Lahat ng Kabanata ng New Blood: Kabanata 201 - Kabanata 210

Thoughts flood my mind like a tidal wave.Keagen, Noah, and Sophie’s first day at school…Their first kisses…Starting big school…Keagen meeting her mate…All the birthdays I’ll miss…The hugs I won’t give after nightmares…The way they make me laugh with their wild, spunky little personalities…Watching them graduate…One of them becoming Alpha… another becoming Luna…Their wedding days…The list spirals endlessly—until one thought slams into me so hard it jolts me back into the present.And I laugh.Loud, unfiltered laughter bursts from my chest, raw and unexpected. Relief washes through me, so pure it makes my body tremble. The room falls still. Every gaze snaps to me, wide-eyed and confused, like I’ve lost my mind.I look at them—my family, my reason for everything—and grin. “I’m not going anywhere, my loves.”Their faces don’t change. Furrowed brows. Confusion. Caution.Drake gently pulls back to search my face, suspicion etched into every line. “What do you mean? How do you kno

After the meeting, I slipped away with Drake. My hands were still trembling from the idea of my own heartbeat stopping. His, too, if something went wrong. And our kids… I couldn’t think about that.Drake followed me into our room silently, like a shadow. When I turned to say something, he closed the distance and kissed me—hard.It wasn’t passion. It was desperation. It was a prayer in the form of touch.He didn’t undress me gently this time. His hands were quick, reverent and rushed, needing to feel me, see me, claim me before the next wave of chaos crashed over us.We stumbled into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind us. I turned on the shower, too wired to wait. Steam filled the space instantly as Drake pressed me against the wall, mouth hot and demanding on my throat.I moaned, clutching his shoulders as he lifted me, pinning me to the cold tile. He entered me in a single, raw thrust. My breath hitched, and my hands dug into his back.This wasn’t slow or sweet. This was surv

Baylee’s POVMy chest ached from the thunderous pounding of my heart. I knew everything would work out—but the fear still clawed at me. The image of my parents lying dead in my vision haunted me, resurfacing every time I closed my eyes.And yet, beneath the fear, there was something else—excitement. This nightmare was finally nearing its end. My people needed peace. They needed time to grieve, to heal from the loss of those who gave their lives to protect me and my fated mate. They began fighting for us, but in the end, they died fighting for everyone they loved. Now it was my turn to protect them.Curled on Caden’s knee, I gazed out at the surrounding forest, sensing his anxiety flickering through our bond. The only thing keeping him grounded was our skin touching. It wasn’t like the mate bond—it was something more.Instead of sparks or tingles, it was like bubbles of blood beneath the skin, glowing warm where we touched—sedating us, grounding us, shielding us from the chaos of the w

Caden’s POV The drive was silent. It took well over an hour to arrive. When we finally did, they shoved us into a private elevator and sent us straight to the top floor. The doors slid open with a ding, revealing a space crawling with rogues—and a handful of humans among them.They all stopped to stare.I kept Baylee tight in my arms. She buried her face in the crook of my neck. She was scared. And that terrified me more than anything.Not one of them looked remorseful. They didn’t care that I held a trembling child. They didn’t care they planned to torture us. Monsters—each and every one of them. And when this was over, I’d come back and make sure every single bastard who helped hurt my Baylee paid for it.“Security is out,” Ben linked.I didn’t react out loud, but his voice sent a bolt of relief through me.“Phone lines and cell service cut,” Matt added just as a sharply dressed rogue yanked me forward, dragging me across the floor. Two female rogues sat behind desks outside a larg

I watch in stunned awe as Matt tells Emma exactly what he thinks of her. When they all arrived home, Fiona and I were already waiting, ready to fill them in on everything that had happened. Matt didn’t even blink when we told him Craig left with her. I can feel Drake’s barely restrained urge to kill her and be done with it—but deep down, I know Sam will have questions one day. And I don’t want to be the one to tell him we killed his biological mother… no matter how justified it would be.But before I can drift too far into that thought, I’m yanked back to the present by Emma’s piercing scream—Matt plants a big, unapologetic kiss on Ben’s lips. Fiona cringes in the corner, visibly pained, but she wanted Matt to have his moment—even if it meant watching him kiss someone else.He pulls away, his eyes flicking to Fiona, and he mouths sorry with a soft look.“You BASTARD! You’re with THEM now?!” Emma screeches, her voice like nails on glass. My ears throb from the shrillness.Fiona smirks,