Chapter 147
Silas pov
I was a man who felt nothing, yet thought everything.
“Silas, Silas. I’m bored. Play with me!”
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Claude would say, sulking with boredom, lips pouting as he stared at me. But my eyes never left the book in my hands.
Play?
The word lingered in my mind as I processed it.
Nothing.
No flicker of excitement.
No spark of feeling.
Just… nothing.
“No. I’d rather read.”
I replied simply.
“Silas, let’s duel.”
Lucien would ask, cold eyes fixed on me.
Again.
Still nothing.
No spark. No thrill.
“No. I’d rather read.”
My answer remained the same. Every time.
Nothing excited me. Nothing moved me.
However…
“Silas, let’s share a woman. Let’s have fun!”
Claude had once suggested it to Lucien and me.
Share a woman?
For the first time, I felt it.
A flicker of something-brief, fleeting, but there.
“Okay.”
My answer had been different.
That was the only interest I had ever truly shared with my brothers.
We shared the same woman. We indulged in pleasure together. But even that eventually grew tiresome. I found myself wanting to read rather than continue, until…
“M-My name is Lilith, Alpha Silas,”
She appeared.
That one woman I could never grow bored of. The one who made me feel what I had been longing for.
A flicker of something I had long believed was merely excitement but now..
Thump. Thump. Thump.
My heart raced. Fluttering. Beating so fast that I could barely breathe.
What was this feeling? This surge of emotion that rippled through my chest? That made me feel alive for the first time, that made me feel hungry, that made me feel like I was truly living rather than just existing?
Oh, I could see it.
The black-and-white world slowly fading, bright colors enveloping my surroundings. Everywhere.
I could see it.
Bright, burning light pouring down on me.
I could see it.
How beautiful the world had always been.
How intoxicating it could feel.
Tick. tock. Tick tock. Tick tock.
Slowly, my lips curved into a smile.
A hungry one.
My eyes fluttered shut, fingers threading through my hair as every nerve, every pulse in my body throbbed with heat.
Oh, I loved it.
I loved this feeling.
A breathless laugh slipped from my lips. Then another.
Hahahaha.
I really did.
This-this was what I had always lacked.
An emotion.
I laughed.
Laughed like I actually wanted to.
“Love?”
I muttered the word again, my laughter growing louder, sharper, as adrenaline surged through me all at once.
And for a brief, fleeting moment—
Just enough.
Oh, I love you, Lilith.
I slid my tongue inside, unhurried, coaxing rather than claiming, tasting her slowly, as if I had all the time in the world.
My heart yearned for you.
Her lips parted on a soft, breathless sound, and the kiss grew warmer, heavier, charged with everything I felt.
Just like the stories. Just like the poems.
My heart was pounding-too fast, too hard, all for you.
What was this, if not love?
No.
It wasn’t just love.
It was something higher. Deeper.
What I felt for you was-
My hand tightened slightly at her neck, not holding, just there, steady, grounding, while my mouth moved against hers with growing intensity.
My eyes fluttered shut in bliss, a low chuckle slipping free as something inside me finally snapped.
As something inside me finally clicked.
Obsession.
Yes… yes.
That was it.
I was obsessed with her.
I wanted her wanted her mine in a way I had never wanted anything before.
And there was only one way to make her understand that.
The next second, I pulled away from the kiss, a thin line of saliva stretching between us as I looked down at Lilith who was panting, flushed, eyes wide and trembling.
“Alpha Silas…” She breathed out.
My smile widened and before she could react, my hands moved to the sides of her head, caging her there as I closed the space between us again but this time, I didn’t kiss her.
Instead, I moved toward her ear, letting my tongue trace slowly along the shell of it, lingering just long enough to make her breath hitch, to make her listen.
My lips brushed her skin as I whispered, my voice low, soft.
“Let me mark you.”
The world seemed to freeze around us, everything going utterly still.
Her breath stuttered.
Her eyes widened in pure disbelief as I continued on a single, steady breath,
“Let me make you mine, Lilith.”

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