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Chapter 148
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2026-04-27 20:52:57
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His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 150
SAPHRA’S POVThe moment the doors slam shut behind Seraphine something changes.I feel it, in the bond.A violent snap, like fragile thread being stretched too far, then breaking.My breath catches.“No…” The word leaves me instinctively, barely a whisper.Lucien stiffens completely.Every muscle in his body locks at once, his spine going rigid like a drawn bowstring pulled too tight. The sword in his hand stills.Wrong.So wrong.“Lucien?” My voice shakes despite me.He doesn’t respond.Then, the darkness surges. It floods him.I see black veins erupt across his skin all at once, spreading faster than I can track, swallowing every inch of him. It’s no longer creeping or pulsing.It’s claiming.Taking.Consuming.His head tilts slowly.And when his eyes meet mine... There is nothing there.My heart stops.“No…” I whisper again, shaking my head.A sound leaves him.A low exhale.Then, he laughs.The sound is differentDeep.Layered.It echoes through the throne room like something anci
His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 149
LADY SERAPHINE'S POVIt’s over.My assassins are dead.All three of them.I stare at their bodies scattered across the marble, useless and something inside me fractures in a way I cannot immediately contain.No.No, this wasn’t how it was supposed to end.They were precise. I placed them carefully, chose them for this exact moment, this exact purpose.And yet they failed.Worse than that, I have been exposed.My breath comes faster, sharper, as realisation claws its way up my spine.Everyone saw.Marcus saw.The guards saw.Even the servants, those weak, sentimental fools saw.There is no denying it now.No twisting of truth.No manipulation left to hide behind.The room feels smaller suddenly, suffocating, closing in as the weight of their awareness presses against me.I lift my gaze and I meet their eyes.No obedience.No fear.Their eyes are filled with judgment, accusation and betrayal.For a heartbeat, I freeze then instinct takes over. I step back slowly at first then faster.I
His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 148
SAPHRA’S POVThe sound that breaks me isn’t the clash of steel.It isn’t Lucien’s roar.It isn’t even my own sharp breath as pain pulses through my shoulder.It’s Marcus.The way his voice fractures when he says her name.I turn and everything inside me drops.Mara is in his arms.Too still and pale.For a heartbeat, I don’t move. My mind refuses to accept what I’m seeing, refuses to process the shape of her body against his, the way his hands shake as he tries to hold her together.Then reality slams into me.No.No, no, no...I push myself forward, ignoring the scream of pain that tears through my shoulder as my injured arm shifts. My hand slips against the blood on the marble, but I don’t stop. I crawl, dragging myself across the floor, my breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts.“Mara.....” My voice breaks before I even reach her.Marcus doesn’t look up. He’s bent over her, cradling her like she might disappear if he loosens his grip for even a second.“Stay with me,” he’s saying, o
His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 147
MARCUS’S POV Everything narrows to a single objective. Protect Saphra. Steel screams against steel as I drive forward, forcing my way through bodies that should have been allies. Guards.....my guards turn their blades on me, but I don’t hesitate. I can’t. Every second I waste is another step closer to Saphra bleeding out on the floor, another moment for those cloaked bastards to finish what they started. I see them. Three of them. “Move!” I roar, slamming my shoulder into one of the palace guards. He stumbles back, just enough for me to break through his line. My sword arcs without pause, instinct and training taking over. The first assassin turns toward me too late. His dagger is still wet. Poison glints along the edge. My vision goes red. I don’t think....I react. My blade cuts across his throat in one brutal, decisive stroke. There’s no finesse, no measured restraint. Just force. Just fury. Blood sprays across the marble as he drops, choking on a sound that never become
His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 146
LADY SERAPHINE'S POVSteel rings. Voices rise. Blood stains the marble.But none of that matters.My gaze locks onto the center of the storm, where everything is coming undone.Saphra and Lucien.Her hands are on him.Her power is on him.Silver light spills from her touch like something divine, something pure and ancient, spreading across his skin in defiance of everything I built.Everything I have gained.“No…” The word escapes me, quiet at first, disbelieving.I watch it happen.The black veins recede beneath that light.Enough to weaken the hold.Lucien gasps.I hear it even through the chaos.See it in the way his body jerks, in the way his head lifts slightly as if breaking through water after being drowned.And then, his eyes clear.“No,” I breathe again, sharper now, panic lacing through the edges of my voice.This can not happen.He was supposed to be mine, the possession made it easy for Lucien to be wielded like a weapon. Why did she have to save him?My fingers curl tigh
His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 145
SAPHRA’S POVMy palm presses against his cheek, my other hand steady against the side of his neck, feeling the violent pulse of those black veins beneath his skin. They throb against me.His sword is still raised.Still trembling.His forehead nearly touches mine now, his breath uneven, harsh, breaking apart with every exhale. Sweat drips down his face, mixing with something else....Tears.My heart twists painfully.He’s crying. I have never seen him cry before.“Lucien…” I whisper, my voice trembling but steady enough to carry through the bond between us.His name feels like an anchor.I swallow hard, my chest tight with everything I haven’t said, everything I need to say now.Because if I don’t, I might lose him forever.“I know this isn’t your fault,” I begin softly.The words feel fragile, but they’re true.Every single one.His body jerks at the sound, a broken reaction, like something inside him recognizes the meaning even if the darkness tries to twist it.“I know you didn’t c
His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 25
MARCUS’S POVI tell myself the excuse is sufficient.Security protocols are always sufficient. No one questions them openly, not when they come from me. Still, even as I walk the familiar corridor toward Saphra’s quarters, the words feel thin in my mouth, like a poorly forged document that might cr
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SAPHRA'S POV Lucien had barely been healed before the members of the council called a meeting. The throne room always feels colder during council meetings.Not because of the stone, those walls have held winter for centuries but because of the people inside it. Power gathers here like a storm clo
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MARCUS’S POVI have stood before Lucien Darkveil while cities burned.I have delivered reports soaked in blood, casualty counts that would have broken lesser Alphas. I have argued strategy while enemies pounded at our borders and traitors rotted in our dungeons.Never—not once have my hands shaken
Last Updated : 2026-03-20His Mate, His Enemy Chapter 20
SAPHRA'S POV I don't plan to tell her but the confession begins anyway. It starts as a crack and then everything inside me gives way.“Mara,” I say, my voice already shaking. “I need you to listen and try to understand me.”She stills instantly. The shutters are half-closed, dawn hours away. Candl
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