BITTEN의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

KARAI stared out the window, watching the city blur past as Rodrigo hummed along to the radio, tapping his fingers on the wheel. He was in a good mood, unlike me. Parties. I never liked them—unless they involved strategies, tracking criminals, and taking down the bad guys. Those, I excelled at. This? Not so much. "Come on, cheer up, sweet Kara," Rodrigo teased, flashing me a grin. I sighed. "I only agreed to come because you asked nicely." He scoffed, rolling his eyes like I'd just insulted him. "I promise it'll be fun." I didn’t bother answering. Instead, I turned my attention back to the streets, silently hoping the event would be over before I lost my mind. The car eventually came to a stop in front of a massive building. Rodrigo stepped out first, coming around to open my door before taking my hand in his. Lately, he had made a habit of holding my hand whenever he could, and I had stopped protesting. It was pointless. The moment we stepped inside, something shifted

DYLANI downed my fourth glass of whiskey, barely acknowledging the curious stares from those passing by. My mind was a fucking mess. Closing my eyes, I let my thoughts drift—to *her*. Those perfect, tiny lips wrapped tightly around my cock, those slender legs locked around my waist as I pounded into her, dragging her into ecstasy. Fuck. I was going insane over a Neotide I hadn't even spoken to since my Wolf scented her as mine—who might not even be mine to claim. The glass was halfway to my lips when a familiar voice cut through my haze. "The night's still young to be this drunk, isn't it, Brother?" I didn't bother turning. "None of your fucking business." Thiago laughed, the sound irritatingly carefree as he took the empty chair next to mine. My brother and I were cut from different cloth. He was the golden son, the obedient one, our father's pride and joy. Me? I had always been the pain in the ass. The one who pushed boundaries. The one our mother favored until she

DYLAN’S POVWatching her dance with another man was like torture, a slow, agonizing pain that crawled through my chest, burning through every inch of me. It took everything in me not to let my wolf take over, to not storm onto that dance floor and rip her away from him. My jaw clenched as I followed her every move, my fists curled at my sides. I shouldn’t be watching her this closely, but I couldn’t help it. She was my mate. Mine. And yet, I was forced to stand back, forced to witness another man touch what was meant to belong to me. Then I saw them—Tiffany and Nia. The moment they made their way toward Kara, I knew nothing good would come of it. I moved without thinking, my steps quick and sharp as I closed the distance between us. Just as I suspected, Tiffany was already running her mouth, her words slicing through the air like a blade aimed straight at my mate. My blood boiled, the anger in me snapping like a wild beast as I made my presence known, my voice a growl of warni

The blaring ring of my alarm shattered the silence, yanking me out of sleep. I groaned, blindly reaching for the clock, shutting it off with more force than necessary. My head ached—a dull, persistent throb that made me wince as I rubbed my temples. Sunlight streamed through the parted curtains, golden rays piercing into my room, chasing away the remnants of sleep. I forced myself out of bed and took a quick shower, letting the cold water snap me awake. Dressed in slacks and a hoodie, I made my way downstairs, drawn by the scent of breakfast already laid out. Everyone was gathered around the table—everyone except Rodrigo. “Kara!” Malia’s excited voice rang out the moment I stepped into the room. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, and before I could even take a seat, she was already leaning forward. “How was last night? Spill!” I froze mid-step as every pair of eyes turned toward me. “I heard you guys come in late, but I let you sleep,” Malia continued, waving her fork. “Now

“You've got explaining to do, Nox!” Kelly’s voice cut through the air, demanding answers I didn’t have—or more like, answers I didn’t want to give. How the hell was I supposed to explain that I was suddenly drawn to the most dangerously attractive man I’d ever laid eyes on? “Stop yelling,” I muttered, my gaze still fixed on the entrance Dylan had disappeared through. “Do not dare lie to me, Kara. I saw everything unfold right in front of me. He whispered into your ear, *in public.*” “He’s Rodrigo’s work partner. That’s how I know him,” I lied, hoping she’d drop it. But Kelly? She never let things slide. “You two seemed too connected for just acquaintances. Well, I like him.” Something inside me twisted at her words. It was stupid, irrational, but my entire body tensed. I hated the feeling, hated how easily it had taken over me. Kelly smirked knowingly. “Relax, Kara. I’m just joking. But damn, your face? If looks could kill, I’d be a goner.” “What do you mean?” I snapped,