Todos los capítulos de The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate .Chapter 61: An Alpha’s Command .As Mattel drove back to the hotel from the airport, he mused that the lack of knowledge was honestly perhaps the worst thing about it. Generally werewolves never liked to think about their own death. Nobody likes to. Death is not a thing that happens to us, it is something we see happen to others, it is an unfortunate day for some poor kid in a third world country who happened to be in the wrong spot at the wrong time as the bomb exploded. But us? Well we’re going to live forever. Living in the midst of a death sentence was almost like staring into the barrel of a Glock and hoping there was no bullet down the end of that long dark chamber.And then Mattel wouldn’t let himself think about it anymore, because morbid thoughts weren’t helping… anyone?Mostly, Mattel was just hoping that Regina was alive. He thought he would feel it if she had died, but with all the weird things that were happening with the bond; for exa

The Alpha’s Runaway Mate .Chapter 63: does it ever end?.Mattel was standing, drenched in rain, by the side of the some side road in Brazil. He stood under a canopy of endless trees and endless green. The rain falling blurred all the shapes and sounds around them, the cold seeped into everyone’s bones. The white jeep they had been riding was stalled on the road, tire slowly deflating, sizzling from the lost oxygen.One of the OCS agents was slowly removing the deflated tire and enduring Mattel’s angry glares.“Can we go any faster?” He growled at the beta.“I’m trying to go as fast as I can, sir” the nervous beta replied, “but if I don’t do it right then the tire could fall off the car and we only have one spare tire” the man explained.“Did I ask you for excuses, you whiny maggot? Shut up and get the tire on,” Mattel ordered.The beta flinched, and lowered his gaze, “Yes, sir”Boyd had let all of Mattel’s complaints go in silence, but even though he was a beta, he was no push

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 65: Bringing her back .*EASTERN PLAINS* The door creaked softly as Prince Damien stepped into the dimly lit bedroom, the weight of the kingdom's troubles heavy on his shoulders. His wife, Jana, sat by the window, her features etched with worry as she gazed out into the moonlit night."Mattel says he's closer to finding Regina," Damien announced quietly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "But I fear it may be too late."Jana scoffed softly, her gaze flickering towards her husband with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. “Closer to finding her?" she echoed, her voice laced with incredulity. "He's had weeks to track her down, and he's only now making progress?"Damien sighed, running a hand through his hair as he crossed the room to stand beside his wife. "It's not as simple as that, Jana," he replied, his tone weary. "You know as well as I do how difficult it is to navigate the intricacies of Mattel's mind."But Jana shook her head, her

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate . Chapter 67: her decision . As the sun dipped low on the horizon, painting the eastern plains in hues of orange and gold, Mattel arrived with his cousin in tow, the vast expanse of grassland stretching out before them like a sea of undulating waves. The air was crisp and cool, a gentle breeze rustling through the tall grasses as they made their way towards Damien and Jana, who were waiting for them at the edge of the clearing."Finally decided to show up, huh?" Damien quipped, a hint of irritation evident in his voice as he crossed his arms over his chest.Mattel offered a sheepish smile in response, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Sorry I’m late," he apologized, his tone contrite. "I ran into some unexpected delays on the way here."His best friend lost the frown and went over and nudged him playfully in the ribs, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Translation: Mattel got lost again," he teased, earning a chuckle from Mattel.Jana stepped f

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate .Chapter 69: leaving again? .The Eastern Plains envoys arrive in a grand, stately procession, befitting of the honored and revered name of the great bloodline of their namesake. That goes to say, it is a much, much larger party that arrives that afternoon, than the paltry three carriages that had accompanied Regina on her trip back here.The horses are bedecked in the golden crest of their house, glimmering in the late sun, pulling a series of nearly ten carriages with them. Flanking each stately carriage is a small cluster of guards, they, too, bearing the noble insignia of the Eastern Kingdom, their swords gleaming proudly with every trotted step. And in the center of the entire group, a massive, portly carriage catches the eye - of polished white and gilded in gold, accented with royal burgundy curtains and golden tassels; all around the top is a series of pointed, golden fixtures, creating an appearance not unlike a crown.As the party nears the