Submission is Not My Style novel Chapter 74

A heartbeat of silence.

Then another.

Suddenly, his hand unclenches, releasing Jasmine’s hair with a vicious shove that sends her stumbling against the wall. She gasps as she collapses to the floor.

His bloodshot, furious eyes snap to mine, glowing red with rage.

“You fucking bitch,” he snarls. “How did you find this place?”

He whips his head toward Jasmine, his jaw clenched as he glares at her like she’s nothing but dirt beneath his boot.

“You told her, didn’t you?” he spits. “Think she’s your savior now just because she’s mated to your precious Alpha brother?”

His hand lifts again, faster this time, ready to strike.

“Touch her again,” I growl, my voice laced with the raw edge of my wolf, “and I swear to the fucking Goddess—I will end you.”

He freezes mid-motion, his eyes narrowing.

“End me?” he says with a twisted grin. Then he laughs—a cold, ugly sound that poisons the air. “Do you even know who the fuck I am? After Jack, I’m the strongest in this pack. I could snap your neck in half before you even blink.”

He puffs out his chest with pride.

I step forward, lifting my chin and holding his gaze. “Then leave. If you want to keep your body in one piece, get the fuck out—while I’m still being nice.”

That stings. His eyes twitch, nostrils flaring as his jaw tightens.

“What are you going to do?” he sneers. “Call Jack? Beg him to save you?” He leans in closer, his eyes gleaming with cruelty. “You don’t even bear his mark. You can’t mindlink him. So tell me, Luna—how exactly are you going to save her? Or yourself?”

He paces now, circling me like a predator. “You’re nothing but a pretty little toy he brought home. And once I’m done with you, no one’s going to find your body.”

Jasmine lets out a soft whimper, but I don’t break eye contact with Khaos. His words are cruel, meant to cut—but they only sharpen the blade I’m holding inside me.

I give him a faint smirk. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

A flicker of something passes through his eyes—challenge, defiance, pride.

He can’t back down now.

He roars—and lunges.

And that’s when the shift takes over.

I feel the snap of bones, the rush of power through my veins, fur erupting along my skin in an instant. I shift mid-air, my wolf bursting forth with a power that shatters the doorframe behind me and cracks the wall with the force of my leap.

I hear Jasmine gasp sharply.

But my focus is locked on Khaos.

His eyes widen in horror as my wolf slams into him, the sheer size of me knocking him off his feet like a ragdoll. He hits the floor hard, and I don’t give him time to recover.

My claws sink into his face.

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