Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold by my ex-husband, I became the Rogue’s breeder : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Freya’s P.O.VFor a second, I wanted to settle with the fact that there was a high chance Ivy was having a nightmare because she was still finding it difficult to settle in this place. But, when she mentioned the color of Bellona’s fur—red—I knew that she wasn’t having a nightmare. She had spoken the truth because as far as I could remember, I had always admired the sisters fur and most importantly, Bellona’s own. For someone who hardly shifted in the open except under the moonlight, it meant that Ivy knew what she was saying. Fire surged at the pit of my stomach, my fingers curling into fists and at that moment, the only thing I saw was red. How dare she?“Stop!” I shouted as the guards came to a halt while the maids who lingered around were quick to take the quadruplets inside. With every step that I took towards Bellona, the storm of fury that brewed within me intensified. Bellona turned, her eyes meeting mine as the small smile on her face morphed into a smirk that did nothin

Thorne’s P.O.VI blew out a breath, propping against the stone countertop in the wine cellar. With a hand resting on the surface, I leaned forward, pouring myself a drink as my mind drifted to Enzo. The recent pressure from work and the war with the Lycan King had been so overwhelming for him, but that wasn’t the problem. He was bothered about the human that he had fallen in love with because while we were on a mission to save our men from Reginald, he had spotted her again. Not spotted. He stalked her. I mean, she was married. Why would he be so obsessed with her after everything that has happened between them?Aside from that, he had taken a week’s break in a bid to focus on his mental health and put the whole stress from the war behind him. I clicked my tongue, swirling the amber liquid before raising the stemmed glass to my mouth. “How does one fall in love with a human?” I thought to myself. All of a sudden, I was jolted out of my thoughts when the door creaked open. Confusio

Celeste’s P.O.VI stared into space, the whistling sound of the knives that flew past my ear triggered the senses in my head. One of the knives sliced a strand of my hair before it hit the board behind me with a sharp thud. Despite this show of madness that had been incorporated into my daily routine, I didn't budge. I had gotten used to the constant torture and humiliation so bad that I couldn't wait to die. I had lost all hope, and there was no escape from this nightmare that Nigel had created for me. Ropes bounded my wrist, leaving an aching pain that I had now gotten accustomed to. Worse, he made sure that my body was bound in black tape until it stopped above my thigh. I remained on my knees, my fingers curling into fists as the horrendous sound of the violin being played almost made my ears bleed. His daughter’s birthday was in the next five days and to surprise her, he was learning how to play the violin since it was her favorite musical instrument. Despite his hours of pra

Thorne’s P.O.VAn amused smile crossed my face as my gaze lingered on the pictures that Freya had sent me. She was beautiful—Probably, the most attractive woman I had ever set eyes on.However, the smile on my face faltered when I spotted Enzo standing next to her, grinning widely. He was the reason she had no personal picture. Every picture that she had sent, he was always in it! Instead of dwelling on it, I cropped Enzo out of the picture and shifted my gaze to the chauffeur. “How much longer?”He responded, his eyes meeting mine briefly through the rearview mirror. “Ten minutes. We would have gotten there earlier if there wasn't a lot of traffic”I nodded, leaning back against the leather seat. I intended to pull a surprise on Freya since she was still at the track with Enzo. Furthermore, I wanted to come with her but since Enzo took a break, most of the work was piled on my shoulder. And on the other hand, the war with the Lycan King seemed to have taken a dark turn. Something a

Thorne’s P.O.VThe door to the study room creaked open, and Enzo strode in. “This is where you have been hiding? Do you have any idea how long I have been looking for you? And, why the hell have you been blocking the mind link?” I shifted my eyes away from him, fixing it on the book while flipping a page. “Because I didn't want you to find me, and you did…”He scoffed, sitting across from me while dropping the file on the desk. “Anyway, this is about the helicopter you asked me to look into”Without raising my head, I said. “And what about it?”“Turns out that Reginald owns it…”As soon as he mentioned that name, my pulse quickened and the book slipped from my hand to the table as I focused my attention on him. “The same Reginald?” Anger slowly seeped through my veins. Enzo crossed his legs. “Yes…”My blood ran cold when it hit me that I had underestimated Reginald. For him to have a customized helicopter meant that he was very wealthy, and he was controlling a pack that seemed to f