Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forced To Bear The Alpha's Son: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 119

Vena.I stared at Nikolai, and suddenly I couldn't understand how I had allowed one night to make me forget who he was. The man who I had held hands with twice tonight, disappeared, along with the man who had bought me a dreamcatcher, taught me to skip stones and wrote my prayer because I couldn't. All I could see was the man who had chained me, destroyed my garden and called me his breeder. The monster I had known from the beginning had never gone anywhere. I had simply dressed him in something kinder because, for one stupid night, I wanted to believe there was more to him.I stepped back from the crowd unable to think properly as Nikolai followed me and I turned sharply to him. “Your people torture humans for fun? This is what you believe fun is.”Nikolai looked completely unaffected as I stared at him, searching his face for any sign that he was deliberately trying to upset me, but there was nothing. His eyes were as cold as ice, with no emotion in them and not even pity in his ey

Vena.“Give me the map, Vena,” the boy said, holding out his hand through the open window. “Lord Vaelor sent me to collect it.”My eyes dropped to my bag.For a few seconds, I couldn't move. I had almost forgotten it was there. The folded map was still hidden beneath everything else, exactly where I had put it before leaving the mansion. Earlier tonight, I had made a decision that if Nikolai treated me differently, if I saw even the smallest sign that there could be something between us other than fear and hate, I wouldn't give it to Vaelor. I had been ready to risk Freya's safety because I had started believing there might actually be something good inside Nikolai.My eyes burned again.How fucking stupid could I be?I thought about him beside the lake, teaching me how to skip stones. I thought about his hand around mine beneath his mother's portrait and the way he had written my prayer on my lantern because I couldn't do it myself. I remembered looking at him during the fireworks a

**18+Vena.I burst through the door, kicked off my sandals and threw my bag and plushie on the floor. I slammed the door shut and rested my back against it. Heat pulsed between my thighs, the potion already feeling like hot liquid in my veins.I couldn't hold back anymore as my right hand dove straight under the hem of my dress and my fingers found the soaked strip of my panties and I shoved it aside. The first press against my swollen clit drew a sharp gasp and I rubbed hard in fast circles as my hips jerked against my own hand.“Oh… yes,” I whispered, my voice already trembling.But it was not enough. I drew my dress higher and put it between my teeth and with my right hand I reached underneath again and this time, I pushed two fingers deep into my cunt. A wet sound filled the room as I thrust them in and out.“Mmm—yes,” I moaned into my dress, the sound muffled and needy. My fingers pumped faster, drag across my sensitive walls inside as I spread my thighs wider, my knees bending a

Nikolai.I stared at the red mark on Vena's wrist, and a thousand thoughts ran through my head all at once as I stood and grabbed her hand, bringing it closer to the light. There was no mistaking the small puncture in the middle of the irritated skin. Someone had done this to her. Anger rushed through me so quickly that my grip tightened before I realised it, and Vena looked up at me with fear in her eyes. “Who did this?” I demanded. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. “When?”“I don't know. It's nothing.”“Don't fucking lie to me, Vena.” I turned her wrist again, examining the mark. “Did this happen when I left you in the car?”She pulled against my hand. “Nikolai—”“Answer me.”“Be careful. You're hurting me.” Vena said, her hazel eyes already shielding with tears.Fuck. I should never have left her alone. I'd known something was wrong the moment I returned. She'd been shaking, flushed and desperate to leave, and I'd allowed her to convince me to drive home instead of takin

Nikolai.Sunlight slipping through the tall windows woke me. I frowned at the brightness and opened my eyes, expecting to find myself alone like every other morning, but the first thing I saw was Vena.She was asleep beside me.Her red hair was spread across the pillow, and where the morning sun touched it, the strands looked almost golden, brighter around the edges. Her cheeks were rosy from sleep, her long lashes resting against them. My eyes moved lower to her lips. They were slightly swollen from how much I had kissed her last night, and the memory made something stir in my chest that I quickly ignored.A loose eyelash rested on her cheek.I reached over without thinking and carefully picked it away. It sat on the tip of my finger for a moment, so small that I wondered why the hell I had even noticed it.Vena made a quiet sound in her sleep and shifted away from the sunlight. Her head moved closer until it rested against my arm, and several strands of her hair fell across her face.