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His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FORTY FIVE
ELEANOR’S POV My head banged severely but I push past the pain as I forced myself to drift my heavy eyes apart only for them to be attacked by the brightness of wherever I was and it caused me to shut them in a jiffy as I tried to wrap my head against where I was.Memories of everything carefully replayed itself in my fragile mind and I could remember that I had passed out in front of a stranger. A stranger that could be of harm.The realization of this had me forcing my eyes apart as I bit on my lower lip till everything stabilized and it ached no more.I could see and tell that I was in an unfamiliar room, one that smelt of leaves and medicines and something else I couldn’t really place a finger on.Carefully, I made an attempt to sit up and probably escape the room before he would get back because deep down I feared what he might do to me. I knew there was a high chance he was going to be a kidnapper or maybe a butcher. There were a lot of reasons as to why he could have decided
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FORTY SIX.
ELEANOR’S POV I blinked hard as I tried to make sense of what she just said. My brain finding it hard to fully digest her words. There was obviously no other she-wolf here except from myself and her.Unless she was the pregnant one.“Pregnant?” The strange man behind me questioned while I stood there in shock as my legs froze.“Yes.” She responded as she closed in the space between us. She was now directly facing me and I could see her clearly. I could count the wrinkled lines she had on her face and there were a clear sign of aging. There were proves that she had seen things and heard things and also gone through things. “You shouldn’t be up from the bed yet. You need to heal fully.” She said, hints of worry etched on her face.She was dressed in a Brown straight gown that stopped on her ankles and had enough space to accommodate myself and her. While her white hair was packed up in a ponytail that looked like it hasn’t be touched for days.I felt her fingers wrap around my wrist an
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN
CRUZ'S POVMy hands had stopped working a long time ago and now I just stared blankly at the notepad…the empty page.She was filling my mind again, filling my thoughts and living rent-free in my head. Every time I blinked my eyes, images of her would play at the back of my head, the sound of her laughter, the way her eyes twinkled when she smiled, how her lips wobbled when she cried, the feel of her body against mine, how her skin felt beneath the tip of my fingertips. I groaned, clenching my hands into a fist. It has started again, this was how I've been living ever since she left. No day ever passed by without me thinking of her. I sighed, my hands dropped the pen and I rubbed my palm all over my face. Memories of our last days together played in my head like a video, I remember the day she had confessed her love to me, it had opened my eyes to a lot of things but majorly to how badly I was treating her. Using her to replace Lily, toying with her feelings and emotions…it was low,
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT
CRUZ’S POV I began to picture Eleanor’s fingers trailing down my body as my hand played with my cock and the cold water ran down my body and gradually it began to get hard and harder. While my image went to her sucking on me and it caused me to groan hard.But it did nothing. I could picture her sucking me all day and still be unable to reach the peak of it all. It just felt different, it felt so different.I pulled my eyes apart to stare at my erected cock then headed out of the restroom only to see Lily sitting on the table already, her legs widely spread apart to reveal her neatly shaved wet pussy.I watched her eyes trail from my face to my cock.“I missed the taste of your cock.” She mouthed as a smile curled up her lips. I forced on a smile too because I knew that none of these she-wolves deserved what I did to them. None of them and that only made me feel like a monster but regardless I knew I had to walk up to her now and make things right between us again. I had to forget a
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FORTY NINE
AUTHOR’S POV Lily knew there was something off about Cruz and she could tell by how distant he had been of late especially ever since she came but she refused to let that get to her regardless because she believed that he would always be hers and only needed time to process everything. Her coming back and all.So she provided him with a better offer and that was sex since it was said to connect two lovers together. But the outcome of it had been more scarier than she thought. Every-time it crossed her mind that she almost died in the hands of the male she loved, a different kind of chill would run down her spine.It had been hours since they last saw and he also made no attempt to come to the room so she could tell that he was beating himself up over it again just like he always did whenever things refused to go his way. She went in search for him but couldn’t find him in his study room and she was starting to get worried when she crossed Martins who directed her to where he was but
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY
ELEANOR’S POV It had been days since I got here, days since Damon held my hand as I gulped down the bitter herb and days since I started to see him as a brother figure because he turned out to be more friendly than I thought. I was starting to get better too because I no longer felt any unnecessary pain except the headaches that came once in a while. My eyes followed Nana as she walked towards me with another herb concotion in her right hand and it caused me to move my nose in an irritable way.“Don’t give me that look, young lady. You should be used to the smell by now.” She said causing me to grump a little before she shoved it in my face and I took it from her.My eyes moved from her to dart across the room. Damon had been gone all day and it was unlike him not to be here anytime it was time for my medication because he knew how I felt about the horrid smell and all, most especially Nana’s hard stare every time she wanted me to use them.“You need to think of your baby.” She wou
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
ELEANOR’S POVWas it weird that he knew nothing about me yet he accommodated me? Was he strange that he made no attempt to ask me questions about who the father of my baby was ever since we figured out I was pregnant?I was glad that he didn’t though because I doubted that I would have told him.But now that he sat beside me at the dinning table, chewing carefully on his spaghetti and sauce, I couldn’t help but wonder that he at least deserved to know.“He doesn’t know I’m pregnant.” I blurted out before I could stop myself.Don’t mind me, I couldn’t think of the best way to bring the conversation up.I watched him hang his hand midway as he raised his head to look my way.“Who?” He asked in confusion and I bit on my lower lip before looking back at him.“The Father of my baby.” I responded, given that I believed that was the best way to refer to him without hurting myself.“Oh!” He exclaimed. “Reason be?” He asked.I looked away from him to stare back at my food, my right fingers clu
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
AUTHOR’S POV“Father!” Lily yelled aloud as her slender legs sway swiftly beneath her in a bid to run into his arms. “Baby.” Mr Patrick called out with a bright smile on his face and his arms widely spread apart which she soon took as she wrapped her arms around him.The duo sharing a heartwarming hug before pulling apart.“You look beautiful.” Mr Patrick complimented before leaning in to peck his daughter’s left cheek. She reminded him a lot about of her late Mother who happened to have being the best thing that ever happened to him. “Thank you, Father. You look young yourself.” She complimented too causing a laugh to erupt from the depth of his inside.Beatrice cleared her throat from where she stood, just beside the two whose love and affection seemed to have overwhelmed their presence. One of the things she hated about seeing them both together. She felt a pang of jealously deep down because she could tell that Patrick loved his daughter more than he loved her and her son, Robe
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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
