All Chapters of My True Mate: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The wolf shifter is taken to the infirmary, a difficult feat considering the raging snowstorm. However, he had managed to trip some alarms when entering the territory so help had arrived pretty quickly.“Who is he?” I ask, leaning against the wall outside the infirmary.Ezekiel who had just walked out looks troubled, “An old friend. And old pack mate.”I hear the clicking sound of shoes and then another man enters the waiting room and I nearly jolt in recognition.He’s the same man who had approached Sarah in the forest. The one she had smiled for. Up close, I see that he is a handsome man with a gentle face.“Any update, Peter?” Ezekiel asks.“Your wolves tracked him all to the border and past it. I’ve sent a few of them to follow the trail but most of his injuries are old. A few days old. His healing was slow though.”“Poison,” Comes a heavy voice from behind us and I look over to see a female healer standing there. “His injuries are grave but he’s regained c

“What was what?” I ask her, my tone a little light, this airy feeling of delight inside of me to have her talking to me.I can see the look of frustration in her eyes, “That little show that you put on inside. You had no reason to threaten Peter!”The slight happiness inside of me suddenly fades at her words.I stare at her for a few seconds, questions on the tip of my tongue, questions which will no doubt hurt my feelings. But I can’t help myself.My smile is small and bitter, “So, it was that easy for you to find yourself another man?”My words are sharp and I can see that I’ve touched a nerve with her but I remember that quiet smile she had given Peter and my heart aches. She opens her mouth and I take a step back, “I should go. Sorry about that.”My tone is a little more subdued but my heart is hurting too much. I feel like a fool, a lovesick puppy who had been hoping for …. Hoping for what exactly?My steps are hurried as I try to walk away from her and in my

“I did ask her,” I say, slowly. “I asked her once before and I asked her this time.”Ezekiel freezes at my words, “What?”“I begged her,” I say, hollowly. “But she refused. She said she didn’t blame me for anything but she has no more desire to try anymore.”My gaze lifts to meet his and I feel weariness deep inside me, “You think I don’t want to just take her back with me? Despite everything I’ve done to that woman, you think I still don’t want to be selfish enough to drag her back and fix things? You say I’m playing the martyr and a coward but I don’t want to take any step which will cause any further damage to Sarah. I’ve caused her enough. If you were in my position, you would do the same. She has to choose me herself this time. She has to forgive me herself. All the groveling int he world or forcing her isn’t going to make a difference till she is ready to forgive me. And I don’t think she is.”Ezekiel is silent, “So, you’re going to just watch her choose another man t

I’ve seen a motorbike only once in my life. It was a bar in a town I had once hunted down a rogue wolf shifter too.The machine had been a work of art, all sleek lines, emitting a sound that was like a fierce roar and a purr. I had admired it from afar but things like jeeps and motorbikes are not human technology that shifters ever embraced, partly because as Sarah had revealed during one of her meetings where she enforced change in the pack, the more we embraced technology, the more dangerous we would have become to the organization that is hunting us down.So we were deliberately kept in the dark ages by the moles planted in our packs.“What is that thing?” Peter asks, doubtfully.I don’t even bother to reply, walking over and running my hands over the machine, a little excited, “Where did you get this?”“I ordered a few from one of the bigger cities,” Sarah replies, quietly, after a brief hesitation.“How did you-?”I’m so excited about it that I lift my gaz

Before the conversation can progress much further, I hear the sounds of the soldiers returning.Along with them are Sarah’s wolves who pad over to her and rub against her in lazy motions as if in greeting. Two of them wander over and give my face a few licks before settling down at my feet. I see Sarah look in my direction and for a moment, I feel as if her face has softened when’s he sees Kayla holding on to me. But when I blink, she’s already looking away.A trick of the mind, I assure myself.Kayla pets one of the wolves and I ask, idly, “What happened to that wolf pup that you used to carry around?”She blinks before letting out a childish laugh, “He was a she. She mated with one of Sarah’s wolves and has a lot of pups of her own. She brings them to all the time in my room.”I give her a blank look, before saying softly, “Time really has flown by quickly.”“Yeah,” She snuggles into my side and I give her a fake scowl.“I’m not your personal heater, you know