Semua Bab BOUGHT BY THE ALPHA WHO DESPISES ME : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Mila’s POV….I cleaned my tears and looked up, I was in a garden and it was very quiet.A soft breeze rustled the leaves, carrying the scent of wet earth and beautiful flowers. I stumbled through the marble paths, feeling the cool air brush against my skin, still damp from my tears. My hands shook, my chest heaving as sobs threatened to spill over again.I stopped at the fountain, staring at the rippling water. The sunlight shimmered across the surface, painting everything yellow .The beauty of it made my heart ache.“I hate him,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I hate Knox Mercer. I hate everything about him.”Rina growled softlyI knew it hurt her to hate her mate also, but he was such a jerk.“I hate him!” I shouted again, throwing my hands into the fountain water, splashing the cool liquid across the marble. My reflection stared back at me, tear-streaked and wild eyes staring at me.I thought of my father, lying sick and alone in a hospital bed, relying on me to survive, to ke

Knox’s POV……“Lock your doors. Don’t come out. No matter what you hear.”Those were the strict instructions I had given Mila,three unmated powerful males in the house wasn't safe for her.She had her look of distrust, of course The equinox was not a night for trust. It was a night for survival.I turned away before I could look at her too long. Before I noticed the way her hair fell over her shoulder. Before I remembered the softness in her scent when she was nervous.I walked down the corridor toward my room, my jaw tight.The house already felt different, I could feel the shift affecting my wolf.The equinox didn’t just call to wolves. It claimed us. It pulled the beast closer to the surface, stripped away any restraint, heightened our instincts and sharpened hunger.Especially in Alphas.Especially in me.I shut my bedroom door behind me and exhaled slowly. The moonlight streamed through the tall windows. I ripped my jacket off and threw it over the chair. My muscles were already

Mila’s POV…..His mouth was still on mine when the shock finally caught up to me.For one suspended second, I forgot about the lake, forgot about the cold, forgot about the wolves and the chase and the way my lungs had been burning seconds ago.There was only him.His lips were firm, insistent not soft, not tender. Urgent. Almost like he was angry.I inhaled sharply through my nose, instinctively trying to breathe, and water slipped down my throat again. I choked, sputtering against him.He pulled back immediately.“Breathe,” he ordered.As if it were that simple.His arm tightened around my waist and he began dragging me toward the shore with his powerful arms.I was too weak to fight him now. My limbs felt like they belonged to someone else. My dress clung to me like a second skin, heavy and cold.By the time we reached the river bank, the sky was turning pale. Dawn crept over the horizon in soft shades of blue and grey. The moon’s power was fading.He hauled me onto the grass firs

Knox’s POV….. 15 Years ago….The sun had been warm that afternoon.I remember that clearly. The way it filtered through the trees, the way the grass smelled freshly cut, the way Bastian laughed like the world was simple.He was older than me by two years. But he was smaller and more faster on his feet, though.“Bet you can’t catch me!” he’d shouted, already running across the clearing behind the pack house.“I’ll break your legs,” I’d called back, grinning as I chased him.It had been harmless and normal. Two boys wrestling, shoving, laughing.We tumbled into the dirt, rolling. I pinned him easily. He squirmed beneath me, cursing and laughing at the same time.Then he shoved me harder than he meant to.My head snapped back.Something inside me snapped with it.It wasn’t anger, not exactly.It was heat and dominance.My wolf surged forward without warning.I remember Bastian’s laughter cutting off abruptly.I remember the sound that left my throat not human.My vision had turned red

Mila’s POV….The moment the words left Knox’s mouth“It’s good.”something inside my chest loosened.I hadn’t realized how I'd been waiting for his verdict I’d been until that moment.For a second, I just stood there beside the table, the serving spoon still in my hand, staring at him like I’d misheard him.Knox Mercer Alpha of the Crescent moon pack, the man who barely tolerated my existence—had just said my cooking was good.Caleb grinned instantly.“I told you she could cook,” he said, leaning back in his chair with a smug look. “You owe me ten bucks, Conrad.”Conrad didn’t answer.He rarely did.He just kept eating, his expression as gloomy and unreadable as ever, though I noticed his plate was already half empty.Which meant he liked it.I tried not to smile too obviously.Knox set his fork down and looked at me.“Sit.”The word wasn’t harsh but it wasn’t gentle either.I blinked at him“You cooked,” he added, gesturing slightly to the empty chair at the table. “Eat.”Caleb patte