PENELOPE'S POV ~Before I could throw up at the window, I tried to rein in the nausea that was building up. Giovanni slowly came behind me, but before his hands could make contact with my body, I was already fleeing to the toilet.My hands clutched the toilet seat for support as I retched and heaved. Hot, acidic bile rose in my throat, and I felt a wave of nausea sweep over me. I tried to breathe deeply, but the smell of vomit made my stomach churn even more. My whole body trembled as I heaved again, and I closed my eyes, fighting the urge to faint. When it was over, I slumped against the wall, weak and exhausted.Giovanni entered the room, his eyes immediately taking in my state before he approached with tender caution. He gently pulled me into his strong arms as though I were a delicate, fragile object that needed his protection."Are you feeling sick, baby?" he asked, his voice laced with worry as he cradled my head against his chest. His hand softly stroked my hair while the other
PENELOPE'S POV ~I slowly stood, grabbed his hand and cupped it around one of my breasts. “Giovanni, touch me.” I said. I was aching with need at this point. I couldn’t wait any longer. He kept his eyes on my breasts, didn’t look at me, but began to fondle me, squeezing my breast and rubbing his thumb against the nipple, which pointed, hard and sharp, against his skin.“Fuck!" He swore.My pussy was throbbing. I stretched my arms up around his shoulders and stood up on my toes and kissed him. He paused for a moment. I pressed my lips against his, and my bare chest against his clothed one, and then he pulled me closer and kissed me back, sliding his tongue into my mouth and giving himself over to the moment.My breath started coming quickly at the feel of his body and his mouthon mine. My skin felt as though it had been lit on flames. I was so horny at that moment.With a grunt, he grabbed me by the waist with both hands and lifted meoff the floor. I wrapped my legs around him and ke
GIOVANNI'S POV~I shut my eyes and let go of her, feeling horny again.“Where are you going?" She asked me in her squeaky voice and I almost cummed from that.“Wanna get cleaned up and then meet the others.” I told her.“I'm coming with you then." She scowled, and I nodded, takingher outstretched hand and helping her to get off the bed.Penelope was still naked, her nipples all perky and pink, ready to be sucked on. Bending down, I devoured her mouth and tasted her all over again. Deep and slow. Her breasts pressed into my chest.I set the pace of the kiss and shifted, making her tilt her head back. When Iparted my lips, she followed suit. The feel of her tongue against mine sent a hot, sharp spark of electricity coursing through my veins. The kiss was hot and intense, yet wet and warm and all things nice. Her tongue tangled with mine in a dance.Dipping my hand into her lush hair, I savored her. She fit perfectlyagainst my body, petite and curvy and soft. I bit on her lower lip an
PENELOPE'S POV ~A heavy silence hung in the air. I found myself struggling to process the shocking revelation, my mind swirling with a whirlwind of emotions that threatened to consume me. The reality I thought I knew was rapidly crumbling around me, leaving me feeling lost.My hands balled into fists, my heart seeming to skip a beat as I sat here, frozen in disbelief. And then, as if propelled by some unseen force, I reacted in a way that even I couldn't have predicted. I threw my head back and let out a wild, maniacal laughter, my eyes burning with tears.The sound of my laughter filled the room, echoing off the walls like a twisted chorus of madness. I couldn't control it; it was as if the laughter was being ripped from my very soul.Nothing made sense anymore, and I began to wonder if I was losing my mind or trapped in some sort of bizarre, nightmarish dream.“You're... You're lying, right?" I cackled, my voice tinged with desperation, hoping Alistair would laugh along and reveal
PENELOPE'S POV ~Alistair slowly lowered a book in his hand, placing it on Giovanni's table before returning to the chair where he had vanished. He raised a brow at Giovanni, who still aimed the gun at him, but Giovanni refused to lower it."Would you let me do my thing by telling your 'big dog' of a mate to lower his damn gun? I need to concentrate," Alistair snarled. When he turned to me, his eyes softened.Giovanni scoffed. "Do whatever bullshit you want. We're waiting. Don't tell me what to do!" he spat back.Alistair grumbled but remained silent, turning his focus to the book on the table.Alistair's demeanor shifted as he placed his hand on the book and closed his eyes. An ominous aura seemed to surround him as he started chanting in a devilish language. "Drakus ama'ar se'kala drakkon! Rakka'shan, malador, kala'shna! Iyava kreth'lor, hal'ashtar, krevalak drakkon!" he proclaimed, his voice deep and commanding.The words sent chills down our spines, filling the room with an otherw
GIOVANNI'S POV~I observed Penelope, her focus unwavering as she watched the unfolding scene. She was completely engrossed and barely blinked. Looking around, I noticed discomfort on everyone's faces, except for Chloe, who appeared unaffected by the chronomancy.It was clear that Alistair had manipulated time, and this realization made us all uneasy. The idea that he could potentially manipulate us as well was terrifying.I turned my gaze back to Penelope, and my heart skipped a beat as I noticed that she remained unscathed. This was undeniable proof that she was indeed a devil-werewolf hybrid. The thought was almost frightening, but I had already chosen to stay by her side, especially in her time of need. Taking a deep breath, I redirected my attention to the scene before us.The scene shifted once more, revealing a woman crying out in pain, her labor having begun. Midwives, skilled and calm, rushed to her side, guiding her carefully toward the maternity ward."You're doing great," o
PENELOPE'S POV ~My nails dug into my palms as I clenched my fists, glaring at Alistair, the man claiming to be my father."Hah!" I sneered, my voice dripping with contempt. "Why did you do it? Why block all of my memories and still claim to be my father?!""Penelope... Please..." he started, but I quickly cut him off, my anger reaching its boiling point."Oh, just answer the damn question!" I hissed, my patience wearing thin.Alistair paused, his lips pressed into a thin line, his shoulders slumping in defeat. I couldn't tell if it was guilt or disappointment at my refusal to accept him as my father."I did it to save you," he finally confessed, his voice barely a whisper. "I didn't want to lose you!"I stared at him as if he were an alien from another planet, incredulous at his words. "To save me? Do you even hear yourself? You sound crazy, dear father!" My tone was venomous, dripping with disdain. "You abandoned me because you lost your mate, and you never returned for me! And what
PENELOPE'S POV ~Memphis captured Aurora, and he hurt her," Alistair continued, his voice wavering. "I saw it through my powers, and the pain I felt was unimaginable. I felt every blow, every agonizing moment twice over. She was dying, and so was I. I tried countless magic spells and relied on our bond, but I couldn't pinpoint her location..." He released a heavy sigh, and my heart clenched in my chest as I observed his torment.As he spoke, his voice trembled, each word cracking under the weight of his inner turmoil. It seemed as though he was on the verge of breaking down, and his distress was evident to everyone present.His shoulders sagged, the burden he carried nearly crushing him. His features twisted into a mask of hurt, his brows drawing together as he struggled to maintain his composure.I quickly averted my gaze, focusing on my toes as I bit my lip."Do you know why I haven't appeared for so many years, Penelope?" Alistair asked, prompting me to look up, though I remained s