Semua Bab The Alpha's pretend mate : Bab 21 - Bab 30

AVELORA"Jealous?" Khyrix repeated."I don't think you understand what is going on or how high the stakes are," he added. I didn’t think I needed to be in here right now. He was dealing with things that only he understood. "I'm going to the library with Miles," I announced. I walked toward the door, my eyes set. I had finally made a new friend, I wasn't going to let Khyrix destroy it with whatever demons he was fighting."Call me when you've cooled down," I said when he didn't move. His face was a mask that gave nothing away. It felt like whatever emotion had slipped a few minutes ago had been a mistake he was already fixing."Or when we can talk about whatever is wrong." He still didn’t answer, so I left.I headed toward the library, the only shared area that wasn't divided into upper class and lower class in the whole school. But you still needed a student ID to enter. I reached into my pocket and felt the plastic edge of the badge I’d taken. I might have stolen Khyrix's ID just to

AVELORAI choked out a gasp, my hand clutching the nearest thing to me. My lungs burned as soon as fresh air filled them."Avelora." The voice registered somewhere deep in my head."Alpha," I called out. His grip on my arm was firm and comforting. "Fuck, I thought I lost you." His pupil flashed a deep shade of gold as he pulled me closer to him, his hold on me was strong but his hands were trembling. "Are you okay?" he asked after turning on the light."I'm okay."My head was still spinning, my throat felt like I’d swallowed glass, but at least I was alive."What happened?" he asked again. He pulled away slightly, checking my face to ensure I was really there. I searched his face for signs of lies and pretence."Just a dream." I wanted to tell him everything. I wanted someone I could be totally honest with, but I hesitated, he could leave me at any moment.I searched the room for nothing in particular, shifting ever so slightly in his embrace. He had entrusted me with his greatest

AVELORA I hated the smell that filled my nose as I came to. It was an ancient earthy smell, like decay.I was standing in the same clearing where most of my visions started from.I saw the chief priestess standing over my mother. The silver blade in her hand glowed in the dim moonlight, the blood at the tip dripping onto the body on the ground.I tried to scream as the blade descended again, but no sound came out. I watched as the Priestess reached down, her movements cold and clinical, and snatched the crying infant from my mother’s dying grip."You don't belong here," the priestess whispered.She turned and ran. I followed, my feet barely touching the forest floor as I chased the woman who had just stolen my mother's life. We wove through trees. She was fast, unnervingly fast, until we reached a wall. She stepped through and vanished.One second she was there, the next, the air shivered and she was gone.I stopped running. The forest had gone silent. Behind the curtains of weeping

AVELORAMy mouth dropped as I stepped out of the main hall and into the compound.In just three hours, the rowdy space had been transformed into a work of art. Strings of fairy lights hung from the stone arches. The air was thick with the scent of roasted meat, expensive champagne, and the thick pheromones of hundreds of shifters. Music, a mix of deep drums and melodic strings vibrating straight into my chest.Khyrix’s arm was a grounding weight beneath my hand as he led me through the crowd. Every conversation died the second we passed. Heads bowed, eyes lowered, and the whispers 'Is that her?' followed us."You can go back in if you're too..."I didn't let him finish. I squeezed his hand to cut him off, a fake smile plastered perfectly onto my face. All while I was breaking apart like a porcelain doll."It's just wolves," I joked softly, trying to ignore the chills running down my spine and the way my heart hammered against my ribs. "What's the worst that could happen?""A lot," he

AVELORAI had already felt like I was dying from whatever sickness was burning through my veins, but watching the students tear into each other made me retch.The sound was what haunted me first. An agonizing, wet screech as bone broke and shattered. I looked around the crowded bleachers, my vision blurring, wondering if I was the only person here who was completely lost.Why were they fighting like this? Why was everyone else smiling?The heavy, rhythmic pounding of paws tearing across the frozen dirt dragged my attention back to the pit. Dust kicked up beneath the harsh glare of the lights, mingling with the thick smoke from the central bonfire. The air smelled of ash and blood. “There, left side!” someone yelled from the crowd, spilling their drink in excitement.The massive gray wolf launched first.My heart pounded against my ribs like a trapped bird. There was no foreplay. There was no dramatic circling or testing of boundaries.Just pure, undiluted violence.The gray slammed i