Novel & Cerita The Wrong Valentine

"Your past? That’s already done. That’s behind you. And now, you have Valentine. Which means, sweetheart, you’ve got nothing to worry about." I let out a breath, shaking my head. "You make it sound like Valentine is the solution for my problems." "Because he is," he insists. "I mean, sure, we’ve got dangerous enemies and ancient politics trying to screw us over, but at least we don’t have to deal with drunk drivers or—what did you call it?—being Turtle Girl, all because Valentine made you a vampire." He pronounces it as 'vam-pee-rey'. I can’t help but laugh at that. "You’re silly."

"Dad, Mom, you’ve got it wrong. Amanda is now—" "Scott, shut up!" Elaine might not have understood everything, but she wasn’t blind. She shot Amanda a vicious glare, then turned to me. Her voice wavered, lacking conviction. "Katie, this must all be some kind of misunderstanding. Scott has always been soft-hearted. This woman must’ve tricked him. "And besides, you’re always so busy with work. All you ever do is stare at your reports. You don’t even have time to pour him a cup of coffee.

I noticed the bulge and I trailed my fingers through it. A low,rough grunt escaped his mouth as he forcefully claimed my lips. I moaned and kissed him passionately, trying to match his pace. "Tonight, we are young". He muttered as he struggle to break away from me. "Tonight is too young". I replied. Then I watched him dash into the hallway. .

While I was internally combusting, he looked perfectly comfortable after publicly saying the most insane thing imaginable. Damon pointed at him accusingly. “You can’t say something like that and then sit there looking like a billionaire therapist.” Kendrick took another sip of his drink. “Watch me.” Victor burst out laughing. I pressed my fingers briefly against my forehead. This was a nightmare. “Alright,” Sophie announced. “New topic before Yulia evaporates.” “Too late,” Damon replied immediately. “She’s already buffering.” “Damon,” I warned. He grinned unapologetically. “I support women’s rights and women’s wrongs.”

“Oh, I just found out that my boyfriend and your brother–in–Love–” “In–law, Vivian, it's in–law” I laughed, “oh, my bad, in–love,” She shrugged staring back at me me with a quaint smile “They are friends” I finally said. Her face finally went pale. “What?” she whispered.

"So you're not so perfect after all. You're just like me..." "I'm nothing like you." Rhys's voice is steel. "Because when I realized I was wrong, when I understood what I'd done, I didn't double down. I didn't try to justify it or blame her. I owned my mistake. And I've been trying to make it right ever since. That's the difference between us, Kevin. I can admit when I'm wrong. You can't." "Oh, how noble." Kevin's sarcasm is thick. "But here's the thing, little brother, you were right to doubt her. Charlotte is exactly what I always said she was. A manipulator. A user. A woman who'll do anything to get what she wants."

His throat was tight. He said: "She wouldn't do that. Sloane wouldn't—" She said: "You don't know what she would do. You never did. You spent three years thinking you knew her and you were wrong about the most basic things." Her voice didn't change. Still even. Still calm. "You were wrong about how she would react. You were wrong about how long she would wait for you to come back. And you were wrong about what she was capable of when someone gave her a better option."

He gave her a warm look he hadn't shown in ages, kissed her cheek, and proudly held out a pencil case. "Kathy, look what Daddy got you—the latest model. Do you like it?" I glanced away, indifferent. His actions were obvious to me. He felt guilty for moving Jennifer and her daughter in without a word. This was his way of making amends. A slap, followed by a candy. That was all this was. Kathy wriggled out of his arms and came to stand by me. She wasn't excited at all. She just shook her head lightly. "I don't like it anymore," she said.

"She arranged an insemination procedure for your fiancée, Moraa." My jaw clenched so hard it hurt at the mention of my fiances name. Rage flooded through me. But before I could explode, Valentina delivered the final blow. "However, there was a mistake." I stared at her "a mix up occurred during the procedure and the wrong woman was inseminated." The room suddenly felt too small. I leaned back in my chair and laughed bitterly. "This can't be real." But judging from the look on her face, she meant every word she said.

My heart still ached, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was making the biggest mistake of her life, aligning herself with the wrong man. The ride back was silent, but my mind wouldn’t stop. Valeria—my mate—was supposed to be by my side, not his. How could she throw us away so easily? Every time I thought of her standing there, announcing her decision to marry Aiden, it felt like a blade twisted deeper into my chest. But no matter how much it hurt, I knew this wasn’t just about me. Valeria was putting herself and her entire pack at risk.