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Chapter Hundred and Seven
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Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Seven
Damien's POV~I held Elara’s hand, her skin was warm on my rough palm, a rope to reality in the cold, her hazel eyes meeting mine and her trust meeting me, winding our mate bond that grew much deeper, a flame that raged steady and true in the threatening dark. Her hair was auburn, long and wind tousled, strands loose around her face, her breath freezing in the bitter cold air, her bravery a light that steadied me, that held me down in a world falling apart. The Alpha’s very presence—savage, primal, a creature spawned from Elara and Lyra’s twin blood—lurked within these trees, and its clawed spoor scored the snow in front of us, driving us inexorably into a snare I sensed in my very bones. Lyra’s low struggle against the assassin who wore his Silver Veil, her chilling words to me about what her sacrifice could unleash, lingered in my ears, in my thoughts, a reprimand that put an edge on my senses, but it was Elara whom I centered on, Elara my everything. I loved her, and that vow was l
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Six
Lyra's POV~The Vellex safehouse was a shadowed refuge, wooden walls groaning at the pressure of frigid dawn, the deep night air muggy with the nip of frost and the acrid hint of coppery blood that had stained my flesh, my constant companion to the wars we’d won. I was seated on an ancient, frayed cot, my shoulder bound tight, pulsing pain beating out the rhythm of my encounter with the Bloodhound scout’s knife, but my hazel gaze flitted with the restless light of my own awakened wolf, and its power echoed in perfect harmony with Elara’s, my twin, my heart’s anchor, the sister I’d only just found but would give my life to guard. On the other side of the crowded room, Elara was encircled by Damien’s silent embrace, their lips pressed together and their foreheads touching as they murmured to one another, the soft flame of their mate bond burning just strong enough to give the murky confines of the room a barest ray of light, and the fragile flicker of hope it sparked within my heart as
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Five
Sabrina's POV~I ducked behind a supply crate, my heart pounding against my ribcage, the sweat making my black hair stick to my face, my green eyes darting around the periphery of the patrol, looking for an opening. I was the Phase Catalyst, a secret Silver Veil that had burned into my skin over years of manipulation, a chain I loathed, a truth that would unlock the Alpha’s true power if they pushed me too far, a weapon — a weapon I would never let them wield. I’d betrayed Caspian, a decision that followed me, a blemish I could not cleanse. But Elara and Damien’s burgeoning faith in each other, chiseled out in the silences of the Vellex safehouse — their fingertips grazing, their eyes forging unspoken promises — ignited such a fierce yearning for redemption in my chest that it burned its way through my shame. Their love, a constant in the maelstrom that brewed in the Alpha’s rise, was a beacon I grasped, the hope I might find redemption, that I might save Elara, the vessel that I had
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Four
Jasmine's POV~I was on a thin, worn-out coat, my side wrapped tightly, deep gash from Silver Veil’s madness pulsing with each breath; the pain felt duller now, my body piecing itself back together with its stubborn determination. My sweat-dampened auburn hair was matted with dust, my brown eyes searching the small room, absorbing the fragile peace we’d managed to carve out. Elara was across from me, next to Damien, their sweet glances—her gentle smile, the brief touch of his hand to hers—lending warmth to the cool, shadowy room, their mate bond a murmured strength that trembled within my chest, something shining in the dark. Lyra lay on another cot, her shoulder bound in clean bandages, her hazel eyes wary, but fierce, her fresh injury from the Bloodhound scout an emblem of her selflessness, a specter I felt but could not identify. The Alpha’s prints, fresh and clawed, circled closer and closer to our camp, its feral scent—wild, acrid, primal—lacing through the thin walls, a beast of
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Three
Roland's POV-Kneeling next to him, my son, Julian, his thin face barely visible in the wavering light from a nearby fire, his chest rising in painful, shallow breaths, I saw blood soaking through the bandages that I'd bound around the silver blade wound that wouldn't close in his inner thigh. The burning-out of Silver Veil’s ritual lab had emptied my pack, fifty wolves gone in a flash of fire and steel, their absence an open wound in my soul, but Julian—my heir, my blood—was the deepest scar, a grief to cut sharper than any claw. He had betrayed us, taking the runed dagger and ruining the ritual, otherwise, he would’ve been a traitor in my eyes, and still, he lay broken, barely alive, and if need be... I gave up my heartbeat to have him alive. The Alpha’s primal stench, a power orchestrated by Elara and Lyra’s shared blood, clung to Vellex’s frost-encrusted woods, a menace that clenched my hand around my belt knife, its chill steel tethering me. Elara and Damien's hushed unity, smoot
Mate Rebound Chapter Hundred and Two
Damien's POV~My black wolf circled restlessly inside, scratching just below the creaks, but I stood next to the door, dark eyes on Elara in tattered red on the tattered cot, hair catching the soft yellow lantern glow as she watched me with her long hazel eyes in which burned a quiet fire that stirred my gut like nothing ever had. Her fingers were inches from mine on the cot, we were close enough to touch, and we did, a wordless vow that cemented our mate bond, the one that began in blood and flame in the lab, and now burned on as a single, unwavering flame in the encroaching dark. The Giant’s beastly entity had been a lingering specter in Vellex’s snow-laden woods, its overwhelming wild, bitter, and predatory odor leaking between the walls to remind us that it was a monster our twin blood—mine and Elara and Lyra’s monstrous, the one we’d unleashed in this fever dream of a nightmare—had spawned. Lyra’s fresh cut from the Bloodhound scout’s sword, bandaged but still oozing, and Jasmine
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