MY EX'S BROTHER: FORBIDDEN DESIRES

Name: MY EX'S BROTHER: FORBIDDEN DESIRES
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Mysterious, dark-haired, sexy almond eyes, all charm, Alpha Kymon Zephyr is everything she wants to run away from. His records. She knows. His past. She knows but not the part she was part of. Not the part that scares every inch of his being. The part that drives him crazy. Mad. All smiles, brown alluring eyes, Lyra Reyes is everything he fears. Everything that threatens to break down his walls. Everything that reminds him of his past. But, as much as they want to be away from each other, fate draws them together and so close to the point she'd destroy every obstacle that comes his way and he'd burn any person that harms a single hair on her body. Remember now, the past always has a way of coming back and when it does, it leaves them with no option but to break apart or destroy the world. But then again, who gives a damn about the world?

Mystery Fantasy Curse Multiple identities Scheming Rebirth/Reborn Age gap Romance Rebirth Forbidden love

Chapter 5 HUNDRED REASONS NOT TO KILL YOU

04-24 09:39

Chapter 1 PROLOGUE

Adena's POV

Sweat, blood, and pain.

I can feel every inch of it pour down on me from my head to my feet. I don't understand why I am still alive. I thought I would have died the very minute they sent six hot rods across my spine and I saw black.

I open my eyes. At least I think I do. I can see a bit of the world outside me. To think I was standing at that very spot with Luna Freya as we worried over the rogue's attack -

A kick in my spine and my teeth are scraping the soil.

" Are you suddenly handicapped?! Move!" A guard is shouting.

I force myself from the ground and crouch as I continue walking forward while a chain is tied around my waist preventing me from running away. It's not like I have anywhere to run to.

Even if I can take out everyone here, I can't take out Kymon.

I raise my head up, ignoring the excruciating pain that streams through me afterward, just to look at Kymon as he stands by the guillotine, his hand holding a sword firmly.

Within a minute, I am kneeling before him, wrists tied to both sides of the staples and my head gazing at the soil as I wait. As I wait for the sword to slice through my neck. As I wait for one of the most important people in my life to murder me in front of the entire pack under the red moon.

" Kill her!!" " She's a betrayer! She deserves no place in this life! When she is dead, we will spit on her carcass and throw her body to the vultures to feed." The people chant, and all I can do is count my heartbeat.

How many more minutes do I have to hear this! Put a sword through my head and end me already!

" Enough! Enough all of you!" Kymon barks, his voice echoing around the forest and I can hear the slightest crack in it.

I feel sorry for him. I feel sorry that he thinks I am the one who killed her. I feel sorry that he ordered my death the very moment that they fed him with those lies that I murdered her.

I feel his eyes burning holes into my skin. " I trusted you. The whole pack did. You should be ashamed to have called yourself her best friend." He looks away and at his people. " I say this as the future Alpha of this pack and because my father is no more, I must pass this verdict."

He pauses, fiddling with a paper in his hand. I look at him through my blood-soaked hair, and I can see his hands trembling despite how hard and composed his demeanor is.

" Please..." I breathe out, grimacing as pain ignites in my lungs.

" I am not making this verdict as a wolf who lost his mate to a-"

" Understand Kymon ... Please, " I utter with every strength in me.

His voice takes a higher note as he continues talking. " I am doing this because it's my obligation as the-"

" At least give me a chance to explain-"

" Be silent!" He thunders, his dark almond eyes screaming at me. " You have killed my Luna, your best friend, the only woman I have truly ever loved and I tell you, surely you will face the consequences of your actions." He raised his eyes to one of the guards and the next thing I know, my head is slammed against the yoke.

All I can hear is the call of death, and all I can see is the reflection of his sword rising to my neck.

" In front of my people and the moon goddess, I shall take your life, and I make this oath: if you are brought back to life, whether in this life or the next, I shall slay you with my sword, and if I do not, my pack shall bear the consequences."

All I hear next is silence.

Finally,