Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Bullied Mate: Kabanata 201 - Kabanata 210

Mirage's P.O.V My eyes fluttered open to the familiar ceiling of my room back at the packhouse of the Ocean Runners pack. However, it took me a second to realize that it wasn't the ceiling to the room that I shared with Alex…but the room that I had been staying at before…when I had first arrived at the pack. But before the sinking feeling could settle in my stomach, a face appeared in my vision that had my eyes widening with shock as my memories of recent times returned with a vengeance. "Maze!" "Finally, sissy!" She gave me a big smile. "I was getting tired of waiting for you to wake up!" And with that, she literally pounced on top of me, engulfing me in her arms and swamp me in the familiar scent of her body. I wrapped my arms around her just as tightly; holding on to her just like she was holding on to me. At Alistair's place, there had been hardly any time for us to actually interact with each other, but now, w

Mirage's P.O.V The man that stepped out of the van in front of the packhouse…didn't look like my father anymore. I remembered a man with light brown hair, fair skin and sparkling amethyst eyes and lips that were always smiling. He used to glow with a certain light, as if he truly was some kind of a fairy…a fairy of joy and happiness and love. But this man…he had dark, matted hair that was cut short plastered to his skull. His eyes were sunken in and his lips were pressed together into a thin line. His skin was ashy and the glow I once knew was all but gone. Moreover, he was now bent at the waist and almost less than half his weight. It was as if those monsters had sucked him dry over and over, making him survive on the bare minimum just so he could once again produce more blood for them. The names of those who had our father hadn't been disclosed by the Queen, but Maze's mate feared that whoever it was that had him, was very close to the Queen, if not someone fr

Sarah's P.O.V I don't know why Mirage and Freya kept giving me nervous looks, but I wasn't the least bit nervous about my own wedding. Honestly, I had thought I would be more than a little nervous. In fact, I had prepared myself to go all Bridezilla on my bridesmaids and probably be nit-picky about everything as well. But now that the day had finally arrived for the Mating Ceremony…I was oddly calm about everything. And why shouldn't I be? I was already mated to my would-be Alpha mate, Darcia and I could hear his feelings for me loud and clear inside my mind. He loved and treasured me just as much as I did him. I had a wonderful mate, a beautiful family and a wonderful life planned ahead of me amongst my friends and family. Being the Luna had never been my priority, but it had been an added bonus that my mate had turned out to have Alpha blood and that made my parents, who had wanted to force me onto Cameron before he found his mate, immensely happy. What else c

Mirage's P.O.V Alex took my hand and urged me away from the crowd. Freya's wedding had just concluded and the party was in full swing. The new bride and groom were dancing their second dance alone on the dance floor and since Freya's biological father was no longer in the picture, Alpha Charles was going to be the one to dance with her next. It was a beautiful moment and I didn't want to miss it, but apparently, Alex had other plans. He began dragging me away only went the dance was half-way done. "What?" I frowned at him, puffing up my cheeks in disappointment. "I really wanted to dance with you next…" "I have a better place for us to dance at." He gave me a cheeky smile and began dragging me away from the crowd and to a deserted area of the beach, away from all the celebration. "Where are we going?" I asked impatiently, thankful that my dress went only to my knees. If it had been to my ankles, it would be col

Lilac's P.O.V: "She's a fucking child, Luca!" The sudden roar of a sound startled me into consciousness, making my heart thrash against my ribcage at an alarming rate. Where was I? What was going on? I felt too weak to get up; my hands and legs felt like they were made out of lead. My head my throbbing in pain and I couldn't feel my legs from the waist down. It made the fear in my chest grow even stronger, especially when I heard even more shouting. "You said she was your mate, didn't you? Why does it matter how old she is? Do you even realize how incredibly lucky you are to have even found her?" "I can't believe you're saying this! Did you even look at her?" The words stung, even though I didn't know who it was that spoke them. I was lying in a completely white room, on a large hospital bed hooked to several monitors. With the curtains drawn all around the room, I couldn't tell if it was day or night or if I