Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Hybrid Mate: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

 Ivy's POV As much as I tried not to, I couldn't help but think about what that vampire had said about what some of the people amongst the pack thought of me. It wasn't because I was thinking about siding with them or something, of course not. It was because I had always considered all these people as my own while some of them hadn't ever really given me a chance. It hurt that someone from the outside was pointing it out to me. I didn't understand why despite not doing anything bad to anyone I was labelled the bad guy by some people.  I was brought out of my thoughts by the sound of something crashing to the floor just as I neared the infirmary. The voice had come from inside the room. I rushed in at once at the sudden commotion. Harper and the girls stood to a side, wide eyed while Fred thrashed about in the bed, clearly in too much pain. He had probably accidentally hit the pole on while the bottle of

  Ivy's POV   The next morning when we woke up, still wrapped up in each other's arms, the first thing we did after having a quick breakfast was go to the infirmary to check up on how Fred was doing.   When we went in there, the room was empty save for Fred who was sitting up in the cot and reading what appeared to be a sports magazine of some sort.   "Good morning, Fred, how are you feeling?" I asked.   He smiled at us. "Good morning, Luna, Alpha. I'm feeling pretty good. Definitely better than yesterday. And I have you to thank for it. Harper told me about that drug you helped 'em find. I'm feeling the way I am because of it."   I gave him a genuine smile of my own in return. "Oh, I did what I could to help. Even though we weren't sure if it would be any good, we still tried. And speaking of Harper, where is she? And the bigger question is, how did you even convinc

Ivy's POV   After Chris left to go for his meeting, I decided to go downstairs to the infirmary to check up on how Harper and Fred were doing. I knew they wanted some alone time but I couldn't help but worry. Promising myself that I would only pop in for a quick visit and not disturb them any longer, I opened the door and walked inside.    "Hey," I said, waving rather awkwardly at the pair, not knowing what else to say.    Harper gave me a small, barely there, exhausted smile. "Hey, Ivy."   "How are you feeling, Fred?"   "Not well," Fred admitted, grimacing a little as he shifted. The man seemed to have shrunk to half his size within a few hours.   I nodded in understanding. The chemical must have been wearing off by now. "So, uh, have you guys decided on what to do next?"    "Yeah," Harper said, looking at Fred. &n

  Ivy's POV   When I woke up, I felt groggy, too weak to do anything. It was the same feeling I'd had when I had been injected with that drug-herb concoction when that huge man had tried to attack me in our room. My brain felt too fogged up to think or do anything at all. I groaned a little, trying to open my eyes. Even an act as simple as that took herculean effort on my part.   Once I had managed to pry my eyes open, I let my eyes adjust to the dim light wherever I was. A quick glance upward told me that the only light in the room was coming from a small bulb hanging overhead.    Groaning again, I moved my eyes around, realising that I was sitting on a chair. No, I was actually tied to a chair and a metallic one at that if I wasn't mistaken. I knew without having to try that my entire body had been paralysed just like before, including my tongue and head. I couldn't speak no matter how much I tried to

  Ivy's POV   Whatever they had injected me with seemed pretty strong this time around. A few hours in, I could speak almost normally but I couldn't do any magic or move even a single muscle. It was as frustrating as it was scary. I didn't know what these people, whoever they were, had planned for me. They could end me once and for all for all I knew. Given the state I was in, I wouldn't be able to do anything. Or they could keep me imprisoned in here forever like Evan. Neither possibility seemed particularly appealing to me.    I sighed to myself, feeling completely useless. This drug, whatever they had given me didn't seem like it was going to wear off any time soon. And no one had come in after that one time even though I'd shouted myself hoarse at least three times already.   I wondered what Chris would be doing. Probably going crazy trying to find me. And Fred, was he dead already? I'd been here at