Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Hate You, Alpha... Yet I Crave You. : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

The moment his lips touch mine, my whole body goes rigid.For a second, everything in me locks. I raise my hand to shove him away, but it feels like it’s made of lead—too heavy to move. And just like that, on instinct, my hand shifts instead, sliding to the back of his head, pulling him closer as the kiss deepens.Our lips meld, and it feels like a jolt of electricity. With Alpha Aiden, it’s always explosive. His tongue brushes over my lips, and I pull away just long enough to take in air—but before I can recover, he captures my mouth again. Every protest I might have had dissolves as I melt into him, my lips parting, my tongue meeting his with a desperate hunger that matches mine.His hand moves to my breast, and—goddess—I moan into his mouth. I can feel him, hard against me, pressing insistently.This time, he breaks the kiss, trailing his lips down—my jaw, my neck. I shudder when he reaches the spot just below my ear.“Tell me you want this,” he breathes against my skin.I bite my

“Goddess… I hate you.”The hatred drips from every word, but the moment I say it, something twists low in my stomach.I freeze.A sudden wave rolls through my lower belly, stealing the breath from my lungs. A soft sound escapes me before I can stop it. My knees weaken as warmth spreads through me like fire catching dry grass.It is unlike anything I have ever felt.My body tightens, pulses, aches with a need I do not understand. Every nerve feels awake. Every breath comes faster than the last.And then I realized. I'm in heat.No. No, no, no.My hands grip the bedsheet as another wave hits me, it's stronger this time. My thighs press together on instinct, but it does nothing. The ache only grows.Across the room, Aiden goes still. His eyes widened. For once, the hard look he always carries breaks apart, replaced by pure shock.We stare at each other. I can barely think.All I feel is the desperate pounding inside me, the pull low in my body that seems to drag me under. It is wild and

It has been days since my encounter with Alpha Aiden. And to be honest… I hate what it has done to me.I crave him. More than I ever thought possible.It feels like my body remembers him even when I try not to. Like it knows when he is somewhere nearby. the smallest thought of him, and no matter how hard I try to push it away, it always comes back.I hate that part the most.Still… it is better that we have stayed away from each other.What future could I possibly have with a man like him?None. He made that clear.The last time we were together, he said we needed to talk. But before another word was spoken, there was a knock at the door.He left.Rhoda had come to check on me. She laughed the moment she saw my face, teasing me about how red I looked. She kept asking if I was alright, and I lied through every answer.Luckily, Alpha Damon was not around that day. So I dealt with the heat alone until it passed.Even remembering it now makes my jaw tighten.Lost in thought, I don’t notic

He stretches out his hand toward me. I hesitate for just a second… then place mine in his. His grip is warm. Steady. Calm.I glance up at him and notice how relaxed he looks, like this is nothing new to him. Of course it isn’t. A man like him… he must have gone on countless dates. Women probably line up just to get a moment of his attention.And yet… He chose me. That thought alone sends a soft flutter through my stomach.We walked toward the elevator, our hands still joined. The doors slide open, and we step inside.I can feel his gaze on me. I try to look straight ahead, but I can’t ignore it. Heat creeps up my neck, spreading to my cheeks.I’m sure I’m blushing.I shift slightly, pretending to focus on the numbers as they go up, but it doesn’t help.When the doors finally opened, I let out a quiet breath I didn’t realize I was holding.Outside, one of his men steps forward quickly and opens the car door for me.I slide in, smoothing my dress as I settle. A second later, he joins me

One second I’m sitting in a beautiful restaurant, soft music playing, lights warm against polished glass, people laughing like nothing in the world could touch them. And then suddenly the room flips into chaos as people rush past me, bumping into tables, knocking things over. The air is thick with smoke, swallowing the lightsI try to breathe, but a hand clamps over my mouth.My body jerks in shock. I struggle, as I twist, trying to pull free, but the grip only tightens. My voice dies against the palm pressed to my lips. Whoever it is doesn’t hesitate. This is planned.I kick, claw, fight—but it’s useless.The chaos becomes distant. My head spins as I’m pulled away, my feet barely touching the ground.My strength slips through me little by little.There’s a dull tingle spreads, crawling through my veins. My muscles weaken. My hands fall useless at my sides.No.I try to focus and catch a scent, anything that might tell me who’s behind this—but there’s nothing.That person is using a