Chapter-95. Heartless emotions

[Raven]

"So, this is what you were trying to hide behind your ugly veil?" I strutted closer to her.

"I thought you had better things to do than to peep behind veils that aren't yours. After all, you have better people to be with, for example, your Luna candidate. What brings you to an omega's abode?" she said bitterly, standing near the door, suppressing her breathlessness.

"That doesn't answer my question." I cocked a brow.

She stared at me and then averted her eyes, taking a deep breath.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I have no obligation to answer you. You no longer have that power over me," she said.

I smirked, standing just inches away from her. Tilting my head, I trailed the back of my fingers down the side of her face. Her body stiffened, but she held my gaze, refusing to break the glare lock.

I slid the collar of her shirt aside, revealing the pink bite marks and hickeys Ezra had left behind on her fair skin.

Grabbing her throat, I yanked her against myself.

"You might be a luna candidate now, little omega, but you are still my wife and it won't take long for me to remind you of all the power I have over you," I spoke against her lips.

My grip around her throat loosened, and I slid my fingers down her collarbone over her breasts.

'You touch a woman because when she is around, you just can't keep your hands to yourself.' Nyssa's words resonated between the distance of our breaths.

Xanthea grabbed my wrist with both her hands.

"True. You can still claim my body whenever you want, but that's it! That's all the power you have left. But I am more than just my body and there are parts of me you can't touch without my permission," she shot back, glancing at the fit-it-all. "Just like you are no longer allowed to touch my things as you like."

I smirked with a scoff, withdrawing my hand from her as I stepped back.

"Don't get cocky just because you are a luna candidate now."

She smiled bitterly, stepping closer to me.

"It's basic manners not to touch a lady's bag. But then again, I shouldn't expect manners from a man who doesn't know how to treat a child. How could you-" she snarled "-how dare you throw Lana like that? Her wings are injured; she can't fly. You could have hurt her-"

"And how is that any of my problems?" I said, clenching my jaws as I towered over her. "Lana can heal herself."

"She is a child! Just because she can, doesn't mean she should. Especially on the watch of an adult. You have no right to treat her like that. Apologize to her."

"You are on another level of shamelessness. Who the hell do you think you are to question my authority?" I growled.

"You said it yourself, alpha Raven. I am your wife. And I can question your authority, not because I am Ezra's Luna candidate, but because I have a soul pact with you and that means something. It makes me something. If my soul belongs to you, then a part of your soul is mine, too."

her obnoxious tone didn't irritate me; strangely, it ignited an uncanny hypnotic pull between us. Yet something in her eyes exuded a

Let me tell you how this is going to end. The boy is going back to the hospital to his

drew into a weak frown as

a side-step, I walked past

You will never see them again. Once I take them somewhere safe, I will return, I promise.

hitch as I

find somewhere safe for weak blood?" I growled, glaring at her over my shoulder. "What do you even know about this place? It's history, it's horrors! You have only spent a few weeks here under the constant protection

in a shuddering

go..." she said,

can leave for the hospital and the prison. That was my plan, after all,"

hammered against her ribs as I strode towards the kids. Her knuckles cracked as she clenched her fists tighter, her breaths

"RUN!"

through the air as she hurtled towards me, colliding with surprising force. With a swift

hand, I grabbed her arm and threw her onto

this kid's shit as quickly as possible. Because Xanthea was about to do something and

blur of motion. With

I take these three kids under my protection. I claim them as my own. You shall not harm them

if he

up! He is not

she dragged me across the wall with all her might. She pushed me back. For a brief second, I stumbled, and in those few seconds, she grabbed the

version of this book for

and pinned her against the wall. Her body trembled. Stream of strained grunts escaped her lips as she fought

body into hers to stifle her resistance. "You think you can fight me? You think you

frustrated groan as I twisted her hand and pinned it on her back before she could elbow me

yelled, shooting thorny vines whipping towards me. My butterflies rose

protect some strangers? So much so that you are ready to risk your life for them?" I asked

a kid, I wished there was an adult who'd do it for me," she said through her clenched

this is a trauma

know about trauma, but this is my response!" she yelled,

shoved her hands into her pouch and yelled, "Hetrotia

could react, she threw a handful of powder towards my face. I shut my eyes quickly, trying not to inhale as the cloud of pollen settled around me. Hetrotia pollen was potent enough to cause temporary blindness when it came in direct contact with

Fucking hell! This is....

rattled with her frantic attempts to pry it open. Her breaths came in quick, shallow gasps as she fought

her voice laced with desperation as she threw her full strength into pushing and

pollen burned as it settled over my skin. I could still feel the faint, lingering sting, but that was

excitement overtaking my senses. "Now you've really turned me on for a hunt." My

Xanthea froze, pinned under my heavy bloodlust

banged on the door

scanning for any exit, but there was none. Her breaths shivered as her fingers clenched into fists as

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