All Chapters of The Alpha King’s Special Mate: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

GIDEON The silver shoe she had worn was somewhere in the woods. Upon seeing it, my heart hammered against my chest. Gabriel or someone else had taken her. My chest became filled with regret. I shouldn’t have allowed her to go into the woods alone. I should have insisted on following her. My head became hot and I couldn’t even think properly. I rushed out of the woods and into the hall. I found Violet hanging around the food stall and approached her. “What happened?” she quickly asked, worried. “Where is Alpha Axel?” I asked her. “He’s with Emmet somewhere. What happened?” she asked. “Daisy. She has been taken. We need to find her.” “What?” her eyes widened with shock and fear. “By who? How?” “My suspicion is Gabriel. He is the only one with that motive that I know of. I have to go find Axel and Emmet,” I said as I turned around and rushed to the backroom. I moved towards the room Emmet had taken me to. I could hear Violet hurrying behind me. I pushed the door open and barged

DAISYMy body ached so badly, and it felt like it was on fire, as though flames were licking every tissue and flesh in my body. What was happening? I slowly opened my eyes to see white walls surrounding me. A doctor and three nurses were also by my side.My eyes squinted. What happened? Why was I in the hospital? What...Then I remembered. I was in the woods, following the map that led to the location Jadis had pointed out when I felt a sudden prick in my neck. The next thing I knew, I had blacked out. When I woke up, I was in the cave with three men, all arguing about who would go inside me first. They had been paid to kill me but didn’t want my body to go to waste, so they wanted to take turns raping me first.The thought of that caused bile to rise up my throat.When I listened to their disgusting arguments, a form of rage I didn’t know I was capable of harboring stormed within me. And... the memory was vague. But I remembered lighting my finger on fire. I remember how terrified al

DAISYI would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared of myself. The shape of the crescent and fire on my back signified something dangerous. I didn’t know the extent of the danger, but I could feel it burning inside me. It was only a matter of time before it exploded. And if bringing Gabriel down was the last thing I ever did, then I would gladly do it. “What do you mean?” Gideon asked, his gaze fixed on Mother. “You said you would explain it to me the next time we met.” “Crescent. Fire. Like I said, each symbol belongs to the different entities that embody her being. The shape of the crescent on her back might signify that she’s a mother wolf.” She paused briefly before continuing carefully. “While the fire...” she took another deep breath, “the fire goddess.” “No fire goddess has ever been known to make it to old age,” Mother continued quietly. “The fire always destroyed them from the inside out. So she isn’t simply a fire bender.” Her eyes settled on me. “She is the fire.” A cold

DAISYThe moment I shifted, using the illusion magic, I felt a surge of power. I couldn’t even last a minute there before I ran off. I could barely control myself, and I could feel my magic getting out of control. The moment I got to the bedroom, I shifted to my human form, hoping I would be able to control the magic now. Little did I know that would make it even worse.The moment I shifted, a surge of energy radiated to my fingertips, turning into fire. Tears filled my eyes as I tried desperately to control it from hitting anything. I didn’t want to set the pack house on fire. I was still trying to control it when the door suddenly opened. I flipped around instinctively, blasting the ball of fire I had been trying so hard to keep in check towards the door. I had already done it before I even realized what I did. I had blasted it at Gideon.Thankfully, he swiftly dodged it. The fire hit the wall opposite the room and died down immediately, creating a dark mark on the spot it hit.“Dai

DAISY“Try to make it smoke,” Elder Amos repeated calmly. “Without burning it.”I stared at the dried stick in my hand with disbelief.“That’s the first lesson?” I asked.“Yes,” he nodded simply.Peter snorted beside me. “Trust me, it sounds easier than it actually is.”I narrowed my eyes at him. “You don’t even wield fire magic. How do you know?”“I’ve seen my father do it countless times,” he shrugged.I ignored him and focused my attention back on the stick. I could feel the fire beneath my skin already responding to my emotions, eager to burst free the moment I let my guard down.“Fire magic is not about destruction,” Elder Amos began as he slowly walked around me. “That is the first mistake most fire wielders make. Fire is emotion. Fire is life. Fire is warmth before it becomes destruction.”I stared at the stick carefully.“So what exactly am I supposed to do?”“Control the temperature,” he answered. “You are not trying to burn it. You are trying to heat it just enough for smoke