Todos os capítulos de Inevitable Red Flag: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

A flicker of dark satisfaction danced in Roman’s eyes at the admission."I am truly sorry, my rose. Did I overstep?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave as his eyes narrowed with a predatory concern. His large, calloused fingers brushed the sensitive skin at the swell of her chest with a lightness that made her breath hitch.Willow shook her head, leaning into his heat. "No. It’s fine. Just a dull ache. It’ll fade by the next moon, I’m sure.""Forgive me. It’s just," he bit his lip, his gaze dropping to the faint darkening marks his grip had left on her pale skin, "I find it impossible to keep my hands from you. You are too magnificent, too perfect for me to maintain any distance."Flushing, Willow playfully swatted his wandering hands away. It seemed the Alpha was as fixated on her body as he had always been on the scent of her hair. "Can we please seek sleep now? I’m exhausted," she pouted, her wolf purring at the attention."As my Queen commands." He captured her lips in a seari

Even though Roman had displayed his possessive devotion to Willow before the entire pack countless times, she still felt a traitorous heat creep into her cheeks whenever he claimed her so openly."I’ll see you at the next moon," Vincent Hale said, throwing Willow one last inscrutable look before disappearing into the hall.Turning back, Willow found the stranger’s curious gaze anchored on her. He stood, his movements fluid and predatory, and crossed the room to offer a hand."Hello. I am Marco," he said, his deep, melodic accent hinting at his Mediterranean pack origins. His icy blue eyes held a sharp, inquisitive glint. Standing well over six feet with a powerful, corded build and a razor-sharp jawline, he was the personification of a lunar fantasy.If Willow weren't already utterly consumed by her own Alpha, she might have felt a spark for him too—just as Jade had. She finally understood why her friend couldn't tear her eyes away that night. But for Willow, he was merely a handsome

Gently taking his mangled, crimson-stained hands into her own, Willow lifted them until they were level with his shadowed gaze.“You broke your vow to me,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I believed you when you said the beast would settle once I was back at your side for good. But the blood says otherwise. I suppose my presence isn't enough to drown out whatever agony you're feeding.”Roman shook his head, a desperate sound caught in his throat as he reached for her, but she recoiled, putting distance between them.“Willow, look at me. There is no soul in this territory, no living thing in this world, more vital than you. You are the very rhythm of my heart, the only reason I draw breath.”Raw suffering flickered in his gray orbs as another silent tear tracked down her cheek.“Then why?” she choked out, a sob catching. “Why do you subject yourself to this carnage?”He looked down at his shredded knuckles, his jaw corded with tension. “The physical sting is a distraction, Willow.

Grumbling, Matthew complained about how demanding she was before finally wandering off to find the kitchens.Blair turned back to the screen, a grave shadow settling over her features. "What is haunting you, Willow? Your scent is sharp with anxiety, and your eyes aren't matching that forced smile. Is everything at the Vale Compound alright?"Willow's facade crumbled. The dark smudges beneath her eyes and her wan complexion were impossible to hide. "It’s nothing. I just spent the night pacing the floorboards.""Do not play games with me. Evan called me to report the tension. What happened to make Roman storm into the woods like a rogue? Has he surfaced yet?"Along with Carter, Willow had reached out to her brother for aid in tracking the Alpha, but Evan had found no more luck than the scouts. She shook her head, her shoulders drooping with the weight of it."He hasn't. We had a bitter disagreement last night. He simply... snapped."Blair’s brows knit together, a flash of pure disbelief

Willow’s gaze fixed on him, her wolf pacing with a restless, protective fury. How could he have overstepped so egregiously with Tyler?“I am so sorry, Tyler,” she murmured, her voice thick with regret. “I don't even have the words... I am truly, deeply sorry. I will speak with him, do not fret. We will set this right. I’ll ensure your standing is restored, I vow it.”He shook his head slowly, a bitter smile touching his lips. “You still won’t leave his side? Even after seeing the lengths of his manipulation?”Willow closed her eyes, the bridge of her nose pinched between her fingers as she fought a mounting headache. “My soul is anchored to his, Tyler. I cannot simply walk away.”He held her gaze for a heavy, silent beat before looking toward the darkened hallway. Standing abruptly, he adjusted his coat. “Then I believe my time here is at an end. You needn't trouble the Alpha on my behalf regarding my rank. I’ll navigate my own path. I appreciate the offer of aid, regardless.”“Tyler,