All Chapters of My Royal Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Morgan’s POV: Ten minutes had passed, and I didn't see one damn little improvement in Kayla.Nothing.Her temperature remained dangerously high. Her blood pressure was unstable, her pulse was weak, and her breathing was shallow enough that every rise of her chest had my eyes following it.Come on.Give me something.Anything.I looked at the monitor again as if staring at the numbers long enough would somehow force them to change.They didn't.I couldn't deny that fear was beginning to invade my heart. Not enough to make my hands shake or interfere with my judgment, but enough for me to feel it sitting heavily in the pit of my stomach.And Kira wasn't helping.My wolf had been strangely quiet ever since Kayla's brother brought the snake into the hospital. The moment she'd seen it, she'd recoiled inside me.Kira didn't get scared easily.Actually, I wasn't sure I'd ever felt her genuinely afraid before.That alone was enough to make me go back and inspect the dead snake again.I appro

Morgan’s POV: I walked into Lily's Diner more than an hour late.Allison was already on her second banana milkshake.Oops.Fortunately, the place was unusually quiet. There were only a handful of patrons scattered throughout the booths, and Tina, one of the waitresses, seemed to have everything under control.Lily had apparently been keeping Allison company while she waited for my tardy ass.Thank Goddess for that.Allison gets like one of those Snickers commercials when she's hungry and somebody makes her wait too long.And judging by the nearly empty glass sitting in front of her, milkshake number three wasn't too far away.Technically, though, she couldn't be mad at me.I had been saving someone's life.Literally.Plus, she was dying to know what had happened between King Damian, Ryan, and me.So really, she should've been grateful I'd shown up at all.“Sorry I'm late, Luna,” I said playfully as I approached the table with a smile.Allison slowly looked up from her milkshake.“Oh,

Morgan’s POV: Have you ever done something you regretted, only to realize it was too late to undo it?Well, welcome to my fucking life.Never in a million years would I have imagined myself in this situation.Why had I even considered becoming Ryan's girlfriend when I knew I wasn't ready for a fully committed relationship?Somewhere deep inside, I'd known I wasn't ready for what Ryan wanted from me.And yet I'd said yes anyway.Now I was standing in the center of a storm I'd helped create, trying to figure out how the hell to get out of it without destroying everyone around me.“You have to tell Alex,” Lily said.Her voice shook slightly.I looked at her.“I wasn't going to. I thought I could fix this on my own, but Ryan isn't giving me much of a choice anymore.”Just thinking about telling Alex made my stomach tighten.My brother was ridiculously overprotective of me.And Ryan wasn't some random wolf.They were friends.Good friends.Years of friendship could disappear the second Al

Morgan’s POV: ****** SEXUAL VIOLENCE WARNING ******I had no idea how long I'd been unconscious.The first time I managed to crack my eyes open, I could tell I was in the back of a moving car.That was about all my brain could process.My body felt numb.Not asleep.Not relaxed.Numb.My hands were tied behind my back, and something rough dug into my wrists. My ankles were bound too. I tried moving my fingers, but they barely responded.Fuck.My circulation was compromised.My head rolled against the seat.Nausea churned violently in my stomach, and a strange tingling sensation lingered at the tip of my tongue.Think, Morgan.Think.The first thing I tried to do was reach Kira.“Kira?”Nothing.My heart stumbled.“Kira?”Silence.I couldn't feel her.Not faintly.Not sleeping somewhere in the back of my consciousness.Nothing.Panic punched through the drug-induced fog.I tried linking Alex.Nothing.Usher.Nothing.Damian—Nothing.My mind-link wasn't working.As a doctor, I forced

Damian’s POV: I reached Morgan's house and practically slammed my finger against the fucking doorbell.Once.Twice.Again.“Morgan!”Nothing.I rang it again.“Morgan!”No footsteps.No movement inside.No beautiful blonde opening the door with sleepy blue eyes, wondering why the fuck I'd come back after barely leaving her.Nothing.My legs threatened to give out beneath me.My heart pounded so violently that I could hear it inside my ears, each beat as loud as a fucking old drum.Meanwhile, Bruce was trying to crawl his way out of me.The savage beast wanted control.“KIRA!”His roar rattled my skull.“KIRA!”Nothing.“Thomas, try the back door.”I rang the bell two more times before grabbing the doorknob.Locked.“Fuck.”I twisted it harder anyway.Then something else registered.The lights.Every fucking light was off.Even the front porch lights.My stomach dropped.They'd been on when I left.I remembered standing beneath them while kissing Morgan goodnight.Remembered looking b