บททั้งหมดของ My Abused Mate : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Immediately after leaving Angelina’s room, Kivvi proceeded to the nearby woods to get himself ready for the Alpha Ceremony, which was scheduled to take place in a short while. After he had arrived in the forest, he wasted no time in beginning to rehearse the procedures that he was required to carry out in order to avoid being embarrassed during the ceremony.Although it appeared that he was going through the motions of the ceremony rituals, he really had other things on his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about what had transpired the previous evening when he went to bed with Angelina in his arms. She had been so exhausted that she had fallen asleep as soon as he put her down.The expression on Angelina’s face while she slept was so endearing that he couldn’t help but grin and snap a picture of it in stealth mode on his phone. Just by looking at the beautiful face of the woman he loved while she slept, he was able to feel happiness well up inside his chest. He has always wanted the wo

Angelina immediately went into Stella’s room after she returned from the woods, explaining to her that she had once again been unsuccessful in her attempt to kill Kivvi. She explained that she had gone back first so that she could give Kivvi some privacy so that he could continue his training.“Oh, Angelina, you got back to work so quickly. Did you kill him already?” When Stella entered her room, she queried Angelina in a voice that contained a hint of surprise as she gazed in her direction.As soon as Angelina looked at Stella in her eyes, the tears that she had been desperately trying to keep back quickly began to fall down her face in an embarrassing display of humiliation.“I am so sorry, Stella, but I was not successful in killing him, and I am unable to kill Kivvi. I was totally unaware… I don’t remember exactly when I first started to feel something for him," Angelina broke down in front of Stella and confessed, while tears streamed down her face.Angelina attempted to conceal

As soon as Angelina left her house, she made a beeline for the entrance as soon as she heard Stella let out a low growl. Once she was inside, she immediately went to check on Stella. Angelina was aware that she harbored resentment toward another individual, and that individual was about to experience the full force of Angelina's anger. However, as she continued to pay careful attention to them, she realized that it would be preferable if she prevented the uproar from occurring in the first place. This realization came about as she continued to pay close attention to them."What have you been doing with yourself all of these years? Where did you hide?" Angelina was able to listen in on Stella's conversation and overhear her yelling at the person she was speaking to in order to get her frustrations out.She had no idea what she meant by it, but as soon as she got a glimpse of the situation, she was taken aback, and the urge to get out of there as quickly as possible came from her gut.

“If it’s alright with you, I’d like them served in glasses.” This is what Jasper told the bartender,It was something a gentleman would do, but considering that he was anything but a gentleman, he couldn’t help but smirk sinisterly at the irony of the situation. He had asked Stella to wait for him and sit down while he went to get them some drinks.He had big plans for the evening, and one of those plans involved having a lot of fun with Stella. He liked the way her rear end looked in the green dress that she was wearing; it seemed to be calling out to him. “Two beers, each served in a glass.” According to the bartender, after returning with the glasses, he placed them on the counter before going away once more, leaving Jasper to deal with the drinks by himself.A sneering grin spread across Jasper’s face as he went into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a little vial containing an odorless liquid. He quickly blinked his eyes around to see if anyone was watching before invertin

Spike gazed blankly in front of him, completely dumbfounded. It was necessary for him to take action. He couldn’t avoid talking to her. Angelina was surprised to learn that she was not the lady she believed she was. He had no doubt that she was resilient, but he was convinced that the way she was headed would do her more harm than good in the long run. He forced the saliva that had become lodged in his throat back down and made an effort to walk forward, but just as he did so, he was struck on the side of the head by something. When Spike took his hand away from his head after it had slowly touched his head, he noticed that blood was coating his fingertips. He mumbled something about the moon goddess just before he fell to the ground. When Arianna came into the light, she was holding in one hand the wooden stick that had an engraving of Spike’s blood on it. It was not every day you held a stick in here, but there had been one lying around, and she had picked it up to do her job.