Novel & Cerita The Antagonist Pet

At least, she doesn't have to act too friendly with them or pretend to be friendly with them when in truth, she is dead scared of those huge men, just as much as she is scared of her Master. "Why are you staring at the papers with a frown? Do you have anything to say? If you do, you should know that your opinion doesn't count. You must do whatever I say, whether it you are okay with it or not. I believe you were ready for this when you accepted to become my pet" Leo said while staring at the confused looking lady in front of him. She look so pure and innocent, someone who cannot handle being involved in his dangerous world. She wouldn't survive it if she gets involve with him, it is one of t

Damian massaged his chin while looking at Evelyn with a small smirk on his lips. “What do you think?” He asked her in amusement. “Don’t you know what a pet is used for in this context? You’re an adult, aren’t you?” Anger surged within Evelyn as her cheeks puffed up and her face flushed red. “I told you. I’M NOT A WHORE.” She said through gritted teeth. Damian chuckled. Her angry face tickled his heart. She looked so adorable. He couldn’t help but want to tease her more. “Of course… I didn’t say you were. I just said I’ll keep you as my pet. I’ll cancel the debt.”

The burn of fresh poison seared instantly, doubling the fire already writhing in my veins. She leaned close, her breath cold against my cheek. “Every cut, another poison. How long before you can’t even lift that toy sword?” I shoved her back, but she only laughed, dancing away, her black hair whipping around her like silk. Dante came again, axe raised. Selene darted around him, cutting low, forcing me to split my attention. They didn’t strike as allies, but their hatred of me aligned them well enough. And still—Akira hadn’t moved.

I wiped my palms down my pants, eyes locked on him, trying to work out why he was here and what he had already seen. “Are you here for a dog or a fight?” I pressed the mutt to my chest like it could shield me. Its ears were twitching, body trembling—the same way mine wanted to. It barked at the man coming toward us like it knew better than to trust him. Lucas kept his distance, but even that didn’t help. His presence moved like choking smoke. “I see you’re strutting around the palace now with confidence,” he said. I didn’t answer. I crouched lower and started scrubbing the bowls again like I didn’t hear him. The puppy whimpered and tried to crawl into my armpit.

“Up next, Minerva Castiel! And Dona Friedrich!” Minerva stepped into the platform, her spear tightly held in her hand as she prepared to face her opponent. Although the spear wasn't balanced on her hand, it was comfortable to hold. Edwin had trained her tirelessly, using different stances which were suitable for a spear. Her cold eyes met scowling ones as the girl joined her in the arena. Both of them are now competing to see who will win.

"We need to lose them." "Instead of that, you should let me fight them." Antoine growled, stopping in his tracks. Caught off guard. I didn't have enough to catch myself as I was flung backwards by Antoine's sudden action. Holding out his arms, he caught and steadied me. "Are you insane?" I shrieked, looking wildly towards where the thugs were coming from. "They're ferals!" "So?" Antoine asked unphased. "What good are some ferals against the alpha heir?"

Five years ago, I disappeared without a trace, leaving my mate Alpha Rene Beck to believe I was dead. Now I've been found. And Rene isn't the young man I left behind anymore. He's stronger. Colder. Crueler. More dangerous. The kind of Alpha who can command a room with a single look, and make my body remember exactly what it felt like to belong to him. But for him now, I am just his runaway mate who shattered him and vanished without explanation. And he is just the Alpha who calls my 4 years old boy a bastard, who has no idea he's looking at his own flesh and blood. He drags us back to his pack and informs me that in four months he's marrying my half-sister, the woman who helped ruin my

Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me?