Semua Bab Mate? Or Die!: Bab 191 - Bab 200

Ardan PoVSeventeen years. It has been seventeen years of struggle and longing for Serena to regain consciousness. I waited for her, did not lose faith. But in recent days, something inside me changed. The council elders had been clear: Being too concerned of Serena and our family, I was putting the pack at risk. They thought that my leadership had diminished, that I was no longer an Alpha but someone whose wife has just died.And maybe they were right. I had taken a decision which is very painful for any mate – to shut the door on my heart. In my mind, I knew and forced myself to believe that Serena would never wake up from such a state. That was the only option I had because I could not continue with my life the way it was before. Yet that decision had established a barrier between me and my daughter, Evelyn.One day, I stood, observing the hunters as they came back. As I looked into the eyes of each hunter I managed to greet them with a nod; the last one in line was Marcus.At twen

Ardan’s PoVThe days after paternity spell left me a wreck. To believe that Evelyn, was not my real daughter. Deep down I knew she wouldn’t be but now that I actually knew the truth and felt like a big mess, I despised myself for this feeling. She was still my daughter, still Serena’s child— our child in every way that one can imagine. However, every time I glanced at her, all I could see was the shadow of Caden teasing me from the other world.I distanced myself from her, angered and guilty. My duties as Alpha did help in distracting me from the torment, yet the moment I was done working, the torment started again. Evelyn noticed. How could she not? She always had those perceptive looks that did not leave anything unnoticed.It did not take her much time before she got the chance to approach and pull me aside to the common area of the pack house.“Dad,” she started firmly, “why have you been avoiding me?“I attempted to dismiss her complaints using the alibi of being bogged down with

Ardan’s PoVThe situation in the camp had been tense for some time. It began with word battles—a few barbs exchanged between my pack and Joachim’s rogues in passing—though recently, things had turned physical. Today, I found myself in the middle of the training grounds, clapping my hands to restore order after another fight.“This is exactly the kind of attitude that we don’t want around here! You’re all children!” I boomed, making my voice heard above all the ruckus. “We are supposed to be on the same side, are we not? How can this be happening?”The two fighters angrily retreated, cursing under their breath.“Ardan,” a voice whispered. It was low and commanding. I looked round to see Josephine coming nearer and her aura demanded respect at first sight. “Let me handle this.”She stood between the two groups and her words were deliberately chosen and diplomatic. &ld

Ardan PoVThe day started with Draven standing at my door with his face as hard as stone. In his hand, he held a tiny, black book that contained his riddles and diagrams. I gestured towards the door, signalling him to come inside.“You look like hell,” I said sadly, pointing at the chair on the other side of the desk.“I’ve been having visions again,” he stated uncomfortably. The gravity of the situation was evident in his tone. “It’s about the relic.”I tensed. “The one that came with the magic that was tied to Gloria?”He nodded. “Yes. But it is even more dangerous than one could have thought. I think it could bring her soul back to life if it were left with no restraint. But if Evelyn—or Serena comes in contact with it…” he stopped as he contemplated over his next words.I leaned forward. “We destroy it. Whatever it takes.”Draven groaned audibly, massaging his temples with his fingers. “It’s not that simple. If a person decides to destroy it, he or she stands the risk of unleashin

Evelyn’s PoVSomething weird was going on. I woke up on the bed, breathing in short, rapid gasps and my heart beating fast. Initially, I assumed that it was just another dream and then, I heard something.A voice.“Evelyn…” it said again.Holding my blanket firmly, I looked around the room and felt a cold sweat running down my spine. That’s when I saw her. A woman’s spirit appeared at a corner.“You are a threat to them,” she declared calmly. “Unstable. Dangerous.”“Don’t get any closer,” I whispered with a quivering voice.She smiled at her adversary, turning her head slightly. “Oh, but I’m not your enemy, Evelyn. You have no one who understands you as much as I do. I am the only one who sees your potential. Against any of them, you are stronger than they can ever know. Even stronger than your own mother.”I covered my ears with my palms. “Stop it! Leave me alone!”“You’re not meant to be controlled by them,” she continued against my efforts to ignore her. “They are scared of you bec