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41. Ayr
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His Unlovable Mate 43. Ayr
Elle is merciless. Utterly ruthless in her desire to crush her sister. Only now am I realising how far she will go. The idea I could somehow ride out this union, using my influence to manage two packs, is laughable. Pathetic even. She had a plan for everything. In constant touch with the jade-eyed robed cunt Cesar she pulled every string. All with a sickly sweet smile of victory. Hint to Cass about the truth - Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Try to harm Elle - Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Then Lucas and I die for good measure. Injure myself, cause any diversion. Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Twisting my head I searched around the beige and gold royal bedroom for a sign, anything that could help. Every vein raced with painful adrenalin. I've stood in front of dozens of enemies and stared death in the face before. Slashed and hacked my way through flesh and bone. But this fucking demon in pink silk is the one to break me. Elle sauntered to her vanity unit, checking
His Unlovable Mate 44. Ayr
Lucas and I were immediately escorted out of Kallio by a dozen guards. All of them armed, eager to shred us. Elder Cesar stayed with Luna Elle. The so-called victim. He doesn’t believe she’ll slit his throat the instant he ceases to be useful. Annoyingly, I can see I’ve never been important to Elle in any way. I’ve only been useful as a way to hurt Cass. Something I’ve enabled over and over. I know the guards will be mindlinking back to base. To Cesar and Elle. Elder Cesar's place is within those looming white cliffs now. No doubt toasting success with his devious scheming bitch of a Luna. I should have broken her fucking neck. But then my mind replays the sickening lurch of the banner. Where Cass almost died. Even though it hurts like hell, I'd save her every time. Even so, I hate myself for saying I loved Elle. I hate every single statement I was forced to utter. The alternative reality Cass now believed in, where I apparently schemed to kill her father, laughing at her every s
His Unlovable Mate 45. Cassie
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The door swung open, and I was attacked by a thousand different emotions. All of them are unwanted at this time. I don’t want to look at the splash of blood across his brow and worry he’s been injured. Why he has thick. angry silver lines down his throat, heading down into his thick black clothing and armour. He doesn’t deserve the sympathetic lurches of my heart. I don’t want to see his blue eyes mix with green the instant we reconnect. It’s not fair. He’s my weakness, not a strength. He’s a liar, a cheat. Humiliation mixed with pure anger causes my irises to flare with silver. every muscle tensed with hesitation.But our bond is pulsing with concrete, unmistakable need. “Don’t hurt who?” Ayr asks, his voice just as dark and rich as I remembered. The same dark tone he swore he loved me with. “You’re here to see Fenton?” “I know this isn’t a good time, but I need to ask Alpha Fenton some questions-” “Are you for real?” Marcus interrupts, “we’re in the middle of a fucking battle!
His Unlovable Mate 48. Ayr
/Have you lost your fucking mind?/ Marcus asks but I don’t answer, just continue to tenderly bind my darling. I stood up after tying the last binding with my own stomach painfully knotted. If I leave it too loose, I know she’ll just take off like a firework. Too tight, I’ll just hate myself even more than I do already. I finally have an opportunity to explain myself, I won’t lose it. Her white shirt and bare stomach are coated in mud. Her gorgeous thighs too, but I try not to look. The seething resentment coming off her makes my wolf wince. But I don’t blame her. Not for a second. This battle has been won. Volare triumphs, Fenton is dead. It barely registers. The sounds of celebration and whooping ricochet around me but the mud-covered siren in front of me takes over everything. Fenton can choose a new Alpha, and the instant they do I’ll be back over here with my Betas to make sure they understand attacking Volare is no longer an option. I usually hate bloodshed. But not today.
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