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Chapter 120 — The Stretched Wait
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The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha Chapter 124 — Before the Summon
Damon's POVI arrived late on purpose.The council chamber was already full when the doors opened the low murmur of voices halting mid breath as my presence cut through the space. Stone benches lined the circular room, rising in tiers with each seat occupied by men and women who had helped shape Redwind long before my reign and apparently some who now thought they could unmake it just as easily.The room smelled like old stone and tension.Lights shined brightly illuminating the faces of the people beneath them. The ceiling arched high overhead disappearing into shadow.I wore black.Not ceremonial black. Not mourning black.Simple. Severe. Unadorned.No sigils. No regalia.Just me.Let them whisper.They were already doing so.I could hear them. Feel their eyes tracking my movements.The doors closed behind me with a sound that echoed louder than it should have. I felt Kai lift his head inside me alert but controlled his awareness brushing the edges of the chamber like a warning hum.
The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha Chapter 123 — The Moon Does Not Miss
Damon's POVThe room beneath the west wing had never been meant for mercy.Stone walls. No windows. A single overhead light casting shadows that refused to soften. The kind of place my father had favored when answers mattered more than appearances. When truth was pulled out of bone and breath rather than words.The air was cold down here. Damp. The kind of cold that settled into your bones.I had not stepped foot in it since everything that happened.Had not needed to. Had not wanted to.But now.Now it was necessary.The man was chained to the iron ring embedded into the floor ankles, wrists, chest secured with silver threaded restraints designed to suppress supernatural strength without killing the bearer. He was young. Younger than I had expected. Mid-twenties maybe. Lean. Scarred in the way of someone who had trained hard and lived fast.Blood dried on his face. His lip split. Bruises already forming.He had been here six hours.No food. No water. No contact.Just waiting.He lift
The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha Chapter 122 — Where the Walls Hold
Mara's POV⸻Damon’s personal estate did not feel like a fortress.That was the first thing I noticed.I had expected towering walls overt defenses something that announced power the moment you crossed the boundary. Instead, the estate unfolded quietly wide land, old trees, long stretches of stone paths worn smooth by time rather than patrols. The security was there I could feel it the way Kira did, layered and deliberate but it was not loud.We'd driven through the main gate fifteen minutes ago. Past fields. Past wooded areas. Past what looked like old training grounds.The house itself was large. Stone and wood. Windows everywhere. Light spilling out into the dusk.It did not need to be.This place had been built to endure not intimidate.The driveway curved around to the front entrance. Guards stood at intervals. Not clustered. Not obvious. Just there.Watching.Elder Summers was seated in a room in the east wing with a view of a section of forest that was dimly lit in the late aft
The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha Chapter 121 — What Breaks the Quiet
Mara's POVThe corridor was reeking of blood and disinfectant.It was impossible to ignore the harsh metallic feeling that clung to the back of my throat no matter how many times I swallowed. The harm was already done even if security had blocked off the lower floor and red lights were still faintly throbing above us.Bodies lay covered now. White sheets stained dark in places.Guards stood at every corner. Weapons drawn. Eyes scanning.This was not chaos.Chaos was loud. Chaotic things unraveled without intent.This was precise.Calculated.Someone had planned this.Ryan moved first.He did not ask questions. Did not look at Damon for approval. He simply took control of the situation like a man who had already accepted that the rules had shifted."Get him up," he ordered, gesturing to the restrained attacker. "Now. Full isolation. No medics. No interviews. I want him breathing and conscious."Two guards hauled the man to his feet.He groaned. Spat blood on the floor.The man groaned
The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha Chapter 120 — The Stretched Wait
Mara's POVThe hospital room felt smaller than it had an hour ago.Not because anything had changed but because I had.There were too many guards now. Too many footsteps passing the door too many voices dropping into murmurs the moment I shifted in my seat or crossed my arms. I could feel their awareness of me like a low grade pressure against my skin. Not protection exactly. Observation.Like I was something that needed watching.As if I were an issue just waiting to arise.Perched on the edge of the chair next to the window staring out at the pale afternoon sky my fingers were tangled so tightly that my knuckles ached.It was a clear sky. Blue. typical.Everything out there looked normal.In here nothing felt normal.For me waiting had always been the worst part.Waiting was where fear bred stories. Where doubt sharpened itself into blades.The summon loomed like a weight in my chest unspoken but omnipresent. Every second that passed without resolution felt deliberate as though some
The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha Chapter 119 - When Those Asleep Wake Up.
Damon’s POV The morning came quietly. To me it sounded too quiet for a pack that was standing on the edge of a complete fracture. I woke up with Mara curled against my side, her breathing was slow and even, her hair fanned across my chest like she belonged there… which she did. Whether the council agreed or not. For a moment I stayed still, letting the reality of the warmth of her body anchor me. For a while, now, the nights had always been heavy with decisions, with promises that could not be taken back. But waking up beside her felt like confirmation, rather than just comfort. When she stirred, her eyes met mine without hesitation. There was no doubt. There was no fear. We freshened up in silence, a quiet companionship that didn’t need words. Downstairs, the safehouse smelled faintly of freshly brewed roots and strong coffee. The strong coffee was Zeta’s doing, no doubt but the brew was all The Mage. Ryan was already seated, scrolling through reports on his tablet, his postu
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