Chapter 22

Matilda

I ran away from him before he could smell my arousal. My wolf wanted me to kneel and suck his di*k after seeing him jerking off. I got so excited shamelessly when he said that he would punish me if I didn’t obey him and I wanted him to punish me like he did before in the bed.

If I had stayed a minute longer there, I would have thrown myself on him. Goddess, the way he said those things, I was hoping to have a free show in the room.

Nudity was common among the wolves as we shifted frequently and carrying your clothes in wolf form was almost impossible.

I knew that all the she–wolves of his pack would have seen his big co*k and that fine ass of him already before but I didn’t want them to see my mate naked anymore. Now, he was only mine and only I should have the exclusive authority to watch him.

My cheeks must have turned cherry red by now. I walked back toward him with a towel but stopped from a good distance when I saw Isabel giving him a blowjob.

“How could he cheat on me with her?” I cried out in pain.

His eyes met mine and I turned my face away in anger. I couldn’t withstand the sight of this anymore so I clamped my mouth and left from there. I didn’t want him to have the satisfaction of me getting hurt by him again.

Prescott just wanted to show me that he could have any she–wolf while I was being stubborn. Isabel was so pretty and strong that it was natural for him to be attracted to her. I was stupid to think he would be loyal to me and care about me.

“Poor Queen,” Vincent tsked, “You’re too weak to become the Queen, Matilda. Prescott deserves stronger and prettier, someone like my daughter.”

“Leave me alone, Vincent,” I warned him, wiping my tears off. The people who abused me would never get to see me crying again. Vincent was one of them and I hated him.

“Oh, dear. I have come here to give you the company for the last night of your life but before that, I want to fu*k that pussy of yours and want to know how it feels like fu*king a Queen,” he smirked and chuckled like a monster he was.

“Fuck off, Vincent. I command-” Before I could finish my sentence, he put a handkerchief on my mouth and forced me to smell it.

Vincent grabbed my hair and whispered in my ear, “I want to pull these silver hair while fu*king you.”

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he was such a sick monster. Cole was

got so

kill you,” I said in my sleepy

alive, bi*ch,” he started laughing like a devil before carrying

‘Serena?‘

‘Caleb?‘

‘Prescott?‘

but my powers, too. Due to that drug’s effect, I couldn’t link anyone. It had damaged my

to contact my sister but it caused

sleepy state when he threw me on

I didn’t want

them stay here and making a deal with Vincent. I knew him

breaths on my mouth as he

dare touch her, Vincent,” Gabriel’s voice fell in my ears just when I was sending

the dungeon?” Vincent growled

growled after kicking his ass and I felt Vincent

  1. me.

weakening with every moment passing. My wolf was in

I lost all my strength before passing out.

Prescott

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on the hospital bed. Zach had tried his best to draw the poison out of her body but it was

caused her lungs damage that was beyond repair. Though the doctors were

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