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Chapter 69: His Shield
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2026-08-25 21:34:38
Abigail PhillipsI hope everyone is enjoying the book so far. We are a little over halfway through the book, and there is so much still to come. I would love to hear what you think of the book so far. :)
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Breath Without Me Chapter 71: The Second Shift
Tristan's POV I would like to say I'm not the least bit scared as we walk deeper into the forest, but I am. My heart is hammering against my ribs. I remember how painful it was to shift and how scared I was. I had no plans on trying that again anytime soon, but I couldn't say no when he looked at me like that.His thumb soothingly caresses my hand, His warm touch trying its best to keep my mind from spiraling. To further distract me, Walker keeps up a steady, light conversation, telling me different stories about how he learned the ins and outs of these woods growing up. It worked. I became enthralled listening to him, learning more about Walker, and how he became the man he is today. I smile as I look up at his handsome face, noting the soft smile as his eyes scan the woods. Every now and then, his eyes land on a spot, as if he's remembering a time when he stood there as a child or teenager. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy, watching him reminisce about his life and listening to
Breath Without Me Chapter 70: My Little Hero
Tristan's POV Walker pulls me closer on his lap, his warm breath fanning my neck as he nuzzles the side of my face. My eyes are on the Elder, the one with the long white hair whose name I now know: Armand. The other eleven Elders move back to their seats as Armand steps to the edge of the stage. His piercing ice-blue eyes remain locked on Eric, who is desperately trying to disappear into his seat. “Eric Morris, you have lied to us.” The Elder's smooth voice is firm and echoes through the Hall. “Your lies caused Walker's outburst. Yes, he should have controlled himself, and his punishment was just, but it would never have happened if you had not lied. We do not tolerate lying in our house, especially when it could have cost someone their life and future. You lied, knowing what would happen to Walker KnightWolf if we had found him guilty. He would have received ten lashes for every death. That's 180 lashes. If he were still alive after that, he would have spent the next 360 years in
Breath Without Me Chapter 69: His Shield
Tristan’s POV I cry hysterically as the braided leather whip snaps over and over again, the crack echoing through the speakers. I fight in Alex's hold, desperately wanting to go to Walker and stop them. Each time the whip snaps, it feels like it slices through my heart. I scream Walker's name through my tears, spit connecting my lips as they part to release his name with every bit of air my lungs hold. Kai pushes forward, and together with one final burst of energy, we break free from Alex's grasp. I don't think I've ever run so fast. I bolt from his arms and burst out of that room in a flash. I smell the scent of Walker's blood over the stench of hundreds of other Alphas, Betas, and Deltas as soon as I enter the Hall. But my steps don't falter; I run down the center aisle, screaming, “STOP! STOP!” My blood runs cold when my eyes land on Walker's back. Even from this distance, I can see the damage they've done and how bloody his back is. My legs carry me faster, and
Breath Without Me Chapter 68: The Price of Three Words
** Please make sure your comments are on the correct chapter, or you can spoil what happens in the next chapter for readers who haven’t read it yet. ** ~§~ Tristan's POV I stare at the screen in shock. I can't believe what I am hearing. Why would Eric say that? How can he stand there and make up an entire relationship between his father and me? I force my eyes away from the screen when I sense someone approaching. I look to my left and find a small Omega slowly walking toward me. I look at Alex, but his posture remains relaxed; he doesn't seem fazed by the small person approaching me. I take a slow breath as I turn my attention back to the Omega. “Hi. I'm Scott,” The Omega says softly. His eyes are glued to the screens in front of me. He shakes his head, looking at the monitors with a heavy sigh. “That's so horrible. It's awful that big, bad Alpha forced himself on you, and now you're stuck with him.” My head snaps in his direction so fast I hear a faint crack in the back
Breath Without Me Chapter 67: Lies
Tristan's POVI knew we were going to have to speak in front of people, after all, that is what we came to the Elders' hall for, to tell them what happened. But what I wasn't prepared for was the large number of people. It looks like a packed Sunday mass. It's a large hall with row after row of wooden benches that look like they were straight out of a church. All the benches face a raised stage, and on that stage are twelve intimidating chairs. Each chair is identical, made out of thick, sturdy dark wood. They have large armrests and tall backs padded with deep red leather. The Elders look like royals sitting up there on their thrones, cold and intimidating.There are hundreds of people packed in the hall, and I have to walk down the center aisle with Walker. Every head turns in our direction as we make our way down the aisle. I feel hundreds of eyes on me, and it makes my skin crawl. A wave of nausea hits me, and it becomes hard to breathe. My heart races and I feel lightheaded. Th
Breath Without Me Chapter 66: Behind the Smile
Tristan’s POVLeaving Jamie’s room feels like pulling myself away from a delicate sanctuary. Seeing him today was an emotional disaster for my Alpha. The poor man didn't know what to do with two broken Omegas crying over each other's wounds. But I couldn't help the tears. It was devastating to see that happy, sweet little ray of sunshine looking so small in that hospital bed, and his delicate skin cut like that. My stomach twists just looking at the stitches tracking along his arms.And Jamie, bless his sensitive soul. He is such an empathic person. I've never seen someone look so heartbroken and devastated over the fading bruises on my face, especially when he is the one who was fighting for his life in those woods. He doesn't share a fated mate bond with me, yet I could not only see the worry on his face but also feel it vibrating in the air. I've never seen anyone sympathize with me like that outside of Walker. That sweet little Omega talked my ears off in a quiet, trembling voice
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