All Chapters of Dear Devil: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW “Why aren’t you coming back…”On the third day, Vivica’s tears finally spilled as she continued waiting by the same window. She had skipped school and refused to leave the house even for a second, convinced he might return at any moment to take her away. But no matter how desperately she missed him, Finn did not come back.Instead, the pack’s Alpha arrived, dragging her mother along with him.“Mom!” Vivica cried, rushing to help Jenna, who had collapsed on the ground.The Alpha barked furiously, “You dared to get involved with the Head of the Council’s son?! You’re planning to escape, aren’t you?” He glared at Vivica with pure rage. “Because of you, Elder Milton stopped funding my pack, yet I still have to deal with you and your crazy bitch of a mother!” He slammed a decorative glass from the table beside her and warned, “From now on, your mother will receive no more treatment. And if you even think about running away, she will be the first to die. If you d

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW The most hated place in the world, the one she had desperately wanted to escape her entire life, had become the only place Vivica returned to. This pack held every scar she had ever suffered: betrayal, heartbreak, and the fleeting memories of the only moments she had ever been truly happy. In the past two months, she had changed completely. But the pack remained exactly as she had left it. The paths, the people… even her house. Yet the moment she stepped into the territory, she didn’t go home. She went straight to the packhouse to collect her debt. The last unfinished job she had left. “Please…” A ragged, trembling breath escaped the Alpha as he lay at her feet. Vivica sank back into the sofa, his still-beating heart clutched in her hand. It thudded faintly, a pitiful, desperate rhythm fighting against the inevitable.His wide frantic eyes locked onto hers pleading, cursing, begging all at once. But Vivica’s brown eyes held no emotion, only the memory of

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW “This Devil will get his angel back.”Vivica’s entire body jolted at his heated touch, her heart racing wildly as she saw the raw obsession burning in his gaze. The way he called her angel awakened something deep inside her, a part of herself she was never supposed to accept, a part she had always tried to bury. His deep blue eyes, dark with possession, scratched at those forbidden feelings until she began losing control over her wolf.She yanked herself out of his grasp. “I am not your angel.”“You are mine,” he declared, stepping closer. “We both know the truth, Vivica.” He took another step, closing the distance between them. “You never stopped loving me. If you had, you would have let Nija possess my body.”“That was because of the mate bond,” she snapped.“The mate bond you were aware of,” Finn countered, his voice low and intense. “But I—I didn’t know about it, and I still fell in love with you again.”His words shook Vivica to her core. Her anklet ha

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Half an hour later, the rain had stopped completely. Austin pulled over at a distance from the Voss Moon Pack border, just as Vivica had requested. She didn’t want to be seen by the pack wolves. Without a word or a backward glance, she headed toward the territory while Finn followed silently behind her.Austin and Ace remained in the car, watching them disappear into the distance.“She actually returned to her old pack, and it looks like Alpha Finn knew it,” Ace murmured. “Now I’m sure Alpha will come back one day,” Austin said with a small smile.Ace leaned back in his seat and exhaled. “For the first time, I agree with you.”The moment the words left his mouth, the temperature inside the car dropped noticeably. Ace glanced at Austin and found him looking annoyed.“May I know why you escaped the house again?” Austin raised an eyebrow. Upon returning home, he could not find Ace at home and went on a mission to find him. Ace’s jaw clenched. “I fucking went

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW“Vivica…”Finn’s voice was soft yet dangerously seductive as it brushed against her ear. The sound alone stole the breath from her lungs. After so many days of deliberate distance, his sudden nearness wreaked havoc on both her heart and body in ways she hadn’t anticipated. His hot breath grazed the sensitive skin of her neck, and the possessive press of his hands sent sparks racing across her entire body. Her wolf melted under the approach of his, going limp with submission. Vivica’s grip tightened unconsciously around the glass in her hand as her eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment. She felt dangerously close to dissolving in his arms.The thunder rumbling outside the window finally snapped her out of the heated haze.She opened her eyes slowly. “Let me go,” she murmured. “You’re drenched.”Finn kept his face buried in the curve of her neck for a long moment, breathing her in, before he finally whispered, “Where do I sleep?”The question transported Viv