جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 10

Back in my room, I saw the tips of my heels were soaked in blood. The shoes had pinched my feet so badly they were throbbing in pain.I couldn't lie to myself anymore. These supposedly custom-made heels, the couture gown, the wedding shoes he had rushed over, had all been made in Daisy's size.Wincing, I pulled off the shoes that had bruised the tops of my feet. Droplets of blood scattered like broken rubies.The wedding gown was so tight it constricted my ribs, making it hard to breathe. I grabbed the scissors from the desk and, cut by cut, shredded the pristine white fabric to ribbons.The year I turned eighteen, the Lycan King invaded my dreams, telling me I was his destined mate, his future Luna. He promised he would return in four years to take me away.Legend says Lycans are brutal and bloodthirsty, their possessiveness absolute. Not a single woman taken by them has ever returned.That was why, when the three brothers were being hunted by their enemies, my father had used his own

Once the bag was full, Noah stepped back, releasing his grip on me."Done. Let's get back. Daisy's at home waiting for this blood to save her life."Hearing him so casually use the word 'home' snapped me back to reality for a moment. All this time, the only place they ever called home was wherever Daisy was.I lay limp and weak on the floor, my back soaked in cold sweat. Everything in my vision twisted and swayed.My eyes burned as I stared around the manor where we had all grown up together.Every corner of this place was once filled with happy memories of the four of us.The vineyard on the east side, which Liam had planted for me with his own hands on his twentieth birthday.The swan lake in the back garden, which Noah had spent half a year redesigning for me with a landscape artist.And all the dazzling couture jewelry in the walk-in closet, which Caleb had scoured the world to find just to make me smile.How ridiculous. On the verge of losing consciousness, these were the things I

Liam thought he heard the roar of the wind and the howling of wolves, but by the time he looked up, the night sky was empty save for the solitary blood moon.The carriage that had been hovering outside the balcony flashed through his mind, and he shook his head with a cold scoff.The lengths she would go to, orchestrating this ridiculous charade just to manipulate us. It was exhausting.He looked down, continuing to mix Daisy's medication as his gaze lingered on the clear liquid.Unbidden, a memory surfaced in his mind of the night two years ago when he took Evangeline to a high-society gala in Europe.Encouraged by the three brothers, Evangeline had tried on a custom white wedding gown by a top-tier designer.The moment she stepped out of the fitting room in the pearl-encrusted couture gown, the entire boutique fell silent.She was as breathtaking as a goddess descending to the mortal realm.She lowered her eyes shyly, a faint blush creeping up the tips of her pale ears.The thought o

It wasn't until the sky began to pale to a sickly gray that faint, timid footsteps finally sounded from the hallway.Noah's head snapped up, but his last shred of hope died instantly."What are you doing here?"Her eyes red-rimmed, Daisy leaned weakly against the doorframe, pressing a hand to her forehead as she complained of dizziness.But this time, none of them spared her a glance.Liam's voice was cold as iron, striking her from across the room."From now on, whatever happens to you has nothing to do with us.""Evangeline is our fiancée. If you keep throwing yourself at us, you'll give her the wrong idea."Daisy froze, the fragile mask on her face cracking.The next second, she shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on."You took me in off the street! You have a responsibility to take care of me for the rest of my life!""Besides, Evangeline was taken by those monsters last night! She's probably dead by now!"Meanwhile, the moonlit carriage tore through the clouds and mist

Without a word, I reached up and pulled back the sleeve of my gown.From my wrist to the crook of my elbow, my skin was a horrifying tapestry of needle marks left over from the blood draws.Some were still circled by deep purple bruises, while others were just beginning to scab over.Dark purple bruises circled my wrists where Noah had pinned my arms back and shoved me to the floor."What gives you the right to ask for my forgiveness?"My voice was calm, but it froze the air in its tracks.Not a single one of them dared to look directly at my arm.I let out a cold laugh, watching the three of them, so guilty they seemed ready to sink through the marble floor.A light breeze swept through the greenhouse, stirring my hair.I grabbed Caleb's chin, forcing him to meet my eyes. From my pocket, I pulled out a scorched, twisted piece of glass, unrecognizable as the amulet my father had left me."When you threw the amulet my father left me into the fireplace, then tossed the shards out the win