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CHAPTER 29

作者: Jackieketra
last update 最終更新日: 2026-01-14 18:23:02

JAYNAYAH

I was a prisoner in my own skin.

My body was no longer mine; it was a vessel overflowing with a cold, viscous rage that felt older than the mountains outside. I could see, I could hear, but I was shoved into the furthest corner of my mind, watching horrified through eye sockets that felt like frozen tunnels.

The roaring in my ears wasn't just the fire; it was the cacophony of a thousand wronged souls screaming for retribution. They hated him. Oh goddess, the sheer volume of their hatred for Mace was a physical weight crushing my lungs.

"No," I tried to scream, but the word died in my throat, swallowed by the rising tide of their fury.

Instead, my arm—my weak, trembling arm—raised of its own accord, pointing a rigid finger at the man writhing on the floor.

...The blood of the oppressor... the voices hissed through my lips, a sound that grated like steel wool against bone. ...It calls for the fire.

Mace was dying right in front of me.

The Alpha who had shrugged off bullets and
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  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE    CHAPTER 33

    MACEThe first step toward the inferno felt like walking into a hurricane made of broken glass.The psychic pressure of this realm was a physical weight, gravity amplified tenfold by concentrated, ancient hatred. My boots slid on the slick, oily obsidian ground, finding little purchase. The air was thin, burning my lungs with the scent of sulfur, tastes that coated the back of my throat like copper pennies. Overhead, the bruised sky churned, silent lightning illuminating the desolate landscape in strobing flashes of sickly blue and violent purple.But the only light that mattered was the roaring orange and red glow ahead. The furnace at the heart of the monstrosity. The cage where my mate was burning.YOU ARE A FOOL, WOLF, the booming chorus of voices crashed into my mind. It wasn't just sound; it was a vibration that rattled my teeth and tried to liquefy my marrow. YOU THINK THIS TETHER WILL SAVE YOU? IT IS A SPIDER'S THREAD AGAINST A MAELSTROM.I didn't waste breath responding. I fo

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE    CHAPTER 32

    MACE"We need supplies," the old witch grumbled, turning away from the bed. "Salt, iron, blood. And clothes for the Alpha, unless he plans to fight ghosts with his cock hanging out."I realized I was still naked. I grabbed my jeans from the floor and yanked them on, the mundane action feeling surreal amidst the magical crisis."I'll get the supplies from downstairs," Cassandra said, already moving for the door. "Sister, stay with Jaynayah. Keep trying to cool her down."Cassandra hurried out. I stood by the bed for a moment longer, watching the witch resume her chanting. The old witch didn't look at me, but she spoke."You think your love is a shield, wolf," she murmured. "In that place, it is a target. They will use it against you. They will show you things that will break your heart.""My heart is already broken," I said, looking down at Jaynayah. "Now I'm just pissed off."I turned and went downstairs to help Cassandra prepare for my descent into hell.The preparation was agonizing

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE    CHAPTER 31

    MACEThe roar wasn't just sound. It was a physical pressure, a tidal wave of psychic slag that slammed into me, knocking the breath from lungs that no longer felt like they belonged to my physical body.WE SEE YOU, WOLF. WE HAVE HER NOW.The voice was a chorus of the damned. It wasn't one entity speaking; it was thousands, layered over one another in a cacophony of ancient, fermented rage. It sounded like snapping bone and crackling fire, like the last screams of women burning at stakes centuries ago. It vibrated in my teeth, in the marrow of my bones.I scrambled backward on the barren, obsidian ground of this nightmare realm. The terrain was slick, oily, shimmering with sickly blue veins of energy that pulsed like exposed nerves beneath dead skin. Above, the sky churned—a bruised hematoma of purple and black clouds lit from within by silent, violent lightning. The air tasted of sulfur, and old, dried blood. It was a dead world, sustained only by hatred.But my eyes were locked on th

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE    CHAPTER 30

    MACEKissing her was like kissing a frozen statue beneath a volcano.Her lips were ice cold, shocked still against mine. I could taste the salt of her tears and the sheer, vibrating terror that radiated off her in waves. But beneath the cold, beneath the fear, I felt the spark. The dormant connection between us that had been humming since the moment I found her in that hell finally ignited.It wasn't a gentle kiss. I was running on adrenaline, residual agony, and a ferocious, territorial panic. I had just watched the woman who was meant to be mine become a conduit for ancient, lethal hatred aimed specifically at me. I had felt my insides cooking.But hearing her say she should have stayed in Michael’s pack—that she should have let those animals finish her off rather than exist—that hurt worse than the ancestral fire.I crushed her to me, my hands gripping her freezing arms tight enough to bruise, trying to transfer my heat, my certainty, into her shivering frame. I was defying them. T

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE    CHAPTER 29

    JAYNAYAHI was a prisoner in my own skin.My body was no longer mine; it was a vessel overflowing with a cold, viscous rage that felt older than the mountains outside. I could see, I could hear, but I was shoved into the furthest corner of my mind, watching horrified through eye sockets that felt like frozen tunnels.The roaring in my ears wasn't just the fire; it was the cacophony of a thousand wronged souls screaming for retribution. They hated him. Oh goddess, the sheer volume of their hatred for Mace was a physical weight crushing my lungs."No," I tried to scream, but the word died in my throat, swallowed by the rising tide of their fury.Instead, my arm—my weak, trembling arm—raised of its own accord, pointing a rigid finger at the man writhing on the floor....The blood of the oppressor... the voices hissed through my lips, a sound that grated like steel wool against bone. ...It calls for the fire.Mace was dying right in front of me.The Alpha who had shrugged off bullets and

  • THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE    CHAPTER 28

    JAYNAYAHThe transition from the sterile cabin of the jet to the biting reality of Japan was jarring. We landed on a private strip surrounded by dense, towering pine trees that looked darker, sharper than the ones back home.A sleek, black sedan was waiting on the tarmac. We were ushered inside without a word, the driver already moving before the doors were fully closed. The ride was a blur of winding roads that climbed higher and higher into mountains that felt ancient and brooding.Outside the tinted windows, snow began to fall, dusting the evergreen branches in white. It looked freezing out there.I huddled deeper into Mace’s tactical jacket. It was comically large on me, swallowing my frame, but the residual warmth of his body and his overwhelming scent were the only things anchoring me to reality.I glanced sideways at him. He was wearing only the black t-shirt he’d had on under the jacket. His thick arms were bare, corded with muscle and tension, resting on his knees. He didn't

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