All Chapters of Dear Devil: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Ace’s lips twisted into a bitter smile as he stared coldly at Austin, who sat relaxed in the chair across from him. “Now that your purpose for capturing me is fulfilled, why don’t you let me go?” He pointedly lifted his bound hands.Austin’s gaze traveled slowly over Ace’s lean, athletic build. “It’s strange. How does a Beta to someone as powerful as Basil end up so… physically weak?”Ace’s expression flickered for a brief second before he let out a low groan. “Says the Council’s Serpent. If I had hit you back, wouldn’t I have been beheaded for raising a hand against someone like you?”Austin chuckled darkly and leaned forward to untie the ropes. “So you do know.” Once the bindings fell away, he warned, “You’re still not allowed to leave.”Ace rubbed his reddened wrists with a grimace, then gestured down the long corridor. “They’re already here.” In the distance, Finn and Vivica had just entered the building. “I don’t think I’m needed anymore. The Head of t

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW “Now if you’ve provoked the pack members enough, you may leave,” Ace stated coldly to Jeff, Basil’s younger brother.Jeff’s muscles bulged as he growled, eyes blazing with fury. “That bitch killed my brother and now rules this pack as his widow!” He glared at Ace, voice dropping to a lethal whisper. “The pack members leaving one by one is just the beginning. Let’s see how long she can hide inside that packhouse. Soon enough, she’ll get her karma.” With that venomous promise, Jeff stormed away.Ace turned back toward the packhouse to inform Vivica, but he had barely covered a hundred meters when a suffocating, deadly energy slammed into him. His wolf recoiled in warning, instinctively sensing a powerful claim over the entire packhouse. Ace held his breath, staring at the closed front door of the packhouse. The mind-link had gone completely silent, and an unnatural chill hung in the air around the house.He took several cautious steps back, a cold sweat brea

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Vivica stirred awake to the steady rise and fall of a broad chest beneath her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open, only to realize she was draped half over Finn. Her heart stuttered.His arms were locked around her like steel chains, one hand splayed possessively across her bare back, the other cradling her nape. Heated panic flared through her as she registered she lay tangled on her own bed with the Devil.She thought of pulling away, but his face so close to hers stopped her cold.In sleep, the usual cold, sharp handsomeness had softened into something quieter, almost innocent, dark lashes resting against his skin, lips slightly parted. Beautiful in a way that stole her breath.As if sensing her stare, Finn’s eyes opened slowly. Deep blue met brown, raw and unguarded.For a heartbeat, the world held its breath between them.“I’m not stopping you from admiring,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep, “but if you’re not looking for morning sex, you might want to

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW The ice was slightly melted in their forgotten drinks. Two powerful men sat across from each other, eyes fixed on the chessboard between them.“You already know what Seraphina wants to discuss,” Ronan said, making a strategic move before lifting his gaze to Finn. “I don’t believe it is an official matter. But still Seraphina can’t allow the dramatic changes to happen in her realm that Alpha Magnus is going for,” he paused for a moment. Alpha Magnus is handing over his Alpha position to his nephew. And the reason that landed on Seraphina’s desk is simple: ‘My son hates the position so I have to give it to someone else’” Ronan paused, noting that Finn’s expression remained completely unchanged, his focus still on the board. “I don’t know what’s transpired between father and son, but Alpha Magnus’ pack is the top pack of the five powerful packs in the werewolf realm. With Alpha Basil’s pack already fallen, which was also one of the top five packs, only four re

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWThe Blackpine Forest was far larger and more labyrinthine than Vivica had expected. It took her nearly two hours to reach her pack borders, relying entirely on her wolf’s sharp instincts to navigate the twisting paths. Once safely across the line, she shifted back into her human form and slipped into her wet clothes. The damp fabric clung to her curves like a second skin.Yet the unsettling feeling of being watched refused to leave her.She straightened her spine and continued walking deeper into the territory. The evening sky above had turned strangely dark and restless. The presence trailing her grew heavier with every step. She never looked back, until the packhouse came into view.Only then did she turn sharply.Jeff stood there, caught in the open.“So it was you stalking me the entire time?” she asked, raising a brow.His face twisted with contempt. “Why did you go to the Alpha Queen’s palace?”She blinked slowly, her voice soft and deceptively gentle.