Semua Bab Never Again, Alpha: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Cheska’s POV“I don’t know,” Vlad said full of regret in his voice.“Of course you will never know. You’ve been busy in between Erica’s legs, right?” I said, feeling disgust ar him. “Cheska–”“My little girl died because of you couldn’t stop yourself to cheat. Vladimir, I wished I should have just listen to my father. I wouldn’t me miserable as this or die in that accident.”“Cheska, I’ll do anything just for you to forgive me.”I glared him. “Do anything? Why didn’t you just distant yourself whe you saw me as Violet? Why didn’t you just leave? And instead of leaving me in peace, you stepped back into my life knowing I would cave in since my traitor leopard wanted you even with everything. Was it easy to fool me amd hurt me again?”He shook his head desperately.“I didn’t mean to hurt you or fool you. I just wanted to make everything right. To show you I have changed. To start over again, Cheska.”“Right,” I said and laughed weakly.“You don’t mean to,” I said. “You just do.”My che

Cheska’s POVMy concern was my son, Uno. He’s still five but to advance to his age. Maybe it was because he has the blood of a leopard and a wolf. He was first of his kind. Leopards and wolves never really mixed. This was the first time. The den doctor told me the babies inside me will likely be mad or advanced. I thank our Gods that he gave me the child I couldn’t ask for more. I didn’t plan to tell him that Vlad was his father. There are some truths you rehearse in your head a thousand times and still aren’t ready to say out loud. This was one of them.Uno was sitting on the rug in the living room, legs crossed, his toys spread around him in careful lines. He always did that organized things like order mattered. I watched him for a moment longer than necessary and my chest tightening.He had been spending more time with Vlad.I hadn’t stopped it. I told myself it was practical. That Vlad had a right to know his son. That Uno deserved to know where he came from. But the truth was mo

Vlad’s POVRexion said, the rum was freaking good and the bastard was right. It didn’t just make me drunk, it made me remember the one thing I almost forgot. I took it from my safe box and stared at the ring Cheska had redesigned. Simple, free and with meaning, like the ocean…like her.“I need the family ring.”My mother froze. For a brief second, her hands hovered above the marble counter, fingers stiff, before she carefully set the tray of miniature desserts aside. The colorful pastries sat neatly arranged beside the folded quilts she had been inspecting moments ago. She was hosting yet another Luna gathering that weekend, a quilting workshop paired with a fundraising luncheon. She loved events like these and loved the attention. She loved being admired and being the Luna being looked up to.The polished marble reflected her face clearly as she turned toward me, her expression caught somewhere between shock and disbelief.“What?” she gasped, far louder than necessary, rushing around

My leopard clearly took charge and pushed me in some part of my mind. I was dormant but I could see, hear and feel everything. I noticed I had already taken a shower a few minutes ago and took another one of Vlad’s shirts. I was already drunk in lust and the heat I had suppressed was freely out. I was under the influence of my leopard’s instinct.When Vlad walked in, I was sitting on the soft animal skin rug that was spread nicely in front of the fireplace. His eyes are glowing amber, his wolf already had taken overI pulled up my legs and wrapped my arms around them. He walked over and sat very close to me. Vlad’s glowing amber eyes never left mine. His hands came up to cup my cheek affectionately. Any doubts I had melted away.“Sorry it took me so long,” he apologized. He didn’t need to because I was his mate but he did anyway.Slowly, he leaned in until his nose was buried in my hair. He inhaled deeply and I closed my eyes. My senses were extremely sensitive. I felt the heat from h

Cheska's POVBy the fourth morning, my leopard’s instincts finally loosened their grip. I stood up gently and didn’t want ro woke Vlad or his wolf up. I slowly picked all my clothes and put it on despite the sticky thing flowed between my legs. I grimmaced and cursed silently, especially when a little numb over there. My leopard released me the way a storm abandons a shoreline leaving everything sore, raw, and aching in its wake.The sheets were still warm, still smelled like Vlad, and my body protested the moment I tried to move. There was a deep, persistent ache between my legs, the kind that reminded me exactly what I had let happen for three straight days.What my leopard had let happen.I swallowed, pushed myself upright, and forced my breathingI tried to walk normally, passed through the condo’s lobby and called a cab. My phone died during the second day and I bet Vivian would have flooded me with messages or voice messages. I took a cab and ignored the man’s weird stare at