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Chapter 32: Emotions are our Demons
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My Mate, My Killer Chapter 33: Not a Good Person
“They always do. You know, quarreling seems to be the love language of that father and son.” Elliot whispered, his shoulders slumped on the chair. When I didn’t reply, he went to the kitchen to grab the drink. “Here, take this.” The smoke from the hot tea invaded my senses. Elliot kneeled one knee beside Zarion, and Zarion drank it up straight. I smiled, at least now, he’s the must-obey little wolf. “How are you feeling now?” Elliot softly asked, a little excitement glimmering in those kind eyes. Knowing the aftereffect of his newly found experiment drink, I hope he did not put out some sleeping pill.As much as I am worried of Zarion’s emotions, I’m glad that Elliot take it easy with him—he didn’t treated him like a specimen to be roughly studied. “Good. Make more of this,” Zarion demanded, his voice hoarse and dark. He didn’t even say ‘thank you’ and just shut his eyes. Now in a relaxed sitting position on the couch, both of his arms snaked on the arm of the sofa, while his head
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 34: Dangerous Dreams
But you are a good person. I wanted to tell him that. But instead, I moved closer to his chest and lay my head on the smooth surface of it. I could hear the loud beating of his heart, the uneven breathing. I can even feel the rumbling of his thoughts.A smile formed on my lips while my right ear rested on his chest. “But if you were to search and kill your mate instead, isn’t that the same thing that happened to your parents?” Now Zarion gasped at my logic. “Well—” “Death is not always the answer, Zarion. Sometimes it's the question—a question that I presume you’ve already been asking yourself right now.” I don’t know where I got that kind of wisdom. But here I am, advising a century-old werewolf who’s simply on the couch I shared with him.My thighs relaxed and wrapped around Zarion’s. He was so soft and warm to my body. His presence made everything complete. I’ve never thought cuddling, such as this, is therapeutic. Calming and soothi
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 35: A Bond to Break
“Zarion…” I whispered his name, my eyes fixed on the space. God, why did that dream feel so real as if they were doing it in front of me? Their moans felt real. Their faces felt real. The emotions I felt felt real, too. It shocked and terrified me so much that I do not know which is real and which is a part of a dream. I reached out my hand, it slowly settled at his jaw. Then his cheeks. Until my thumb found his lips caressing softly and gently like a baby’s skin.“Cassidy?” Zarion sighed. I moved closer and dropped my hand since I’m content now that this is real. I found myself hugging him instead and my cheeks became stained with light redness. I couldn’t utter a single word to give him a response. It was like my mouth have gone mad, refusing to voice even a single word. I knew then that I was still in a state of shock at what happened. At what I dreamt, what I witnessed.Surely that wasn’t a coincidence. Someone—someone—crafted that in my head.Or maybe that wasn’t a dream at al
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 36: The Scent
God, why did it have to reach a point such as this?!“Bring me to that place,” I whispered and looked at Zarion. “Please.” My head is still spinning thanks to that dangerously erotic dream. My palm yearned for Zarion’s touch, eventually wrapping it around his. I squeezed his hand, and somehow, that made me exhale for a moment. Yet his face remained aggressive and agitated towards Elliot. I know Zarion couldn’t control his anger due to some reason. Emotions are his demons, the healer once said. But he’s been trying to take control of it. When he saw me, his Adam's apple protruded and gently brushed my hand against the tips of his fingers. “Please, Zarion…” I finally unravelled that exasperated look. “I want to go there. I want to see it myself.” He nodded and kissed my forehead, his arms wrapped around my shoulder while glaring at Elliot. Poor, poor Elliot. I shot Elliot an apologetic smile. He returned my courtesy. He’s been patient with us lately, and words can’t describe how
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 37: Erratic
My mouth fell open. Is that…what the hell did I smell delicious earlier?! Was that… No. No, no, no. It can’t be Alpha Brandon, is it? If he is, then that means—I glanced at Zarion who was leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen. He was intently looking at me, eyeing my every move like a hawk. Even at this state, I could still describe how hot he is. “Yes, we spotted Brandon earlier when we were hunting,” Elliot muttered before sipping from his cup of aromatic coffee. “I don’t know werewolves drink coffee, Elliot.” The healer chuckled with me, and he could really pass as my naughty little brother. Zarion never took his eyes off at me. I wanted to apologize to Zarion, but he already told me not to keep saying sorry.Sighing, I told them I’m going to sleep. Elliot has been busier finding ways to make the rejection faster—or another way to turn me into a werewolf safely. While Elliot has been busy with his own endeavor, Zarion got me a herbal plant. Jasmine, I presumed. He pus
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 38: Tempted by the Alpha
“No, we can’t do this.” His sigh was heavy, just like the emotions dragging him into that dark pit. I look at him with utter need and hunger. There was a storm swirling in those beautiful eyes. Eyes that I could stare for eternity. Eyes that…I wished would only look at me forever.The moment he said those words, I was desperate to do everything just so he would touch me. I knew that he wanted to do it with me, so what’s stopping him? My pride got slashed because he’s always been like this. He always rejects me. He always stops himself when it comes to me wanting him.“I’m sorry, but we can’t really do this, Cass…” he whispered in a controlled voice. I bark a sarcastic laughter. “Oh, really? I’ll go to your step-brother then and ask him to make love with me because you can’t!” My rage filled the air, and I ended up saying those nasty words even though I didn’t mean to. I hurled myself away from the bed, my head still dizzy of the effect he had on me as I walked towards the door.
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 39: Open for More
I caught him glancing at my chest, mouth open and gaze thick with hunger like he wanted what was in his hand to be in his mouth instead.Licking my lower lip, I felt him move to my other breast, fondling the nipple until that one, too, had tightened into a pebble. Butterflies swarmed in my belly and I started to feel the pulse in my clit throb, wanting his hand back there now.I want you, Zarion…I really do.His fingers dug lightly into my skin, running back down my torso and stomach. Shocks spread through out of every pore on my body as he grabbed me a little harder between the thighs. This time, I didn’t whimper. Instead I closed my eyes and arched my back, feeling his erection pulse under me. I kissed him once on the lips.Zarion seized the back of my head and his mouth descended into mine. Every touch, every breath heightened the weightlessness taking over my body. I was floating, the room was spinning, and I didn’t want to get off the ride.Turning my head, I parted my lips, sear
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 40: The (Un)Expected Visitor
“It’s not inside yet?”“Not all the way.” He shook his head and a cackle followed a heartbeat later. “I’m still halfway there. Does it still hurt?”I was about to say yes. It was definitely uncomfortable, but I guess it didn’t really hurt that much.I shook my head. Looking into my eyes, he slowly sank deeper. I started to feel stretched and full and kind of stranger than before.“How about now?”“I… I don’t… “ I stammered, adjusting to him. “I don’t know.”He thrust all the way in, bottoming out. Hitting me so deep and in that very spot, my eyes rolled at the back of my head.Oh, shit.“Cassidy, Jesus Christ!” He kissed me. “I love the way you feel.”“You mean you love the way you feel inside me?” I gave him a teasing, knowing smile.I gripped his hips as he nibbled my mouth and neck and ear, and before I knew it, nothing was uncomfortable anymore.“Put one hand on my shoulder,” he breathed, leaning back up to look down at me. “I want you to feel me move.”I did as he told me, and sl
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My Mate, My Killer Chapter 85: The Truth at Last
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My Mate, My Killer Chapter 84: A Promise under the Moon
I came back running towards Cassidy's body lying on the ground. “No...” I whispered, trying to regain my composure as I lay her head on my arms. “NO!!!”But despite my cry, the air was thick with a somber weight like the skies themselves had donned a shroud of mourning. It was a blow that echoed through the heart of the Volatile Hounds Pack, some are howling in their wolf forms, leaving an ache that seemed unbearable.I stood at the edge of the gathering, my eyes fixed on the scene before me. Luna Cassidy's body lay before us, her once-vibrant form now stilled, as if she had merely drifted into a deep slumber. I could hardly believe that the force of nature we had all revered—that we had all treasured, vanity consuming us—had been reduced to this fragile vessel.The wind’s whistling carried with a sense of finality that clenched at my heart. In a hushed voice, I stepped forward, the damp earth cool beneath my feet.My gaze swept across the gathered wolves, each one bearing the weight
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 83: Two Deaths in One Night
In that moment, I felt something. I feel scared for the first time since facing so many battles and wars.“Fuck it,” I cursed to myself and run to find Cassidy. Brandon can go and shit himself.The stench of sweat and blood hung thick in my body as that colossal Rogue squared off against Cassidy, the clash of their weapons echoing through the abandoned icy ruins.My heart raced as I watched the battle unfold before me, the desperate struggle between my Luna and a Rogue playing out in a deadly dance of steel and fury.Cassidy moved with the grace of a seasoned warrior, her every step calculated. I’ve thought her well, of course. Her sword is a natural extension of her being. But the Rogue was no ordinary adversary: it was a behemoth, its muscles rippling with raw power as it swung its massive twin daggers with brutal force.Each collision of metal against metal sent shockwaves through the ground, rattling the wintry debris beneath my feet. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 82: Battle of the Alphas
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My Mate, My Killer Chapter 81: At the Hour of Their Deaths
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My Mate, My Killer Chapter 80: A Surprised Escape
A day later, we returned to our pack’s fortress. The travel was swift and quick, especially when Zarion held my hand throughout the journey.“Just put our briefcases there,” Zarion commanded Beta Achilles. He was grinning from ear to ear when he glanced at the mark on my neck. “Congratulations, Alpha Zarion and Luna Cassidy.”“Uhm, thank you?” I chuckled shyly, quickly covering the mark with my ponytail. Alpha Zarion’s hand snaked around my waist and kissed the top of my forehead. “Thank you, Beta. My wife’s kind of tired,” he winked. I smiled. “Please let her rest.”Beta Achilles nodded and gestured with his hand toward the castle's rooms. “And you?” my brows furrowed as I looked at Zarion, “Where are you going?”“I have to attend something important.”“Something important?” My voice was laced with concern. “Is it urgent?”He nodded. “Yes. It’s for the sake of the pack. Our pack.”“But we just arrived—”“I’m going to be okay, Cassidy. Relax.”“Be careful on your way,” I t
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 79: Sweet as a Honey Moon
“Zarion!” I shouted in frustration for a moment, but it disappeared when I felt his warm hand on me. I closed my eyes and lost myself once again.I heard a few more curses from him before he removed my underwear. The first touch of his tongue made me moan so loud. I felt like I had reached the heavens. Entered the heavens with Zarion’s lustful worshiping. The second flick of his tongue sent fire inside my core. I think I'm done for tonight. Alpha Zarion will claim me. That’s for sure.He held my thighs apart, preventing them from meeting. I savored the sensation that only he could give me, nearly biting my lip as he caressed my soft femininity. I saw him lick his middle finger. My cheeks burned at what he did.He crawled back towards me, leaning against the sofa. “You're so sweet, love,” he whispered as he began kissing my neck once again.I tilted my head to the side, unsure if I wanted him to continue or not because I kept on tickling. His hand traveled to my exposed breasts, toyin
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 78: Surprise Wedding
The grandeur of the moment enveloped me wholly, filling my heart with an overwhelming blend of excitement and nervousness.Today was the day I’ve only dreamed of: the day I’m about to become a part of something bigger than myself. Someone stronger than myself. Today, I am Cassidy, the Alpha’s bride.My heart raced like a wild stallion in my chest. But I disregard it. The most important thing today is I will finally become one with Zarion.The sun is now descending low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow across the cliffside where the ceremony would take place. The waves below crashed against the rocks in a rhythmic symphony, providing a soothing backdrop to the buzzing anticipation that hung in the air. I’ve never been here before. This is my first time being here. And it brings a different joy knowing that Zarion took me to a place I’ve never been to on our wedding day.As I stood near the edge, my ivory gown billowing gently in the breeze, my fingers trembling as they clutched
