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His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX
AUTHOR’S POV“Fuck! Diana!” Damon said aloud as he scrunched beside her, pulling her up with his hands. “She is bleeding, El. She needs to be treated.” He informed.Eleanor’s breathe hitched as she crawled towards his voice, stopping only when she bumped into something or someone.“Diana!” She called out and heard Diana cough softly.“I am…here…El.” She whispered weakly, tears wetting her lids. The pain from the sword dived into her heart spreading through her like wildlife.“Diana!” Eleanor’s voice quivered. Guilt eating her up because she knew this was all her fault. “Damon, we need to take her out of here.” She pleaded while trying to find Diana shoulders.Once again she felt so helpless and useless and she hated that.“We can’t, El. There is a sword stuck in her chest. Pulling it out will only result into her losing a lot of blood. We can’t lift her with it either because it might cut somewhere else.” Damon informed.He was so confused.Gradually the words sank in and Eleanor’s he
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN
AUTHOR’S POV After Diana’s burial, Eleanor wouldn’t stop crying and blaming herself for her sister’s death. As she sat in the car that was meant to transport them to a new place to settle in, she couldn’t stop imagining how things would have been different if she had just listened to Nana and hid instead. The tears trickled down, warming her swollen cheeks and sliding down her clogged throat. Nimah was sitting calmly too. She had barely spoken or smiled since then. After she had watched her Mother being lowered into the earth, she lost every reason to be herself again.Love her for me.The words echoed in her head for the upteempth time, making her heart to squeeze over her over again as she thought of how to be Nimah’s Mother when she is the reason the real one is dead.“Forgive me, child.” Eleanor pleaded in her head.Ivy laid still in her arms as she slept while Eleanor pondered on the last images that had flashed through her mind that day.She was a witch, according to Damon’s o
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT
CRUZ’S POV It had been hours since I sat here, in the car, watching the door as usual. Of late, I would do that for hours before driving away, back to my pack. And all through the five days of coming here, I haven’t seen Eleanor step out the house, except her husband who barely spent up to an hour at the mall before returning home.Now that I thought well of it, it looked more like an abusive marriage.“She might really need your help, Cruz. Stop being a coward and go save her.” I would often tell myself but I still never made an attempt.I wasn’t a coward. I was far from one. I just didn’t want to ruin in things for her now by showing up, plus what if she pretended to not even remember me.Letting out another sigh, I rub my aching eyes with the back of my right palm. I haven’t had a good rest since the day I was informed that she lived here because she had stuck to my thoughts like glue.Bracing myself, I pushed the car door open and stepped out, slammed it shut before walking towa
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
ELEANOR’S POV “You can’t avoid us forever.” I heard Damon say and I titled my head to look in his direction, only to be met with the usual darkness.“By us, you mean?” I asked out of curiosity. My breasts aching a little from having to feed Ivy. She was used to sucking the right one and would always throw a tantrum when changed to the other. Too bad Nana wasn’t around anyone. She had insisted on staying back to treat the wounded warriors.“Nimah and myself.” He informed causing me to nod gently before looking away.I was so just to being sightless by now, that it didn’t bother me much.He was right, though. I barely spoke a word to any of them. I still felt guilty for Diana’s death and the fact that I was a witch. I wasn’t entirely sure yet but the memories were gradually coming to me.That particular day that Mom had hid us, she had whispered some words while placing her thumb on our heads, before smiling and leaving us.“Decgonito Lameri Tama Nani.” The words floated in my head aga
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY
CRUZ’S POVAs I watched her stand there, I could feel all of my inside melt like jelly out of relief. I was glad that she was alive and healthy. Although I could notice the dark circles under her eyes.“Huh! I think you are in wrong house.” The male holding her waist responded and I felt my blood boil so high that I had to drag in a breathe to stop myself from launching forward and breaking all of his bones, for touching her.No male had the right to touch Eleanor except myself.“No. I think you have the wrong bride. This one is mine.” I responded, even though I knew it sounded rude.Ignoring his intense gaze and confused expression, I made my way forward and placed my palm on her cheek.“You good, babe?” I asked and watched her nod, her eyes getting all teary but she doesn’t blink.“What…what are you doing here?” She questioned, her voice cracking and I raised my eye brow a little.“To save you, angel. Or do you want me here?” I asked and watched her stare blankly away.“I don’t need
His Pretend Mate Bride CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE
AUTHOR’S POV“I understand that you are angry, El, but can we at least talk in a place more private?” He asked and got no response for a while.“Damon, please take me to my room.” She said and soon Damon held her waist and her right hand. “Cruz, come with me.” She added.For so long she had imagined what it would be like when she would meet him again. She had daydreamed for how they would run into each other arms and shower one another with kisses. But now, all she wanted was to hit him and make him feel as much pain as she did.“You can leave us now, Damon.” Eleanor said the second her butt touched the bed.Damon opened his mouth to protest but stopped the second he remembered her words. She didn’t love him and she never would. Nothing he said or did would change the fact that she had feelings for someone else.“Okay.” Damon responded then walked out.Cruz’s eyes trailed over her once bright face. She used to look so full of life and…“Does your wife know you are here? Or are you de
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
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
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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
