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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-six
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2026-10-24 19:13:47
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The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-six
Nine Months LaterMaryelle's POV The coronation hall glowed like it had swallowed magic whole.Incense curled in braided spirals toward the glass dome, shimmering as though the air itself were alive.Above me, crystalline serpents coiled around obsidian pillars, their scales catching the light like stars shedding old skins.Ancient chants drifted through the chamber.Low.Endless.Sacred.They moved with the music pouring from hidden balconies draped in velvet and gold, weaving together until the entire hall seemed to breathe.And then they crowned me.For a moment, the world went silent.Not truly silent.The music still played.The crowd still watched.Hundreds of hearts still beat inside the chamber.But the noise blurred beneath the weight of the crown settling against my head.Queen of the Intercrossed.Silver and stone forged together.One half born from Lucian's lineage.The other carved from mine.The metal was cool.Heavy.Ancient.And somehow it fit perfectly.Titles echoed
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-five
Maryelle's POV Lucian asks me to meet him at the old observatory overlooking Falls Quaker just before sunset. He's frustratingly vague about why. Only says: "Wear something you love." Then: "Bring nothing but your heart." Which somehow tells me everything and nothing at all. Falls Quaker hasn't changed much since I left. The same winding roads. The same towering pines. The same ocean beyond the cliffs, eternal and restless. Growing up, I used to sneak away to these bluffs whenever life became too loud. Whenever the world expected too much. Whenever I needed space to breathe. Back then, I came here to be alone. The irony isn't lost on me now. Because Lucian is waiting at the place I once ran to when I wanted nobody. By the time I reach the observatory, the sun is melting into the Pacific. Gold. Copper. Crimson. The sea crashes against the rocks below, throwing white spray into the air. The wind carries salt and memory. And suddenly I feel sixteen again. Small.
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-four
Maryelle's POVWe leave with Lomi an hour later.No one speaks.Not at first.The silence inside the SUV feels occupied.Like Jeskill climbed in with us.Like he followed us out of that throne room and settled himself between us.Waiting.Listening.Smiling.Lomi sits beside Lucian.One hand wrapped tightly around his forearm.Neither of them lets go.Outside, Michigan passes in shades of gray.Trees.Roads.Clouds.Distance.The sky hangs low over everything.Heavy.Threatening rain.I should feel relieved.We got her back.No bloodshed.No casualties.No war.By every measurable standard, we won.So why does it feel like we lost?My eyes drift toward Anna.She's asleep against the window.A curtain of red hair spills across her shoulder.Even beneath the storm-dark sky beyond the glass, it burns softly.Like an ember refusing to die.A blanket is pulled over her lap.The glass vibrates gently beneath her temple every time the SUV hits a bump in the road.She doesn't stir.She looks
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-three
Maryelle's POV The throne room of Jeskill's Michigan estate feels less like a palace and more like a mausoleum built by someone who wanted to be worshipped. White marble stretches in every direction. Cold. Sterile. Perfect. The walls are bare. No family portraits. No history. No warmth. Nothing that suggests someone with humanity actually lives here. Only power. Only control. Only Jeskill. Even sound behaves differently. Our footsteps echo once across the polished floor. Then vanish. As though the building itself swallows evidence. I hate it instantly. At the far end of the chamber, Jeskill lounges on a black obsidian throne. One arm draped across the side. A crystal tumbler resting lazily in his hand. The contrast is intentional. White everywhere. Black beneath him. A stain at the center of the room. He doesn't stand when we enter. Doesn't offer a greeting. Doesn't pretend hospitality. Because people like Jeskill don't welcome guests. They assess them.
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-two
Lucian's POVMaryelle stands at the edge of the surf.Boots abandoned somewhere behind her.Dark waves whip around her shoulders as the wind rolls in from the ocean.She's staring down at the water with the intensity of someone trying to solve a murder.Or negotiate a treaty.Or identify whichever sea creature just touched her foot.Honestly, it could be any of the above.For a moment I simply watch her.The sunlight catches her profile.Gold spilling across brown skin.Salt on her ankles.Ocean spray on her jeans.Alive.The thought hits harder than it should.Alive.Not a hallucination.Not a memory.Not a voice trapped inside Jeskill's prison.Real.My chest tightens unexpectedly.Because for weeks all I wanted was to see her again.And now she's right here.Close enough to touch.Close enough to laugh.If I can get her to laugh.She catches me staring."What?""I can't decide."One eyebrow rises."That's rarely a good sign."I gesture toward the ocean."You look like Poseidon just
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-one
Lucian's POVI wish I could say captivity changed me.Made me softer.Wiser.Better.I wish I could say nearly losing everything taught me forgiveness.That would've made for a prettier story.The hero suffers.The hero heals.The hero learns something beautiful about mercy.But stories and reality have never gotten along.The ocean crashes against the cliffs below the villa.Violent.Endless.Wave after wave hurling itself against stone.Trying to break something that refuses to break.I understand the feeling.Somewhere down the hall, Maryelle is still asleep.Safe.Breathing.Alive.The knowledge settles a restless part of me.Not entirely.Not enough.Just enough.For now.My fingers drift toward my phone.The screen illuminates the darkness.A single file waits there.Months of intelligence.Surveillance.Intercepted communications.Safe houses.Movement patterns.Witness reports.Everything my weresnakes managed to gather.At the center of it all sits a single name.Evie.Jeskil
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter One
“This is not Australia.”“You're a genius, Maryelle—too clever for the world,” my mother deadpans.“Mom, what the heck! You said we were going on a summer vacation. You were taking me to Australia and Rome. Again, I have to point out that this place looks like neither.” I hadn’t been suspicious whe
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter Three
In the club, the music pounds against the speakers like an angry woodpecker trying to demolish a tree. Al yells her order over the noise, and the bartender hands her two shots in return. She shoves one in my direction, and before I can decline, a guy jumps in front of me and shoves the glass filled
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter Two
The sun sets. Captivated, I watch its buttery haze disappear behind the clouds in pretty shades of blue, purple, and splotches of gold. It reminds me of the sunsets back home at Falls Quaker and briefly takes my mind off being stuck in Rome, Georgia. I glance at Al’s bed and wonder what the next fe
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter Thirteen
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