Semua Bab Mate : Bab 11 - Bab 20

~Jane~Not long after I drifted off in Nathan's arms, voices began to echo faintly around me. Muffled, distant- like they were underwater. They were speaking to Nathan, that much I could tell, but I couldn't make out the words. I tried to stir, to open my eyes, desperate to know who they were, but my body felt unbearably heavy, like it was being held down by invisible chains. My limbs refused to obey. My eyes remained shut. Then the darkness came. Thick and unrelenting, it wrapped around me like a shroud. I felt it dragging me deeper, away from reality, away from him. Panic bloomed in my chest. I needed to wake up. I needed to see Nathan's face again. To feel his arms around me. But no matter how hard I fought, my body remained still, trapped in the endless void. I cried out in my mind. "Please, Nathan. Help me..." Nothing. Only the echo of the own voice, swallowed by the darkness. Then-softly-another voice answered, calm and familiar. "Jane, you don't need to be afraid." I fro

~Jane~Where am I? My heart was pounding in my chest as I spun around, the forest spinning with me. Shadows loomed, cold wind curling around my limbs like vines. I knew this place. These trees. This fear. No. No, no, noI was back in the woods. Why? Why was I here again? I thought this nightmare was over. Then I heard him. "You won't get away from me, Jane Foster." Zander's voice echoed through the tree, deep and venomous. I froze. My lungs stopped working. Every part of me wanted to deny what I'd just heard- but I knew that voice, I knew that darkness. My legs moved before my mind could catch up. I ran. Branches whipped across my skin, sharp and biting. The woods blurred around me as I pushed forward, trying to outrun the voice, the memories, the terror curling inside my chest. "Nathan!" I screamed. "Help me!" I didn't even know if he could hear me. I didn't care. I needed him. I needed his strength, his arms, his voice, reminding me that I was safe. "He can't save you," Za

~Jane~ Sunlight poured softly through the bedroom window, waking me up. I blinked, disoriented, and immediately felt the ache of his absence. Sitting up, I pulled the sheets aside and swung my feet onto the floor. Where was Nathan? I slid out of bed and made my way to the door; my pulse quickened. I reached for the knob- and paused. A figure stood in the hallway, just beyond the frame. "Good morning, Jane Foster," said a man with kind brown eyes and a gentle tone. I stopped, uncertain. "Hello." His presence was soothing, but I felt a pang of confusion. How did he know my name? "My name is Jay," he said. "I'm Nathan's Beta. He asked me to check on you- and to apologize for leaving before you woke." I exhaled. "Where did he go?" "He stepped out for an important meeting with the Alpha," Jay explained. "He'll be back as soon as he can." "I... can I see him?" Jay shook his head. "I'm sorry- it won't be possible right now." I nodded, understanding but restless. The pull in my ches

~Jane~We headed back over to the elevator and waited for the doors to open. As soon as they did, Nathan and I stepped inside together. Jay, Zachary, and Seth didn't join us in the elevator. It was as if they already knew- this moment belonged to us. The doors slid shut with a quiet hiss, and the elevator began its descent. Silence filled the small space, but it wasn't empty. That familiar tension from before began to thrum between us, subtle but undeniable. My heart picked up pace, echoing in my ears, the proximity of Nathan causing a flash to bloom under my skin. It was crazy- the effect he had on me. Every time I was near him, my body reacted before my mind could catch up. Nothing about this connection made logical sense, and yet, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. When I was beside him, it was as though I'd finally found where I belonged. Like my soul had been waiting for him. I glanced up at Nathan. He stared straight ahead, his expression unreadable, but I notic

~Nathan~"Jane," I said softly, trying to wake her from her nap. After a few seconds, her eyes fluttered open and met mine. Even half-asleep, she was breathtaking. Peaceful. I almost hated disturbing her, but I couldn't ignore my father's request. "Is something wrong, Nathan?" she asked, her voice husky with sleep. "No," I said with a soft smile. "Everything's fine. But my father would like to speak with you, if that's okay?" She nodded, rising slowly from the bed. I offered my hand, and she took it. "Why does he want to talk to me?" she asked. "I'm not sure," I admitted. "He just asked if you'd be willing to speak with him." We walked downstairs together, hand in hand. As we entered, I saw my father sitting behind his desk, waiting. His eyes lifted to meet Jane's, and a kind smile touched his lips. "Come in, Miss Foster. I'm sure Nathan told you I'd like a word." "Yes, sir," she said politely. "If it's okay, I'd like to stay with Jane," I said. My father nodded. "That's fin