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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SIX
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“What did you put in that?” I grab Livie’s wrist, uncaring of her howl of pain, my eyes narrowed in fury.“Nothing!” She shrieks, trying to pull away from me but I don’t let her, dragging her down the steps and throwing her plump figure into the courtyard.She lets out a scream and scrambles back, “You crazy bitch! How dar-“I can feel the doors opening and feet rushing out towards the courtyard. But I ignore them.“What,” I begin dangerously, “did you put in my child’s milk?”I see a panicked look on her face, “N-Nothing! W-Why would I put anything-““I saw you!” I roar. “What is going on?” Lucas storms over, his hand around Carmine’s, and for once, I don’t even feel a stab of pain at the sight. Nothing comes before my child.“Get out of here, Lucas,” I say, coldly. “This has nothing to do with you.”He grabs my wrist, hissing, “Considering you’re standing here making a scene, I think it is.”“Oh, just let her, Lucas,” Carmine winds her arm around his ne
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Aliya’s eyes are sharp and she looks a little battered but very much alive as she looks at the beautiful wolf shifter. My eyes follow her.For a minute, I falter, “That’s not – She’s a shif-““She’s a half breed,” Aliya says, her voice filled with an animosity that I’ve rarely heard from her. Everybody in the courtyard freezes and all eyes turn to Carmine whose face is stiff. “How is that possible?” Rock breathes. “She’s a shifter.”“I can smell it in her blood,” Aliya hisses. “One of her parents had witch blood.”I see a cold calculation enter Carmine’s eyes and I see them flicker towards Clara, who is standing a few feet away from her, holding my son.I’m moving at the same time she is.My hand transforms and I slash it against her cheek, pushing her back as I shove Clara out of the way, growling, “Inside! Take him inside!”Carmine snarls and I see the humanity stripped of her face, as she makes another attempts at my son. My people move in her path a
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I teether back at as the force of the dark magic that sweeps into me.I can hear somebody screaming.It takes me a moment to realize that the animalistic sound is coming from my throat, as white hot pain burns me from the inside out.I can feel somebody holding me but my back is arched, my spine rigid with a jaw grinding pain that is eating at me.The bond is on fire.The bond that Lucas and I share is on fire and I can feel the fine golden tendrils rotting under the ugly blaze inside of me. I slam the bond shut between us, instinct forcing me to prevent Lucas from feeling this pain.With each tendril snapping as it rots away, I am seized by a severe agony that I can’t put into words, these lashes of white hot pain, setting every inch of me in a terrifying fire.This is not the kind of pain that you can get used to each. I can’t breathe.I know the bond is breaking.I know the true mate bond is breaking.And under the mental agony of it, there is whisp
My True Mate CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY
“What do you mean you’re stepping down?” Lucas turns pale.I hand my son over to Clara who looks devastated before I turn to face my mate, “Exactly what I said. I’m not - I can’t anymore. I’m leaving the pack. I’m leaving my position.”My voice is empty, devoid of any warmth or emotion.“Leaving the pack? Where are we goi-““I’m going,” I cut him off. “I’m leaving. You’re staying.”“Oh,” There is a wealth of pain in Lucas’s voice as he looks at me, and I can see the life drain from his eyes. “You’re leaving me.” A part of me wishes to hold him, to wipe that dead look from his eyes, but that part of me is only a glimmer and it’s easy to squash. My heart is in shreds. Despite knowing the truth, the damage has been done and old scars and new scars have blended together to wreck me in the most absolute way.I have been left an empty husk.“I have to leave,” I say, dully. “There’s nothing left anymore.”“Sarah,” He takes a step towards me, freezing when I fli
My True Mate CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONE
SHERRYI wake up to the smell of smoke and the sound of screams. The screams of my people.As awareness infiltrates me, along with this numbing dazedness, I feel an overwhelming sense of suffocation. It’s almost as if there is a heavy pressure on my chest.The sweet release of darkness has never been more inviting.It might be the cowards way out but right now, it seems the easiest way.But just as I am slipping into the void, I hear a familiar voice cry out, “Mama! No, don’t hurt my mama!”It’s a plaintive cry, the voice of a child who has till now been filled with laughter and joy. Ignoring my own pain, I look around and see the raging fires, along with the little girl screaming. There are other people crying out too, shouting, crying, screaming, but it is three year old’s voice that forces me to assess my situation. The reason for my suffocation is pretty easy to narrow down. Here is a huge slab of metal resting on my chest. The memory comes back in a sharp
My True Mate CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO
LUCASThe setting is familiar.It’s a village.A village I never I want to return to.It’s the place where I lost everything.Every corner of it haunts me.As I love closer, inside, drawn by some invisible force, I stand in front of a motel. I recognise it. How could I not?But it’s empty.However, my eyes linger on a door and I remember forced touches, the screaming in my head, the desperation to escape and yet the inability to do so. My heart begins begins beating wildly and I start looking around for my salvation, for the one person who can soothe me.But the motel is empty and that door that was my personal hell is growing bigger and bigger.My hands are shaking as I try to move back but the door looms closer and closer. It’s getting difficult to breathe as that familiar feeling of disgust and horror overwhelm me.And then my eyes fly open.For a moment, my breathing is hard, my heartbeat unsteady, as I try to take stock of my surroundings.I’
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My anger is fierce at her words.“What?” I set the coffee cup on the counter with a loud clang. “Have they lost their minds?!”Clara sighs, “If it makes you feel any better, I was also against the whole idea but Lucas,” she looks up to meet my gaze, “Sarah isn’t coming back. It’s been a year. The pack is fracturing without an Alpha pair.”“Then I’ll step down-““You know you can’t do that,” Clara rubs her temple, looking just as tired as I feel inside. “You’re the strongest member of the pack. And you’re the only who knew what Sarah was planning for the pack. You’re keeping everything going.”But I hate it.I hate stepping into a role that belongs to Sarah.She should be here. This is her home. Her place.Even a year as Alpha of the Stone Wolves and I still feel like a fraud.Clara seems to catch my wave of thinking and she murmurs, “Truth be told, Sarah was the catalyst of change int his pack. She brought us into a more advanced age. She had plans for the fut
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When Sarah decided to leave the pack, I had known that she was leaving me.The heartbreak that had followed, on top of my trauma had left me in pieces. But I had known that it had been my fault, that I had broken that vibrant, laughing girl who already wore scars on her soul. I should have fought back harder. I should have resisted more. I don’t know why I couldn’t or why I didn’t.But each ugly word that had left my mouth back then, each action, it is imprinted in my brain. The look in her eyes is seared behind my eyeballs and every time I close my eyes, I see her. I see the heartbreak, the betrayal, and it makes me flinch.I wrecked her to the core.And I deserve this.I deserve the nightmares and this aversion to touch. I deserve the listlessness in my soul.But I can’t stop my hands for reaching for her every night.I can’t keep drying out the pillows every time I wake up.As I run in the forest, a russet coloured wolf who looks thinner than before,
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