Semua Bab Rejected My Alpha Mate For His Rogue Uncle: Bab 51 - Bab 60

AlleneThe next day, I called the rogues together early in the morning and told them it was time to go register for the preliminaries.For a second, there was complete silence.Then they exploded.Cheers, laughter, disbelief crashing into each other all at once. Some of them actually thought I was joking until I repeated it, slower this time, letting the words sink in properly.“I can’t believe this is real,” one of them said, eyes bright, almost dazed.“Well,” I replied, smiling to myself, “you better start believing it.”We left together, bikes loaded, energy buzzing thick in the air. I watched them from the front seat, the way they talked over each other, the way excitement made them forget where they came from and how often the world had shut doors in their faces.When we arrived at the registration grounds, there were already other racers there. I recognized a few of them. The moment they noticed us, conversations slowed till it completely stopped.I felt the shift in the atmosp

AlleneThe racers surrounded me, their faces tight with frustration and heat.“Why didn’t you let us race him right there?” one of them demanded, fists clenched at his sides. “Do you think we can’t beat him? Is that it?”I crossed my arms, feeling the tension in their voices like a flame licking my skin. “No,” I said firmly, trying to keep my own anger and fear tucked away. “It wasn’t about whether you could beat him.”Another racer, cheeks flushed, stepped closer. “But we wanted the chance, Allene! We wanted to prove ourselves to all those smug racers!”They grumbled under their breaths, muttering questions I could hear even through the tension.“Tell us why? Why didn’t you let us?” one of them asked, voice low but sharp, edged with frustration.I shook my head slightly, a small, sly smile tugging at my lips. “Listen to me everyone,” I said firmly, meeting their eyes. “It wasn’t about doubting you. I just… didn’t want you to show off everything you could do before the competition. Th

Allene Ever since I had started preparing meals for the rogues, they had become so addicted to my cooking that they came to beg me to prepare dinner for them almost every day. It was ridiculous, really, but it made me smile every single time. Their excitement, the way their eyes lit up when they knew I was in the kitchen, it was oddly satisfying. I never thought that something as simple as food could make them so… dependent on me.Anna came to call me, her small voice polite but eager. “Miss, would you be preparing dinner today?”I laughed softly, shaking my head. “Um… no,” I said, trying to sound firm, though a smile tugged at my lips.Her face immediately fell, shoulders drooping, eyes glinting with disappointment.I couldn’t help it—I giggled. “Just kidding.”Her face lit up as though the sun had suddenly risen inside the room. The speed at which her expression changed made me laugh even more. It was… cute, in a way I hadn’t expected.“Follow me,” I said, still smiling, and she pr

DravenI flipped her back over, pinning her shoulders down as I hovered above. Her eyes were glassy with need, cheeks flushed, body marked by my hands and mouth. Leaning down, I kissed her deeply, pouring the jealousy and love into it, tongue stroking hers, teeth clashing. My hand returned to her breast, sucking the nipple back into my mouth while my fingers tormented her clit, rubbing in tight circles.Allene's cries grew louder, her body writhing under my hold. I added a finger, pressing it against her entrance but not pushing in, just letting her feel the promise. The punishment edged her closer, over and over, until she was begging, tears streaking her face. 'I'm sorry, Draven. Only you. Please...'Her words broke the last of my restraint. I sucked harder on her nipple, my fingers flying over her clit, and she shattered. Her orgasm ripped through her, body convulsing, pussy clenching around nothing as waves of pleasure hit. I held her through it, kissing her softly now, the domina

Allene After we were done, I lay there quietly, still stunned, my body heavy against the sheets, my mind slower than my heartbeat.The way Draven had reacted… the way he had held me, claimed me, made love to me with that raw, possessive intensity, lingered on my skin long after the heat faded. It should have scared me. It probably would have. But instead, it made something deep in my chest soften and ache at the same time.It felt wrong how good it made me feel.And yet, I couldn’t deny it.I shifted slightly, propping myself up on one elbow, tracing lazy circles on his bare chest with my finger, feeling the steady rise and fall beneath my touch. His muscles were still tense, like he hadn’t fully come down from the storm inside him.“Draven,” I murmured softly, my voice careful, testing the air between us. “Are you willing to listen to me now?”He didn’t answer immediately, but he nodded, slow and controlled. His jaw was tight, his eyes dark, the anger still there, quiet now, but far