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Chapter 4
One of his buddies clapped a hand over his chest and swore. “Bastian, go take care of Zyra. We ve got Tahlia Nothing’s
going to happen. We’ll make sure she’s scrubbed spotless so she’s ready to be your bride tomorrow”
Bastian felt a strange prickle of unease at those words, and he frowned, about to push back. But Zyra squirmed out of
arms and shoved him away. “Bastian, go be with Tahlia. I know you didn’t mean it when you said you wanted to punis
her. It’s my fault for getting pregnant and driving a wedge between you two. Tomorrow is your mating ceremony I’ve
decided to get rid of this baby that should never have existed. Consider it my wedding gift to you both. She forced a
trembling smile. “Congratulations. I wish you a lifetime of happiness.”
Then she stumbled toward the exit.
Everyounce of Bastian’s hesitation evaporated. Without a backward glance, he chased after Zyra, leaving behind a sing cold sentence: “Tahlia, if anything happens to my child, we’re done.”
But we were already done the moment he cheated.
They shoved me under again. Someone produced a toilet brush and a ball of steel wool and started scrubbing my skin back and forth. My entire body felt like it was being pierced by needles, and I couldn’t stop shaking from the pain
They didn’t stop until I lost consciousness from drowning.
When I woke, the sky was just beginning to lighten. There was no one around. Just me, lying on the cold tile floor my skin an angry, screaming red from the violent scrubbing, so raw that the slightest touch sent agony drilling
bones.
1 dragged myself up with a bitter smile, grabbed the nearest bathrobe, wrapped it around my body and heade
presidential suite
But Bastian was waiting at the door, seething. His eyes swept over my reddened skin, and before Loone peak the across the face Tablia, you really are trash. I told them to wash you clean so you could a. IV PEN and instead you openly let a group of men
He couldn’t finish the last two words
He seized my cum and forced me to look at his phone that was when funder tied with panu ked that I might actually be dead and took forte giving me mouth to mouth he the angles looked onerene You couldn’t tell that
I swallowed the faste of more and wing ts hard to stap him back
But a figure darted mat and degut
front of Naan My full for stap landed spates on va
Blood gushed from her pose instantly and he cometic net wat dufted splways shy booked wherous and partusta
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the same time.
But Bastian wasn’t laughing. He pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair. “You silly girl. I told you to stay at the hospital and rest. Why did you take that hit for me? Don’t you know it kills me to see you hurt?”
Zyra pressed a hand to her crooked nose, sobbing uncontrollably. “Bastian, I was worried about you. This is all my fault it weren’t for me, you and Tahlia wouldn’t be fighting. She’s just angry that I’m carrying your baby. Let her take it out
- me. I can handle it.”
Bastian was so moved that he bent down and kissed the tears and blood from her face, his voice ringing with convictio “Zyra, you’re too kind, too naive. I swear I won’t let anything happen to you or our child. I’ll protect you both for the re
of my life.”
Their tender little scene couldn’t stir a single ripple in my heart anymore.
I turned to leave, but Bastian grabbed my arm. His voice was ice. “I’ll keep my promise and give you a grand mating ceremony so no one can say you were humiliated. But you’re already dirty, and your heart is rotten. You don’t deserve 1 be my Luna. Go change into the wedding dress and wait for me at the hotel. I’ll come mark you.”
“That wen’t be neces–”
As if he’d ever be worthy of marking me.
Before I could finish, Bastian was already on the phone, ordering his beta to process a Mate Bond Certificate for him an Zyra. He hung up without sparing me another glance and whisked Zyra off to the best cosmetic surgeon in the city
I turned and walked toward the presidential suite to wash up and change, indifferent to all of it. But a hotel attendant blocked my path, sneering with open contempt. “Where do you think you’re going? You think someone te vol waltz into our presidential suite? Take a look at yourself.”
Passersby who didn’t know the situation stared and whispered as they took in my appearance Look at marks Getting thrown out of a hotel like that, she must’ve been up to something disgraceful”
Then someone started throwing garbage at me ‘Everyone look! This woman is supposed to man she’s been at a hotel cheating on him! My son caught her red handed, and she still has the nerveja de
mark her?
Within seconds an angry mob pelled me until blood ran down my fave the blood biureest te voel? thee from sering the photos on Mrs Silverveils phone they were the stone explicit dogs this had
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Mrs. Silverveil grabbed me by the hair and forced me to my knees, demanding I swear an oath. Outnumbered and
overpowered. I knelt before a wall of cameras and spoke clearly: “I swear that from this moment forward, Bastian and
are completely finished. If I break this oath, may I die a wretched death.”
Every word rang truer than the vows I’d once made with Bastian before God, promising to grow old together.
Satisfied that I’d complied, Mrs. Silverveil released me. I ignored the insults, ignored her twisted face, and summoned
f strength to stand.
‘t let me go. She shoved me toward a Gamma standing nearby. “Take her to exile. She is never to
other my son again.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
