to let it out. I wanted everything to burn. But moments after my eyes opened, a calmness settled in, slowly seeping away the chaos. Now I barely feel anything.

YOU HAVE FALLEN FOR ME, THEN?

“My mother… in a way, I would say she killed herself. Her death really shaped me in ways I cannot fathom, just as her life did. We were the closest—she and I. When I was younger, I was perceived as the weakest, so I mingled less with my brothers and less with my father. My mother was the only one who had my back. She would comfort me and teach me in a nicer way how to be strong, but sometimes I found her actions and words contradictory. The things she did and said to me did not match her words and actions to my brothers. One could smell the clear-cut favoritism from afar. And although it never felt good watching her be the villain to my brothers, especially Zaphriel, she was a gem in my eyes. I still valued her and did not take it lightly when she died because of my father’s stubbornness. I blamed him. I blamed my brothers. I blamed myself. I blamed everything. However, over time, watching my brothers grow stronger with each struggle they faced made me wonder whether I understood my m

A HOLD OF POWER

The man quickly looks away. Then he pulls out a phone from his pocket and stretches it to her.Heaven looks at it for some time, wondering why he’s just handing her a phone… until it hits her. It’s her phone! Her fucking phone.“I have fulfilled my part of the contract. And I hope your detestation of me will not dictate whether you use the money or not,” he mutters as Heaven narrows her eyes.“Why, is this a goodbye?”“It is whatever you want it to be, Heaven.” He gently takes her hand and presses the phone into her palm. “Have some rest.”Turning away, he gradually disappears into the shadows, while Heaven watches him.However, as if snapped back to reality, she suddenly yells at the top of her voice. “Ziason! Wait!”The alpha halts in his tracks, letting Heaven reach him.“In your memories, I saw that eight years ago—when the seer relayed the prophecy to the Alphas—she didn’t want them to find me, so she cursed whoever did,” she says, stopping in front of the man and looking up at h

All Chapters of Her Men Of Ruin: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

THE TRUTH

EMPHASIS ON LOYALTY

TRAUMATIC PICTURES

YOU HAVE FALLEN FOR ME, THEN?

A HOLD OF POWER