All Chapters of Alpha Killian's Human Mate: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

KILLIAN’S POV “Erika is totally fine, there’s nothing wrong with her.” I recounted the words I told my uncle as I headed back to my house. Passing through the front door, I stumbled into some cobwebs hanging down from the top of the door. “Aargh!” I groaned angrily, “Where did these cobwebs come from!?” Lerah was nearby, mopping the corridor that led to her room. She rushed out when she heard me groan. “I’m so sorry, alpha Killian, I never knew there were cobwebs there,” she said. “I’ve told you time without number, I always loved my mansion sparkling clean. And if the task of cleaning it is too much for you to do all by yourself, I can employ other betas to help with the cleaning,” I said. I couldn’t even understand why I had to tell her that. My mansion was big and needed as many hands as possible in order to clean it. But she chose to do everything by herself, and I just let her go ahead with that as if she had the final say. “By the way, I can’t seem to sense Erika’s presen

ERIKA’S POV “Sandra?!” I called out as I arrived at the quiet temple. “Are you here?! I have good news for you!” “What is it?” A cold voice suddenly came from behind me. I shivered. I turned around to see Sandra with a thick-covered book clutched against her chest. “Hey,” I nervously spoke. “What are you doing here?” She asked me. “C’mon, it’s no crime for me to be here. Is it?” “You called my name. What do you want?” She said. I sighed listlessly, “Alpha Killian has approved of your journey to the potter’s village.” She almost jumped in excitement but she strongly held it back. But it was clearly written on her face that she liked the news I told her. “Also, I’ll be going with you, Sandra,” I smiled. “Erika, I’m so grateful for that,” her mood went light, “Thank you so much.” “Anytime,” I smiled, “And by the way, we’ll be leaving tomorrow by train.” “The new transport system?” “Yes. It has started functioning.” “Alright. I’ll be ready as early as possible,” she promise

KILLIAN’S POV I kicked a can of soda I saw on the floor so hard that I felt a slight pain at the tip of my toes. But that pain wouldn't hurt as much as the one which would come if anything happened to Erika. With my squeezed fists behind my back, I frantically paced from one corner to the other. “What is taking them the whole day to return?” I thundered. “That’s why I keep saying that the supernatural world should adopt as much technology as possible, but these other myopic-minded alphas do not get it. Never!” “Take it easy, Killian, they’ll surely return,” Ciro said to me, “let’s wait a bit longer.” “We’ve waited for more than five hours now," I blared. This normal attitude of him being relaxed even at desperate times like this was something I wasn't buying now. To hell with being calm and speculative. "In short, I’m done waiting,” I furiously announced. Pointing at Trevor, “Get my car, we’re heading out to the potter’s village!” I moved off with Trevor, while Ciro stayed back.

ERIKA’S POV My heart raced fast, my feet trembling as they dragged me through the woods. I almost fell down a couple of times, but their grip was too strong to let go. The only thing I could feel was hefty arms tugging me around. In the darkness of the sack material that was used to cover my face, I struggled to breathe. Transform. Runaway. All possible escape options I had beckoned on me to try them out. But before I could try to shift, I felt a hand tying something on my ankles. Feeling it carefully, it didn't happen to be a cuff, but rather an anklet on each ankle. “This won’t let her transform,” I heard a female voice speak. Shit! It was too late for me now. I tried to shift, but it felt like Veletta had been tied down. I tried again, adding more struggle, but it felt like I was only hurting my wolf. “Shit!” I groaned. “C’mon, stay calm baby girl,” I heard a voice whisper from behind me. But following that whisper was a heavy thwack on my nape that brought me to my knees.

KILLIAN’S POV Smoke! The whole staircase was fuming up. Judging from the direction in which the smoke was coming out, the source was upstairs. I scooted up the stairs, moving past the thick cloud of smoke. But just then, I noticed it wasn’t actually smoke as it wasn’t choking my nostrils. From the way it felt on my skin, it was steam. But what could be producing this much steam? What was happening? Immediately I got past the cloud of steam and got some field of vision, I saw the door of Erika’s room partly open, and all the steam flying out from there. Shit! I ran at full tilt to cover the short distance between her room and the corridor. I swung the door fully open, and luckily for me, the smoke wasn’t as thick in there as it was outside. “Erika!” I called out her name. “Erika!” But no response came from her. Instead, I heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. She was there, no doubt! Quickly, I ran into the bathroom and met Erika with her hands dipped into the sink