บททั้งหมดของ Mated To Three Possessed By One : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Raven POV Rowan,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.He stood with his back to me, chest rising and falling like he was trying to steady himself. But the air between us is heavy and suffocating. I couldn’t look away from him, from the way his fingers twitched like he wanted to reach for me but was fighting the urge.I should’ve stayed quiet. I should’ve let him walk away.But I didn’t.“Look at me,” I pleaded, my voice trembling.He turned slowly, and when his eyes met mine, I sucked in a sharp breath.Like he was at war with himself, like touching me had unravelled something he couldn’t shove back into place. He then shifted the table, his hand shooting out to grab my face. His fingers pressed into my cheeks, not hard enough to hurt but enough to make my heart slam against my ribs.“You don’t know what you’re doing to me,” he growled, his voice low and raw.Before I could answer, he crushed his mouth against mine.The kiss was brutal — just the way I like it. His lips devoured m

Rowan POV Using the mind link, I summoned my brothers, urgency lacing every word. They were by my side less than five minutes after I arrived back at the palace, their eyes sharp with concern.Ansel was the first to speak, stepping closer. “What’s wrong, Rowan?”I dragged a hand through my hair, still catching my breath. “Something is wrong. There’s a section of the forest that’s… dead.”They exchanged glances, confusion written across their faces.“Dead how?” Asher asked, folding his arms.“I mean devoid of life. No sound, no scent of animals, nothing. The ground is blackened, and the trees are rotting from the inside out.” I shook my head, the image burned into my mind. “It felt… wrong.”Ansel frowned, rubbing his jaw. “That’s odd. We haven’t had any fires, and if it were a sickness in the plants, it wouldn’t spread that fast without us noticing.”Asher paced, his fingers twitching like he was ready for a fight. “It could be sabotage. A rogue pack trying to weaken our territory.”I

Raven’s POVThe palace was suffocatingly quiet.I didn’t know what the council meeting was about, and honestly, I didn’t care. I wasn’t a Luna. I wasn’t even close to being one — not when my so-called mates refused to claim me. I was just… here. Stuck.But Kelvin would be attending the meeting, and that alone was enough to make me feel like my lungs were collapsing.I pressed my forehead against the cold stone wall of my room, closing my eyes tightly as my chest heaved.I can’t see him. I can’t face him.The memories of his pack made my body flinch involuntarily — the sharp crack of the whip, the cold floor of the cell, the way he’d call me his queen right before he punished me for imaginary sins.It made me sick.I stayed curled up in my room for what felt like hours, but the silence outside started getting to me. The palace was never this quiet.Eventually, my legs started moving on their own. My wolf, Ara, whined in distress, begging me to stay hidden, but curiosity and dread pulle

Raven povFor a while, he was quiet. He didn’t say anything, didn’t move, just stared at me with an intensity that made my skin heat up. The silence stretched, and my own heartbeat became the only sound I could hear.I was afraid to breathe, too scared to acknowledge the storm brewing between us, too scared of what I was feeling at this moment.Then, with one sharp movement, his clawed hand ripped through my shirt like it was nothing but paper.A gasp tore from my lips as the fabric fell away, leaving me naked before him. I raised my hands, trying to cover myself, but he was faster. His grip locked around my wrists, pinning them above my head against the cold wall.I twisted, trying to break free, but he only tightened his hold, pressing his body against mine. Trapping me. Caging me. Owning me.And yet, my wolf… she hummed in delight, betraying me, revelling in his dominance.His gaze burned into my skin, traveling slowly over my exposed flesh, as if memorizing every inch. His golden e

Raven’s POVSomething was wrong with Rowan.I can’t get those marks out of my head.It was because of them that Rowan stopped things with me before. And then when I asked about them again, he shut me down completely.Why?The question gnawed at me, refusing to let go.I paced my room, my heartbeat loud in the silence. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them—dark, intricate lines wrapping around his skin like something ancient, something forbidden. He looked terrified when I touched them. And that fear… it hadn’t been for himself.It had been for me.A shiver ran down my spine.I couldn’t ignore this. Not anymore.If Rowan wasn’t going to tell me the truth, I would find it myself.I should have let it go.But I couldn’t.Not when something in my chest told me there was more. Not when I felt like I was standing in the middle of a story I didn’t understand, with pieces missing, scattered, hidden from me.That’s what led me here.The halls were quiet, flickering torchlight casting long sh