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BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
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The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
CalistaThe mat is cool beneath my palms, the fabric of my gloves worn and familiar. I throw a punch, another, then a kick, feeling the burn in my muscles, the sweet ache that says I’m getting stronger. Every jab, every uppercut, it’s like I’m hitting back at the terror that’s been clutching at my heart since the attack. With every drop of sweat, I’m reclaiming pieces of myself I thought I’d lost.Armata’s standing there, all coach and no-nonsense, watching every move. “Longer reach, Calista,” Armata calls out, his tone as sharp as the snap of my gloves against the bag. “Hit it like you actually want to hurt it.”I grind my teeth and extend my arm with a snarl, my fist connecting harder, imagining it’s the shadow that haunts me, not just a sack of sand. “How’s that for intent?” I challenge between grunts.His laugh is a low rumble, approval lacing his voice. “Good girl,” he says and heat immediately pools in my core.What the hell.I wouldn’t recognize the girl in the mirror now—swea
The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
Armata / LeviStanding there, in the wake of her departure, I’m gripped by a fierce internal storm. Fucking hell. I was so close, too damn close, to crossing a line I’d drawn in the sand from day one. I lean heavily against the balustrade, the cool metal pressing into my palms, trying to ground the chaos inside me.I watch Calista meld back into the sea of her high-society friends, her laughter reaching me even from here, and it’s like a sucker punch to the gut. She’s a siren in a room full of sharks, unaware of the power she holds, even over me.It’s as if that moment between us—charged, close, a hair’s breadth from a kiss—was just a figment of my imagination.But it wasn’t. It was real, and it’s eating me up inside.I rub a hand over my face, the stubble scratching against my palm, and it pulls a self-deprecating laugh from deep within me. What the hell was I thinking? I’m supposed to be her damn protector, her trainer, not some lovesick asshole who can’t keep his shit—or his hands
The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
CalistaI slam the door to the training room behind me, my heart pounding in a furious rhythm that matches the rage boiling in my veins. Levi—no, Armata, because that’s what he is, just a codename, a role, and nothing more—has crossed a line. I can feel the phantom pressure of his hands on my wrists, the heat of his body too close to mine, and it ignites something within me that’s as close to pure fury as I’ve ever felt.I should be used to this, to him. Levi, with his ever-changing moods and his methods that border on cruel, but last night, something shifted. We nearly kissed. The memory of his closeness, the warmth of his breath mingling with mine—it sends a shockwave through my system, and I’m pissed. Pissed because it means something, and even more because he’s acting like it means nothing.I turn the water on, not bothering to test the temperature before I step under it. It’s hot enough to turn my skin pink, steaming up the shower stall, clouding the air, but it’s nothing compar
The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
Armata / LeviThe sunlight filters through the leaves of the tree I’m leaning against, casting a dappled pattern on the cobblestone, and for a moment, it’s almost picturesque—the kind of moment a man could lose himself in if his heart wasn’t a damned wasteland.I’m watching Calista, her eyes alight with that spark I know all too well, that damned bratty spark that makes my blood heat in the most inconvenient ways. She’s all sass and fire, laughter spilling from her in waves that seem to crash over the entire cafe, infecting everyone with a joy I can barely remember feeling.There’s a grace to her defiance, a beauty to the way she throws her head back and challenges the world with her very presence. She’s got this way of being, bold and unapologetic, and fuck me if it doesn’t make me want to—But then I blink, and I see him. Liam.The scene before me is like a damn paradox. There they are, Liam and Demi, wrapped up in each other’s arms, smiles wide enough to rival the crescent of the m
The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
CalistaPacing the expanse of my bedroom, the luxurious opulence feels suffocating. The brocade curtains, the plush carpets—none of it offers comfort. Levi’s troubled gaze haunts me, his abrupt departure a gnawing puzzle. Did I push him too far? A twinge of guilt coils in my stomach, and I halt mid-step, a breath caught between worry and regret.I halt mid-step, pressing my palms into my eyes, willing away the sting of tears that threaten to betray me. A distant howl, a sound both mournful and wild punctures the silence of the night. It draws me, a siren’s call, to the balcony. The chill of the night air kisses my skin as I push the doors open, stepping into the moon’s soft glow.Down below, the night stretches out with shadows and whispers, and in the midst of it all stands Levi, a solitary figure making his way back, his sweat-soaked clothes sticking to his body, a glistening layer of exertion. What the hell was he up to? Did he shift and run for hours?It’s 3 a.m. The world is sile
The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
Armata / LeviThe first light of dawn seeps through the curtains as I drag myself out of bed. The damned chirping of the birds outside feels like a mockery after a night spent wrestling with my own demons. Sleep had been elusive, slipping through my grasp like smoke, leaving me tangled in a web of fucke up thoughts.With a heavy sigh, I push myself into a sitting position, running a hand through my disheveled hair. The echoes of the previous night reverberate through my mind, the memory of Calista’s persistent presence and the turmoil she stirred within me refusing to fade.My muscles ache, a tangible reminder of the shift into my wolf form and the cathartic run through the forest. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and I curse under my breath. The reflection in the mirror shows a man caught between the jagged edges of duty and desire.Regardless, duty calls, and at 5 a.m., I’m on my feet. I haven’t slept a wink, but this is my routine, my discipline. It doesn’t give a damn abo
The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
CalistaAfter last night’s confession to Levi, I thought things would be super awkward between us, but that’s not the case at all. In fact we’ve been flirting non-stop with Levi not even reeling in his attraction.Of course, this is only when we’re in each other’s company. I don’t know what everyone else would think if they knew how I felt about Levi and how he must feel about me as well. The last thing I want is for my father to send him away thinking Levi ruined me or some shit.As we head to Luna Training, Levi and I continue our banter, the air light for a change. He’s got this way of teasing that keeps me on my toes, and I play along, throwing back quips like we’re in some kind of verbal sparring match.“You ready for the training grind, Princess?” he asks, smirking.I give him a side-eye. “I was trained by the best for weeks, I’m sure I’ll be fine,”He nudges me with his elbow. “Ah, you’re going to give me a big head at this rate, better rein in those compliments.”I chuckle. “
The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast BITTERSWEET PART 3: ARMATA AND CALISTA
Armata / Levi The engine growls as Calista slides into the back, her teasing words still hanging in the air. I shoot her a smirk in the rearview mirror, the magnetic pull between us not lost on me. It’s a potent cocktail of desire and danger, and for a moment, I consider giving in to the raw need that courses through my veins. But as we drive towards the estate, a flicker of movement in the rearview mirror. My eyes narrow. A fucking tail. I internally curse, my fingers clenching on the wheel. The desire that had moments ago clouded my judgment now takes a back seat to the more immediate threat. I subtly adjust speed and direction, playing a dangerous game of cat and mouse. Calista remains blissfully unaware in the back, her laughter and banter filling the confined space. I glance at her, a twinge of guilt mixing with the irritation. She deserves better than this, and I’ll be damned if I let anything happen to her on my watch. The mansion is close, but so is our unwanted companio
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