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Wasn’t she supposed to be happy that it was way easier than she thought? Eriel looked at her with tired eyes. “Your aura has become more— sexual. It’s like you’re changing.” Delilah got out from there quickly, somehow getting more strength from nowhere. She didn’t bother to say a word to him, as she was not satisfied enough. She had expected to get her release at least three times in a row, so much that her legs wouldn’t stop shaking, and she would have to move going to stay with the other brother until tomorrow.

Delilah swung her body, but fortunately she held onto a bench. "Freddy!" shouted Delilah. Before she could finish speaking, Freddy stopped in front of her and glared at her. "Shut up! How dare you crawl to me like a fucking slut!" Her angry shout made everyone's eyes widen in surprise. We had never seen Freddy so furious. Delilah, on the other hand, was startled by the scream and began to cry. Her tears fell one after another, while her face turned completely red.

Whatever it is! "I want you to go up on the stage and declare that three years ago, it wasn't a misunderstanding. You actually tried to frame me to be my mate's Luna. And accept that you are a slut." Delilah said in a dead serious tone while looking Melissa in the eyes. "Deal." Melissa said while glaring at Delilah. She was fuming which satisfied Delilah a little bit because now she knows Melissa hates her condition. It's gonna be fun and satisfying to see her doing that.

A video popped up from an unknown address, and she frowned as she took the phone. She tapped to play the video. On the screen, Tristan stood before the camera, his smile looking unnervingly pale. Behind him, two figures were bound to chairs, their bodies exposed. It was Delilah and Marvin. In front of him was a phone that was live-streaming the scene. He held a sharp dagger in his hand and walked toward Delilah, peeling the tape off her mouth. With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…"

Just bodies demanding to crash together. Brielle pulled Delilah’s blouse open, buttons scattering, lips moving down to her chest. Delilah yanked down her shorts, panties soaked through, and slid two fingers inside her without warning. Brielle gasped, grabbing the back of her neck, pulling her closer as she rocked against her hand, the slap of skin loud in the echoing room. “You like this,” Delilah growled. “You like me touching you where no one else can.” Brielle moaned, legs tightening. “You’re the one who came back.”

Delilah tried to rest her back against the headrest but gasped when she saw the quilt move from her upper body. Her naked chest was full of red marks. "OH NO!" She remembered what happened last night. She hid her face with both of her hands. "No, no. What will he think about me? What did I do? How could I be so shameless??" She peeked at her body between the free space of her fingers and then groaned. "What will I do now?" She cursed herself for talking like that with Everett shamelessly. "He must think of me as a brazen woman."

I will not last, and I try to pull her away, but Delilah holds my ass as she takes me deep into her throat. “Fuck.” I come, unable to hold off any longer. It’s explosive, and she swallows every drop, staring into my eyes. “What the hell was that?” I drop to the bed beside her, leaning forward to catch my breath. “I don’t even want to know how you’re so good at that.” “Something I have been dreaming about.” Delilah stands and takes her dress off, revealing a tiny matching bra and underwear in pink lace that makes me curse again. She moves onto the bed, scooting back to the pillows, as I can’t help but follow her.

He reached out and pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly against his chest. He was trying to keep me from falling apart. But I was already falling. He pressed his forehead against mine, his breath shaky as he whispered, "I'm so sorry." And then, without warning, he ripped my soul apart. "I, Castor Roman, Alpha of the Greater Augusta Pack, reject you, Delilah Corrigan, as my mate and Luna." It felt like someone had plunged a knife into my chest, twisting it until I couldn't breathe. The pain was instant, searing through me like fire, burning everything inside me.

The woman followed soon after, her entire body trembling with the force of her orgasm. Delilah immediately turned around and fled at the sight. I shot up from my seat and followed her. "Fuck!"

"I am the most powerful being on this earth." With a fierce battle cry, Delilah charged at me, her nails swiping through the air with deadly precision. I dodged and weaved, avoiding her blows by mere inches. But Delilah was relentless, her attacks coming faster and faster until I stumbled backward, desperate to escape her wrath. She pinned me to the wall, her nails digging deep into my skin. I gritted my teeth, trying to bear the pain, but Delilah just laughed, her eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure.