All Chapters of Second Chanced Mates: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Queen Krisdana's POVI had accepted my condition, accepted that the inability to walk again or move was my fate.My children had done their best, they were doing their best, Arielle was doing her best so was Camille and her endless potions which had seemed to help me move my head, and - that was all. It was enough considering the fact that I went from dying to this.My voice still hadn't returned, I had lost all hope on it as well. So did everyone else. And, honestly, I wasn't even sure that there was anything left in my mind. The pain in my legs kept me up most of the day, aching, throbbing, sometimes burning. I slept most of the time, sometimes I too tired to even eat properly but Arielle and Penelope made sure of that.They didn’t mind helping me around with my wheelchair.It was late and I was supposed to be asleep yet my eyes refused to close. The house was quiet save for an owl that was perched outside, watching its prey and the wind that stirred the tree branches. It was so qu

Queen Krisdana's POV“Mother? Fenris? What are you doing here?” Penelope asked, from her direction, she seemed to be coming from Arielle’s room.I saw the young man's character change immediately , his face turned into a fake smile and there was fake enthusiasm around him.“I noticed you weren't feeling too well at the dance and I came back to check on you. But then I found out that you're not in, so... I was just gonna go now and I found the Queen in the hallway and decided to help her to her room” The way the lies flew from his lips with ease told me that he had been doing this for a long time.Penelope footsteps got closer to us and I was yelling on the inside begging her not to come closer, to run for her life, to run from Fenris .The girl stopped when she got to us “I'm sorry about this evening? I need to come home. We can talk tomorrow” She smiled.Then she turned to me, her green eyes were calculating trying to understand something, and my eyes kept darting around and returned

Arielle’s POVWhen Scar and I got back home that evening, we made love until dawn in his room. By the time our bodies were sated, my head was spinning. The sex had taken all of the oxygen out of me, making it hard for me to think straight. In fact, it felt like something was trying to claw its way out from the base of my skull.But all that was soon forgotten when I was tugged into the comfort of his arms as he fell asleep next to me. Even though it was a Friday night, my body still craved the feel of him next to me every morning. My hand slipped down over my belly to the little bundle that was beginning to poke at me with a tiny fist. I was almost due, almost.It wouldn’t be long now before we would have a child, one that was just as precious to both of us, as Scar. I couldn't wait for it.The next day my things were moved to the Scar’s room and I couldn't stop the excitement I felt, happiness flowed through my veins dancing and twitching like it belonged there and even if we liked

Arielle’s POV The throbbing in my head woke me up, as if someone had slapped me across the face. The lights were so bright that I winced from where I was laying on the ground and tried to raise my hand to shield them. As soon as the light hit my closed eyelids, I knew the headache hadn’t just woken me up. It was starting again already. I tried not to breathe in too deeply or move. In the last few days of my pregnancy I had discovered that moving made me feel more nauseous. That, combined with this migraine made the nausea feel worse than the pain. I kept my eyes firmly closed. After a while, I opened them and tried to adjust them to the unfamiliar environment in front of me. Where was I? Where was Scar? As I tried to move, that sharp pain ran through my head again , forcing me back into a fetal position. This time I stayed still for several minutes, waiting to regain control over my body. When I felt steady enough, I carefully crawled up on my knees and then stood, swaying slight

Scar’s POV I couldn't stay at the meeting with the constant blaring in my head, my wolf told me there was trouble, a big one, and that it was only natural for me to go check it out. If something was wrong at home, Arielle would have called me right? Someone would have called me yet, my heart didn't stop feeling like I'd been kicked by a mule. Something bad was going down. I couldn't continue with the meeting, so I took my leave. When I got home, everything looked normal on the outside, the guards looked in place and their scent remained strong in the air. I couldn't smell Arielle. I ran inside and still couldn't smell her but as I made my way through the hallway, there was Penelope, she was on the ground and coughing violently , as if someone had choked her or she had just bitten someone's arm off. The other guards tried to get her up, but it was no use. Her eyes rolled back and when her body went limp I ran to her, grabbed her and put her on my lap. She groaned softly and stirr