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Chapter Twenty-seven
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The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter Twenty-eight-and-a-half
Lunch with Margaret is a revelation. Unlike Canum, her presence doesn’t leave me anxious. She’s sane, warm, regal without cruelty. For the first time in days, I relax. Her voice carries the weight of lineage but none of the venom. She makes me promise to return, to bring my parents next time, her words weaving a fragile thread of hope into the ash‑laden air. “That wasn’t too bad. Though my mother sometimes hovers,” Phantom says, his lips twitching in amusement, eyes steady on mine. His tone is casual, but the way he studies me betrays the gravity beneath. “She’s amazing. She may just be my favorite royal,” I deadpan, though the words carry a hint of humor. His mouth curves, slow and deliberate. “Biggest lie I’ve heard. We both know I’m your favorite.” He pulls me against his chest, the gesture firm, commanding, magnetic. His heartbeat thrums against mine, steady, dangerous, addictive. “I’ll miss you so much,” I whisper. “We have two days left. And knowing your stance on long‑
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Ash still clings to the air, smoke curling in ragged ribbons across the battlefield. Phantom lies in my arms, his blood soaking into my skin, his breath shallow. Edison drags Canum’s broken body away, copper blade glinting in his hand. The thunder of paws grows louder—Phantom’s guards rushing in, their silhouettes cutting through the haze like shadows carved from fire. “Stay with him,” Edison orders, his voice sharp, before disappearing into the smoke with his father. His words slice through the chaos, leaving me tethered to Phantom, bound by desperation. I cradle Phantom tighter, rocking him against me. His sapphire eyes flutter open, gray with pain. “Princess…” His voice is hoarse, barely audible. “You are so stubborn.” He slips back into unconsciousness, and my heart fractures, shards of grief piercing deeper than any dagger. His breath falters, and I count each fragile exhale as if it might be his last. The guards swarm us, forming a protective circle. Their growls reverberate
The Alpha’s Forbidden Coyote Mate Chapter Twenty-seven
Cinders float from the sky, drifting down in large, powdery pieces of hot ash. Smoke thickens the air, choking visibility, but I’m not human—and for once, I’m grateful for the sharpness of near‑immortal eyes. Through the haze, I spot Bethany, the witch Canum once ordered to shove Edge down my throat. She hurls a spell meant to obliterate one of Phantom’s guards, but it misfires, charring a tree into more ash that swirls around us like burning snow. My gaze locks on Canum. Rage coils in my chest, salivating at the thought of revenge. He moves with lightning speed, kicking Phantom square in the chest, his assault relentless against the man I love. Bloodlust surges. I charge, ramming Canum to the ground. He recovers instantly, flipping to his feet, claws sinking into my stomach. But instead of pain, his talons feel like fine hair brushing against my new flesh. My transformation shields me. Phantom howls, feral and livid. He tears into Canum, teeth sinking into the hand buried in my
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I lose consciousness twice while my body is hauled somewhere. Each time I resurface, the world is a blur of shadows and pain. By the time I regain it fully, I’m strapped to a hospital bed. One glance tells me this isn’t a legitimate healthcare facility. The space is dark, wet, and reeks of mold. The air is heavy, saturated with mildew. Small pools of water dot the ground, most mixed with red dirt. Stone walls crawl with decaying growth, their stench so foul it makes bile rise in my throat. “Glad you’re awake. Your awful snoring had me hoping they’d kill me already.” Edison’s voice drips with false humor. As angry as I want to be, shock hits harder when I realize he’s also strapped to a bed. “What is this? Why are we tied down in this filthy basement?” “You haven’t figured it out yet? We’re guinea pigs, doll—soon‑to‑be‑dead guinea pigs. And in case you were wondering why I’m down here with you, my father decided I wasn’t worthy of being his son—again. I apparently failed his test
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I take off running, not bothering to check if Edison’s behind me. When you’re hunted, looking back is a distraction guaranteed to get you killed. My feet pound the ground with reckless speed, gravel scattering beneath each strike. The night air claws at my lungs, sharp and metallic, but I’m thankful for the swiftness with which my body moves. I try to remember the roads Edison took, replaying turns in my mind, never once slowing my steps. My pulse turns erratic when shadows blur past me—ten figures moving in ultra‑speed, their outlines slicing through the dark like blades. A scream slips past my throat, strangled before it can fully form. My heart ricochets against my rib cage, then skitters to a deafening halt. Hyperventilation becomes my new form of breathing, shallow and frantic. A massive hand clamps over my mouth. I bite down, desperate, but my teeth sink uselessly into hot, sticky flesh. His grip is iron, unyielding. I quake with fear, trapped in the vise of a man whose enor
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“Phantom, where are you taking me?” His mouth curves, slow and deliberate. “I love the way you say my name.” A sigh escapes him, content but restrained. “The destination’s a surprise.” The first part of his comment makes me blush. My heartbeat stumbles, erratic, and I force myself to reel it back in. “Is it far from here?” “Princess…” His smirk says enough. “I know… it’s a surprise.” I hate surprises. Okay, not hate. I just dislike being in the dark about plans that involve me. “Are we traveling within state lines?” He shakes his head, amused. “The word surprise doesn’t mean what you think it means.” His lips brush my forehead, a fleeting press that deepens my breath. “Remind me to explain it later. I’ve got flash cards.” A low chuckle rumbles from his chest when I shove him playfully. He wraps me in his arms, nestling into my neck, hands warming my chilled skin. “Cold?” I shake my head, but a shiver betrays me. He shrugs out of his tuxedo jacket, draping it over my
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