Forever His: The Alpha’s Possession
The Alpha’s Possession 32
Indeed, passionate love and sweet words were no different from poison. If anyone couldn’t resist the temptation and drank it, they would either save themselves or wait to die.
Rishima didn’t want to wait for death.
She hated it and pushed Zvonimir’s hand away before walking out of the toilet.
Zvonimir grabbed her shoulder. “What’s going on with you? Is your stomach upset?”
Rishima had had stomach issues since she was a child, something all the wolves in the Silverfang Pack knew.
She muttered a simple “yes” and tried to avoid talking about it further.
Zvonimir said again, “You should go to the hospital for an exam tomorrow. I’ll have Secretary Lucas arrange the appointment for
you.”
“I don’t need it,” Rishima refused. “Zvonimir, I don’t need you to pretend to care. Go take care of your foster sister instead.”
Zvonimir could no longer hold back. His nature was domineering, and from the moment he returned, he had been tolerating her more than he could handle.
“You don’t want to drink the wine I offer, but you’re happy to drink the punishment, huh?” He squeezed her shoulder tightly, forcing her to look him in the eye. “Do you want me to hit you now?”
Rishima gave a slight smile and calmly replied, “I believe you would. Didn’t you slap me several times not long ago? If you’re so capable, why don’t you go ahead and kill me now?”
“I feel like you deserve to be hit!” Zvonimir raised his hand high, glaring at Rishima. His eyes were fierce and merciless, as though he wanted to devour her whole, yet he hesitated to strike her.
The last time he hit Rishima in front of Farah was the first time in four years of being together that he had raised his hand against her. Afterward, he felt a bit regretful.
But even though he regretted it, Zvonimir didn’t feel guilty or self–reproachful. After all, it was Rishima’s sharp words that made him lose face, which was why he had hit her.
At that moment, Rishima was still speaking so harshly that it angered him. Zvonimir, furious, kicked the bathroom door,
Rishima looked at him, then smiled coldly, a hint of disdain and mockery in her expression.
“Dammit!” Zvonimir swore.
He couldn’t stand Rishima’s gaze. He would rather she yelled at him in anger than look at him with such a cold expression. Furious but with no outlet for his anger, Zvonimir finally kicked the door and left the mansion.
The living room fell silent again. The food on the table was still warm, as if all the noise had been carried away by Zvonimir.
Rishima sat alone at the table, slowly eating her dinner. Her hands seemed to tremble slightly, and the sound of Zvonimir kicking the door still echoed in the room.
Back when they hadn’t yet severed their bond, whenever she and Zvonimir argued, he would kick the chair and leave. The next day, headlines in the entertainment news would announce that the Alpha of the Silverfang pack was seen getting close to some beautiful
she–wolf.
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Rishima had long gotten used to it, but every time she thought back to those times, she still felt on Thankfully, the had
severed ties with him now. Even if Zvonimir went on to have relationships with other she wolves,
no longer mattered to her.
She almost admired herself for being able to endure Zvonimir’s ambiguous relationships with so many other she wolves back then. Perhaps she had still held onto some hope for him?
After finishing her meal, Rishima vomited twice, then leaned back on the sofa, breathing heavily. She rubbed her stomach and said with a bitter smile, “My babies, you are too naughty.”
Suddenly, her phone on the table rang.
Rishima saw that it was Zelda calling. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to answer.
‘Have you arrived in Bang Z?” Zelda asked.
“Yes, I just got to the hotel, Rishima replied. To avoid worrying Zelda, she chose not to mention being detained by Zvonimir in the empire. She tried to make her voice sound softer. “I’m a bit tired. I want to take a shower.”
“Alright then, rest well. After I settle things here in Bang Z, I’ll come visit you.” Zelda was happy for Rishima, thinking that she was about to start a new life.
But Zelda didn’t know that not only was Rishima not starting a new life, she was actually being held captive by Zvonimir. Meanwhile, Zvonimir was drinking heavily at the most luxurious bar in the empire.
Under the lights, Zvonimir sat on the sofa, drinking continuously without saying a word. There were two she–wolves beside him, serving him drinks.
One was chosen by Michael, the other by Ryan. However, Zvonimir didn’t seem to care about either of them, so Michael and Ryan took their respective she wolves into their arms, and the atmosphere became thick with lust.
Seeing that Zvonimir hadn’t said a word since entering but kept drinking, Michael exchanged glances with Ryan, silently asking what was wrong with him.
Ryan shrugged, signaling that he didn’t know.
Michael pushed the she–wolf in his arms away and said, “Go over there and serve Master Zvonimir.”
The she–wolf Michael had chosen had large breasts. Hearing Michael’s orders, she looked uncomfortable because Zvonimir’s expression was too cold, and she was afraid of provoking him.
Gathering her courage, the she–wolf sat next to Zvonimir, holding a glass of wine in front of him, speaking softly, ‘Master Zvonimir, may I offer you a drink?
“Get lost!” Zvonimir snapped without even looking at her.
The she–wolf looked at Michael, feeling aggrieved.
Michael and Ryan exchanged glances. They both felt that Zvonimir definitely had something bothering him.
“Zvonimir, did you invite us here just to see you drink yourself into a stupor?” Michael teased him without restraint.
Ryan chimed in, ‘I think he wants to release some tension, but has nowhere to do it.”
Michael continued, “Ha, I think you’re right. I heard Farah hasn’t come into heat yet, and it’s been a long time since Zvonimir slept with a she–wolf. He must be desperate.”
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“Such frustration.”
“Exactly.”
They continued mocking Zvonimir, which only made him more irritated.
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