All Chapters of Awakening The Sliver Wolf : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The pain in Dalian’s eyes was heart-wrenching. That pain flowed from him and sank into Mia, engraving itself in her bones and giving her a scar that she was sure she would never recover from, a scar she would carry on her soul. Why… why couldn't he understand she was doing this for him? Huh? Just why?! She didn't want him to feel any more pain, so she would continue being the bad person just this once—and set him free. He would no longer be held down by her again. He would be free from her selfish needs and desires. And he would have his mate. Mia didn't know much about mates breaking the bond, but she knew it was not going to be easy. She knew doing something like that would leave a mark, and it was damn dangerous. So she was trying to help him. Why couldn't he see that?“You already made up your mind,” he whispered, looking at her with anger hard in his gaze. She cleaned her tears, nodding. “Yes. I'm sorry.”“Don't say that!” he yelled and she flinched. “Don't fucking say you'

THE THIRD DAY OF THE CELEBRATION Dalian didn't care about the Blood Moon celebration anymore. He cared for nothing but getting his woman back. He had returned to the packhouse in the early morning to meet a mess—people whispering about Mia and what she had done. How she had snapped and nearly killed someone. They deserved it. They had backed her to the wall over and over again until she finally snapped at them. His only regret was he wasn't there to hold her and try to comfort her. Ah, right. Even though he was there, she wouldn't let him. When he had heard from Ravenna that she had left, it felt like a blow to the gut. She left… He hadn't anticipated that part. He thought she would still remain and he could still see her even from afar, he could still catch her scent. He went to her room and she barely took any of her belongings but the place had felt so empty. He wanted to find where she was and go to her, but he would wait. He would wait until he had good news and they could

Ravenna just stared at Dalian with tired eyes. “Yes, Dalian. A ball. The ball where we’re going to start the talk of marriage.”Ah, yes. A ball. Dalian remembered. When they had been making plans and preparations, the idea of a ball had come up. A ball is where the talks of marriage will emerge—first as a whisper, then louder. And then a ballroom is also a perfect place to find a match. The Lupinarians who agreed to this will be at the ball—men and women alike. Thankfully, each pack had come with at least five people, so a match could be made with at least one person apart from the Alpha and Luna. He nodded as he stroked Juniper’s hair. “Yeah, I remember. But I won't be there.”Ravenna sighed. “I thought as much.”“Mia will be there,” Darius said, and Dalian snapped his head to him, his eyes wide. “S-she will?” he asked, a little too pathetic, too eager—like a dog to its master. “She said so?”Darius shook his head. “No, but we are going to make her come.”Dalian raised an eyebrow

“There are mates in this supernatural world,” Bianca began, her eyes burning into Mia’s, her hand tight in hers. “And there are soulmates. For some, they find their soulmates in their mates, but for some, they find their soulmates in other people.”Mia already knew where this was going, but she didn't want Bianca to stop talking. She was hung up on her words, trying to find out if what she did was the first thing or if she was breaking his heart for nothing. “Like I said earlier, love is what makes life bearable,” Bianca continued. “Be it passionate love, platonic love, or familial love, we need it. Humans or supernatural beings like ourselves need love. We crave it. Need it. It makes life worth living.”She released her hand only to interlock their fingers. She didn't want to release her as if she knew her touch was keeping Mia grounded. “I’ve seen the way Dalian looks at you, Mia.” Her chest tightened at the mention of his name. She squeezed Bianca’s hand, and she squeezed back, o

Dalian’s heart was a mess in his chest, yet he felt alive again—like life had been breathed into him. She shone like a beacon, pulling him into her light, but his feet didn’t move, and all he could do was stare at her. She wore the gown Darius had sent her—which was also black since that was tonight’s theme. The gown was long and flowed down to the ground, covering her feet. It hugged her body like a second skin, showcasing her curves and highlighting her figure. The gown was sleeveless, so her arms were in view, her sharp collarbone enticing him. Her hair was still the same, but she had designed it with jewels, making her look like a siren. He would follow her to the depths of the sea before she even sang to him. She glanced around, clearly nervous. There were eyes on her, but she didn’t even look their way. She just kept searching. Dalian’s heart panged when he figured she was looking for him. He didn’t go to her and just continued looking at her from where he was. He felt eyes