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His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER NINE.
CRUZ’S POV. A bead of sweat rolled down my face, and numbers rolled off my tongue inaudibly.“Thirty-Six.” I counted as I continued with my push-up.I still found it hard to push the day’s incident aside. Even after years of his death, my monster of a Father still had this terrible effect on me. He still managed to bring out the other side of me. For a minute I saw his face right on Eleanor’s, his lips parted slightly with a devilish smirk on his face. The one he used to have on every time before he landed his long wipe on my back, its body filled with thorns that would pierce right into my skin and scrape some off.“You need to let how to control your emotions as the future ruler of this kingdom.” He would say every time a drop of tears fell down my cheek and land another wipe on my back till I can take it no more and eventually go silent.My fingers curled into fists in anger. This kingdom and its people had robbed me of my childhood moments all because I had to be a good King for
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER TEN.
THIRD PERSON’S POV. Until hours ago, Cruz never knew he would let out this monster side of himself. He never thought he would be standing out here, banging loudly on her door, attempting to kick it down with all the workforce he had gathered.Because up until her, he had never been refused by a she-wolf, talk less a commoner. It took him that long to get here because he had to hit the gym first to relieve his anger, but it didn't work out. Every time he bent down, letting the numbers roll down his tongue, he remembered the servant's words.Who was she to refuse him?She was nothing but his doll. His pet. His minion. She was here to play a character before...He landed another loud bang on the door. His anger boiled the more at the thought that she was in there, ignoring him, probably laughing at him for constituting such a nuisance. He was about to land another bang on the door when his Beta, Martins, showed up.Martins looked curious as he tried to figure out the whole drama.“Wha
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER ELEVEN.
CRUZ’S POV. My eyes landed on my wristwatch as I awaited her arrival. I was sitting impatiently in the back of the car. When she arrived minutes later, pulling the door open and stepping in, I almost mistook her for someone else. She looked so different and better. She looked nothing like the commoner I had brought home. She looked believable. She looked like what a Luna should look like. And that was where today’s outings came in. We were on our way to visit the farmers, according to the Elders' wishes. They believed that would convince the people to love me again.But did I give one tiny fuck about their lives?No. Not at all. But I still had to do it. I still had to do everything I could do. All before my inauguration. After that, I wouldn’t need to please anyone.I could feel her avoiding my eyes as she looked away countless times when our eyes met. It was probably still an effect of last night’s outburst.Was I over it yet?Not at all.Even as I looked at her, I felt this crazy
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER TWELVE.
THIRD PERSON’S POV.Cruz's eyes got bloodshot as he watched her there, kneeling on one knee with a small Wolf standing right in front of her. She held his palm in her left hand, turning it around like she was checking something.“Why did you do it? You shouldn’t do that to yourself.” Eleanor said, her voice low, soft, and sweet. Eleanor had seen him trying to jump down from a high place, and she ran as fast as she could to catch up with him because she knew for sure that he would only end up injuring himself or maybe losing his life in the process. However, she had studied him enough to know he was about to do that on purpose. He was trying to kill himself. She couldn’t just stand there and watch it happen even if the others decided to. Every single life was meaningful. Losing her family in the raid had taught her that.Cruz doubted that he had ever heard that side of her. That side of her showed how sympathetic she could be.“I…I. I was just hungry.” The little boy stammered, starin
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
THIRD PERSON’S POV.“What was that all about?” He roared angrily at her. He was pissed, angry, annoyed. Any other word to describe this threatening volcano breaming inside him? “Were you trying to act like a hero back there? Acting all high and mighty when you are nothing but my slave. An enslaved she-wolf I bought with my own money.” He added, accompanied by a mocking laugh.She said nothing. Her head lowered. Her eyes were glued to the floor.“How many times did I warn you not to talk to anyone without my permission? Huh!” He yelled at her again and heard her sniff back a tear.He stormed towards her, grabbing her by the arm, his fingers clinging onto her tightly.“When I talk to you, you answer, and that's an order!” He roared.She jerked her head up to look at him, the tears in her eyes blurring her vision as she let out a prolonged dry laughter.“What should I say, huh? Tell me. Tell me the right words I am to say to suit your bruised ego. Oh, your Majesty. Mighty Ruler. Is that
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
DIANA’S POV. I ran my right palm over my slightly swollen area as I looked at my reflection in the morning. My baby bump was starting to show just a little, even though it was just two months, or maybe I just thought it was. I was so glad, more than happy, that she was finally out of the way, and now no one would stop me from being with the Wolf I love. However, I was still a bit bothered that he had not announced to the world that I was his new Luna and that he feared me. It made me wonder if Lucien no longer loved me. I had confronted him, though, and he said something about wanting the talk of Eleanor’s banishment to die down before he took such a step so it wouldn’t raise any suspicion and for some time, I understood. I pulled my Beige flay gown up to stare at my stomach, revealing my White linen pant. I turn sideways to look at the beautiful life growing inside of me, a symbol of the love I shared with Lucien.“I believe he or she will grow up to be a beautiful one.” I heard Lu
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
CRUZ’S POV. I push the door open to see her sitting there, her hands wrapped around her legs, with her face lying in between them. It was the same spot I had left her in a day ago. Would it be funny to say I had forgotten her existence until the Elders made mention of her absence, and I remembered that I had a show to keep up with?Well, I was standing in front of the door, holding the door apart. I watched her lift her head slowly to look my way. Her eyes were swollen, puffy, and all red. It looked like she had been crying for hours. She flinched on seeing me and staggered backward as though I might decide to slam her across the wall again. Well, would I?I doubted.Looking at her face, I felt my heart squeeze a little from my guilt. I stepped closer to her, taking my step one after another while she backed away as though she was trying to escape me. I leaned forward and cupped her chin to stare deep into her eyes.“Have you been crying?” I asked and watched her jerk my hand off.
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
ELEANOR’S POV. I gasped out for air the exact second I pushed my eyes apart to find myself back in my room. A wave of relief washed over me. Ever since he told me about the feast, I have been having nightmares, terrible, terrible nightmares. I have been seeing myself caught by the Raiders and burnt alive too. I would wake up with beads of sweat breaking across my forehead and chin. My heart thumping fast, the sound of it so loud in my ears that I could almost compare it to that of a moving trailer. It always felt so real. The dream felt like that day years ago when my whole world went down the hill. When everything went the other way. The same day I watched my kind burnt into nothing. The thought of another feast made me fear something terrible might happen too—either that or I couldn't afford to be happy. Feast day was supposed to be remembrance day for my family, my kind. I couldn't afford to dance and wine on the day they were killed. Even if I have to attend, because I have no
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His Pretend Mate Bride EPILOGUE
AUTHOR’S POVEleanor held her baby cot as she watched the little Ivy sleep so soundly. A bright smile curled up her lips. Her once-heavy heart becomes lighter with time. Her eyes darted from Ivy towards where Nimah and Dante were playing.It had been weeks since they got to the palace. Two days since their wedding. Since they walked down the aisle and exchanged beautiful vows, since she and Cruz had decided to adopt Dante During the visit to the Farms, Eleanor had stumbled on him looking sad and dirty. After minutes of persuading him, he finally confessed that JoJo, his little sister, had died.The news had made Eleanor’s heart clench tight because she knew how lonely it would feel for him. She immediately took it upon herself to tell Cruz, and he was more than excited to have another child.She rolled the beautiful ring on her finger, and a smile parted her lips. She loved him so much. She was glad that they ended up together after everything.“How is my little princess doing?” She he
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
ELEANOR’S POVA chilly air brushed past me, causing the hair on my body to stand at alert. My breath hitched in my throat, and my heart started to pound so loud as I watched Damon get closer.Who would have thought that he was the bad guy? “Don’t do anything stupid, Damon, please.” I pleaded, my voice quivering while my eyes stayed glued on the glittering knife he held.“Too late, El. Why use just her when I use you both? When can I finally get to rule the world?” He responded, a smirk curling up his lips.“Let her be, Damon. If you are truly a man, then face me!” Cruz dared, his pitch high as he struggled to set himself free.Damon let out a dry laugh.“A god, Cruz. That is what I will become.” He said pridefully.My eyes stung with tears, and I gently tilted my head sideways to look at the Wolf I had learned to love. My eyes trailed over his facial features, his sharp jaw, and the beauty that lay in his eyes.I knew it was the end. It's too bad that our story would have to end this
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
AUTHOR’S POV“Who are you?” Eleanor yelled as fear crawled through her, her fingers clutching tightly onto Cruz’s cloth while his arms were wrapped around her.She could feel her heart thumping fast.The strange man let out a long, satisfying laugh.“If it isn't the so-called Dema. How does it feel to be here, Eleanor? Especially after knowing that you can never make it out alive.” He mocked with a slight smile on his face.Cruz couldn't believe his eyes. He refused to comprehend why Eleanor’s neighbors would want to do anything to her.“What the fuck do you want, Fred?” He questioned in an obviously pissed tone.Fred twitched his lips gently.“Soon you shall know. For now, keep walking until I tell you to stop.” He ordered, causing Cruz to clench his teeth.“And if I don't?” He confronted him because, obviously, he couldn't afford to put Eleanor in more danger. At this point, he was more than willing to fight tooth and nail to get out of here.Fred dragged in the air, then chuckled m
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
AUTHOR’S POVHe went still. His breath hitched in his throat as he stared at her. It felt as though he had just heard the most absurd words ever existing.“How?” He questioned, a little bit scared to mention the word again because he was aware of what the dangers of being one were.Eleanor inflicted gentle pain on her fingers as she thought of the best way to explain because she, too, had no idea.“Talk to me, El!” He ordered, his voice shaking a little.The tears stinging her eyes started to let themselves roll down her cheeks. He curbed her chin up to stare at her confused expression, his other fingers running through his hair.“Fuck!” He cussed because he knew she could get killed if they knew. He was willing to lose the same person he just got back.Her sobs heightened.“I’m sorry, Cruz. I should have told you earlier. I just thought you might…despise me.” She confessed, her heart squeezing hard at each word.The pain spread through her like fire at the thought of losing him beca
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX.
AUTHOR’S POVHe could tell her shock by how her face fell. Her hands trembling and it caused him to smirk.“You don’t have to be sorry. I knew he made the first move.” He said, wanting to clear the air and her conscience.Eleanor attempted to say something and that would require spitting him out.“Shh! Say nothing. Just stay still like the obedient little doll you are.” He ordered and El nodded firmly. “That’s my good girl.” He added and started to move in and out. His butt clenching tightly as he did.“Fuck, El. Fuck!” He cussed, his hand holding her head in place while he continued to fuck her mouth faster and deeper.Eleanor’s eyes stung with tears, the pain in my throat getting worse and just like a maniac’s doll, she liked it, every single part of it caused her woman to drool some more.His waist rotating as he went while her fingernails dug into her thighs in order to spread more pain through her. The higher the pain, the better the sex.That she believed.“Fuck you, El.” He cu
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE
ELEANOR’S POV“Sit slowly.” I heard him say and I nodded, bending low as his hands guided me. In the last few hours, the only thing I had done was nod. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything because for a weird reason, I felt shy. Not uncomfortable.My body, up to my breasts, hit the warm water and I felt my nerves relax.“Let me know when you feel uncomfortable, okay?” He said and I nodded briefly. I couldn’t tell what he was doing but soon the smell of Lavender filled my nostrils before his palms came in contact with my body again as he scrubbed it gently. It felt so good to have someone wash me up. Ever since I lost my sight, I had refused to let anyone bathe for me. I always instead of doing that myself and most times it was an uncomfortable thing.His palms found my neck and massaged them briefly, causing a low moan to escape through my pass. My body was at alert. On edge after all these while.My mind drifted briefly to Damon and the look he had on when I stepped out of his
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR
CRUZ’S POV It happened. Finally I found her. Maybe not in the exact same condition but I was still more than pleased to have her back. Scars are what make us beautiful, after all. Plus I was willing and ready to do anything for her to get her sight back.I kept tilting my head and checking her out every minute, just to remind myself that it wasn’t a dream. I could feel my heart swelling with joy and pride.I had a daughter. I mean, we had a beautiful baby girl.Finally I was a Father.Now that I thought about it, I doubted if I was ever going to enough for a Father figure. Ivy was sleeping peacefully in the back while I rode the car with gentleness, not wanting to wake her up. While Eleanor stared ahead into nothingness and it caused my heart to ache.The charmingly bright smile she used to have, was no longer there.“You good, baby?” I broke the silence and watched her nod gently.I wanted to push it further but I don’t. We just met again after some many months so it was normal for
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE
ELEANOR’S POV“Are you sure you are making the right choice?” Damon asked for the thirtieth time in the last hour and now I was no longer sure if I was.“Do you think I’m not?” I threw at him, wanting to know what his own opinion would be.“He abandoned you, El. He can do that anytime and you know that.” He pointed out while I stared at the darkness.Let me be your eyes, El.Cruz’s words replayed in my mind.“What if he is sorry? Sober? Anything?” I said, trying to defend him or was it myself?I needed badly to prove to myself that I wasn’t just some broken female who lacked fatherly love and badly craved it enough to settle for anything.“What if he is not?” Damon attacked and I could sense the worry in his voice, laced with disappointment. “You can’t just run back into his arms, El. Not after all these while.” He added causing me to nod as I bit on my lower lip again.“I can. I want to do this, Dam, please.” I responded and heard him sigh frustratedly before his steps get closer.“I
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
AUTHOR’S POV“I’m leaving with Cruz.” Eleanor announced the second, Cruz helped her down the stairs, causing Damon to look her way abruptly.“Huh!” He exclaimed, his jaw falling lower than usual out of shock. “I’m leaving with him.” She said again even though deep down a part of her warned her of how this could be a wrong idea.Damon refused to believe all he heard. In fact it had taken him more seconds than usual to process them and soon he was standing in front of her.“I would love to talk to her alone so please step aside.” Damon informed as he sent Cruz a death stare.“Fine then, I will be over there.” Cruz informed and ran his palm over Eleanor’s hair before leaning in. “Call me when you need me.” He whispered and watched her nod gently.Cruz took one last glance at the male who had tried taking his bride and threw him a smirk before walking away. His chest almost exploding with joy.She was back. She was going home with him and now his home would be home again.“You can’t just
