جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 100

The grim expressions on their faces vanished, replaced by pure shock, the moment their alpha stepped out of the car completely naked. I climbed out after him, but hardly anyone spared me a glance. Ronan's physique was far too distracting for them to look away. Lucien nearly choked at the sight. He was the only one bold enough to show his reaction. The others simply stared before quickly lowering their heads, unwilling to meet Ronan's narrowed gaze. "Where are the clothes I told you to bring?" Ronan demanded instead of offering a greeting. That explained their strange welcome. He must have instructed them to prepare some clothes beforehand. Lucien shoved a bag into his hands. "Here. A new shirt and trousers. Honestly, I thought you were playing a prank on me when you called." He watched as Ronan finally began dressing, covering himself and saving the watching wolves from a collect

Elise's eyes widened as Ronan's words finally sank in. A strangled gasp escaped her throat, and the colour drained from her face. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, fingers curling and uncurling as she desperately tried to conceal her fear. It was useless. Her terror was written all over her. It felt as though the ground had disappeared beneath her feet, leaving her with nothing to cling to. Every second she remained in Ronan Kingsley's hands brought her closer to death. Vernon could still save her. At least, that was what she had been telling herself. That last thread of hope snapped when Ronan planted his shoe on the back of her hand and slowly increased the pressure. With her cheek badly damaged, she could barely produce a proper scream. "Or perhaps you'd prefer to discuss something else?" Ronan hummed, clearly enjoying himself. He glanced at Kaine, who im

I did not know when I had fallen asleep. All I knew was the gentle stroke across the top of my head, smoothing my hair the whole time. When I opened my eyes I was still by Blaise’s bedside in the infirmary, and the room was eerily dark. As soon as I sat up, the weight on my head vanished. My attention went first to the moon, then to Blaise. I sucked in a sharp breath when a pair of silvery gray eyes looked back at me. "Blaise." I murmured his name. My heart pounded against my ribs so hard it was almost deafening. Excitement and relief swirled through my chest, and for a moment I could not tell whose feelings they were. Without another word I launched myself into his open arms and tucked my head into the crook of his neck. In that position his natural scent filled my nose, the perfume of home. I snuggled deeper. When he laughed softly, my body moved with his. "It is good to see you too, Kaela."

“A vampire killed him, Blaise. They drained his blood, slit his throat, and left him sitting in his favourite armchair for us to discover.” Ronan explained everything bluntly, making no attempt to soften the horror of it.Blaise parted his lips as though he wanted to respond, but no words came out. His fingers tightened around my hand until it almost hurt. I did not pull away. At that moment, I was the only thing keeping him from slipping into the darkness of his grief.Tears welled in his eyes, and his throat moved as he struggled to speak.“I... no... but...” He finally managed to stammer, wiping his eyes with his free hand.A heavy wave of sorrow washed over me, threatening to drag me under. The grief was not mine, yet I felt every bit of it through him.“I didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye.” His voice weakened as he sank further into the pillows. “I should have visited him more often. I had the time. I could have called him. I could have done something, anything. Why did I

No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than the sound of a church bell rang through the air. The enormous gate began to creak open, forcing the three of us to stand outside and wait.I could practically feel Ronan’s irritation growing by the second. He clearly wanted to march straight inside and get down to business rather than stand around waiting like an uninvited guest.“Pretentious fuckwits,” he muttered under his breath.“Manners,” Blaise and I said simultaneously.The surprise that flickered across Ronan’s face was priceless. He quickly composed himself, however, just as someone approached us.The woman was tall, with long, dark hair pulled into a high ponytail and straight bangs framing her forehead. Her sharp blue eyes narrowed in distaste as she examined me from head to toe, clearly unimpressed by what she saw. She sniffed the air before recoiling with a contemptuous huff.“A human? And not even a beautiful one.” She looked me over disdainfully. “You’re weak, and you have