My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 161

"Don't listen to him, Lilith!" Draven's voice violently pierced the air between me and Sariel. "He may not write those texts to you, but it doesn't mean he's telling the truth now!"

I sighed angrily, hearing his tone, and closed my eyes. One punch he got from Sariel wasn't nearly enough for what he did to me. Nonetheless, he was right. How could I be certain that Sariel wasn't lying to me, just like Draven did?

"Look at me, Lilith." Sariel gently lifted my chin. "Look at me and you'll know that I'm not lying."

I opened my eyes to meet his beautiful grey pupils, filled with longing and pain. I carefully examined his expression, enjoying the view, I didn't realize I missed so much. The depth of his sight seemed more profound than before. The shield protecting his emotions that I had once seen was gone as if he could no longer hide anything from me. This powerful man looked vulnerable standing before me.

"I won't ever lie to you. I won't hide anything from you." Sariel's voice pervaded the air, caressing each inch of me with its warmth. "Come back to me-"

"She is already mine." Draven's statement rudely shattered my state of daze.

Ashamed, I pulled my hand away from Sariel's grip and lowered my gaze. His words made me feel as if I had sold my body to him for a candy bar: dirty and cheap. I hated that feeling, and I hated it even more because, no matter if Draven manipulated those texts, it was my choice to go to him. At that moment, the tone of Draven's voice, unwrapped from any warmth, sounded like the voice of a stranger. My eyes shifted towards him, just to confirm that it was truly him talking.

He took a step closer and put his hand on my shoulder, his fingers curling around it with force. "She is my mate, whether you like it or not." He mocked Sariel, making me feel twice as guilty and angry with myself.

I tried to break free from his grip, but he wrapped his other hand around my waist, locking me within his clutch.

"Let go," I angrily squeezed out of my throat, trying to push his hand away.

"Stop it," he whispered harshly to my ear.

I froze. His cold tone sent shivers down my spine. I became so startled that it took me a few seconds to notice the sudden silence. I swallowed and gathered the courage to lift my head and look at Sariel. His eyes were locked on Draven. They were glowing in fiery red. His lips slightly curved, forming the most dangerous smile I had ever seen.

"She doesn't wear your mark." His composed words sent Draven a clear message: not to challenge him.

"She IS my mate," Draven hissed.

"Is she?" Leo snickered wickedly, then tilted his head, giving a sign to Patrick.

Commander Kim went between the Moon Hill Pack warriors and a few seconds later, he came back, dragging Jetta along with him.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Ari shouted, trying to stop him.

"Back off!" Patrick snarled fiercely enough to make Draven's Beta step aside.

Jetta struggled, ineptly trying to release herself from Patrick's grip, but he overpowered her. As he walked in front of the rows of standing soldiers, he pushed Jetta forward, making her fall to the ground. She turned around, facing him with a furious roar, but that only earned her a mocking smirk.

"Time for confession, little wolf, or I will beat it out of you," he warned.

"You wouldn't dare! She's a member of my pack!" Draven thundered, hurriedly releasing me from his grip.

"Watch me." Patrick grabbed Jetta's top, pulling her up from the ground.

I gasped, seeing his rage pouring out of his deadly stare towards the weak she-wolf. His intimidating aura made me wonder whether he intended to threaten her or use violence. My feet shifted in their direction to stop Patrick, but Leo moved in front of me, blocking my way before I could take a full step forward. He moved away only when he was certain I wouldn't interfere.

"Don't!" Jetta used her arms as a shield to protect herself. "I will tell you everything!"

Patrick smirked and stepped back.

"Jetta!" Draven's growl sounded like a warning.