All Chapters of The Alpha's Mute Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

The following morning, I wake early and slip out of the cottage before Mason stirs. The woods are different in daylight—less menacing, but no less confusing. I search for hours, retracing my steps from last night, looking for any sign of my phone in the underbrush.Nothing.By the time I return to the cottage, the sun is setting, and frustration gnaws at my chest. I push open the door to find Mason in the kitchen, dressed in dark clothes and pulling on a jacket."Hello, Eveline," he says, looking up. "Were you able to find your phone?"I shake my head and reach for the notebook he left on the counter. No. Is there a way I can go in and check if she's the one imprisoned in the dungeons?"I could get you a worker's ID card so you can enter, but every vampire would smell the werewolf off you once you're inside the castle."Don't worry about that. I have it covered.Mason's eyebrows lift. "How?"I hesitate, pen hovering over paper. He's been kind to me, but I barely know him. My ability t

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CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

Later that night, Mason leaves for work with the hope of getting me a worker's ID so I can go inside and see Aunt Elena. I need to scout the place first—understand the layout, find where they're keeping her, plan how I'll get her out.I can't help but wonder if she was kidnapped because of me.Mason told me she's the vampire king's special prisoner. He doesn't allow werewolves to live more than a week in his prisons, but he's allowed Aunt Elena to live for months. The exception terrifies me more than anything else.Why keep her alive unless she has information he wants? Information about me?I hope I'm wrong. I hope he kidnapped her for another reason—any other reason.My thoughts drift to Anton, and my chest tightens painfully.I wonder how he's doing. If he's alive. Please be alive. I don't think I can exist in this world without him in it. Once I find Aunt Elena, I'll look for him. I have to believe he's out there somewhere—injured maybe, hiding, but alive.The bond between us hasn

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CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

"Thank you, Ekaterina," Anton says once she's done casting the silver shield spell.I step back, giving Anton room to break down Aunt Elena's cell door. My pulse hammers as I watch him approach the bars. We're finally doing this—tonight, we're getting her out. Mason knocked out the guards and is standing watch at the entrance. With Ekaterina here to teleport us, we can be gone before the vampires realize what's happening.Anton grips the bars and pulls.The sizzle cuts through the air before I understand what's happening. Smoke rises from his palms where the metal burns into his skin. He jerks back with a sharp hiss, shaking out his blistered hands.My stomach drops. The spell should have protected him."That's not supposed to happen," Ekaterina says, staring at his hands in shock."Is it possible you cast the spell wrong?""I hardly doubt it, but I'll cast it again." She raises both hands, water and fire swirling around her fingers as she chants. When she finishes, she looks at me. "

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CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

Aunt Elena and I have been sitting in the waiting room for hours, the sterile white walls closing in around us with every passing minute. Nobody will tell me anything beyond the same useless phrase—they're trying their best.I know they're trying their best. But I need more than empty reassurances. I need to know if Anton is going to survive.The doctor's words from earlier keep replaying in my mind: The silver he touched passed through his skin and into his system. It destroyed some of his organs. Caused blood clots in his heart.My hands won't stop shaking. I press them flat against my thighs, trying to force them still, but it doesn't work. Every time I close my eyes, I see Anton collapsing in the dungeon, his face pale, his breathing labored. I see the moment he reached for those silver bars—the moment he chose to save Aunt Elena, even if it meant destroying himself.This is my fault. The thought circles through my mind like a vulture. If I hadn't insisted on finding her, if we'd

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CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

After Aunt Elena and I finish talking, I head to the hospital to check on Anton. The familiar scent of antiseptic hits me as I push through the entrance, my footsteps echoing down the quiet hallway toward his room.I open his door slowly, not wanting to disturb him if he's resting.He's asleep. His chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm, his face relaxed in a way I rarely see. Anton always looks so serious when he's awake—guarded, tense, like he's carrying the weight of his entire pack on his shoulders. But like this, with his dark lashes resting against his cheeks and his expression peaceful, he looks younger. Almost vulnerable.I cross the room and sink into the chair beside his bed, my hand finding his carefully. His skin is warm beneath my fingers, and I'm careful not to brush against the thick bandages wrapped around his palms and wrists. The doctors managed to save most of the damaged tissue, but they warned me it would take weeks—maybe months—before his hands fully healed.

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CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

"I'm cursed," Anton says once we're sitting in our bedroom.I'm still wrapped in a towel, my wet hair dripping onto the hardwood floor. Anton sits on the edge of the bed in sweatpants, his hands clasped between his knees, his gaze fixed on the floor like he can't bear to look at me while he says this."You're cursed with what?" My voice comes out quieter than I intended."My mate will die if I mark her."The words hang in the air between us, heavy and impossible."What?" Shock ripples through me, cold and disorienting."A witch cursed whoever my mate is to die once I mark her." His jaw tightens, his hands clenching together so hard his knuckles turn white."Why would she do that?""Because my mother killed her mate."Understanding clicks into place. Leonardo's mate. The witch who lost everything when Becky went on her rampage after her own mate's death."How did you find out you were cursed?" I move closer to him, sitting beside him on the bed even though he still won't look at me."Y

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CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

I help the pack doctors treat the wounded. I'm not trained in medicine, but I know how to clean wounds, wrap bandages, and hold pressure when someone's bleeding. Basic first aid—the kind Aunt Elena taught me years ago in case of emergencies.Once everyone's been patched up, I make sure they all get food and blankets before they settle in for the night. The children eat quietly, their eyes still wide with trauma. The adults thank me in hushed voices, their gratitude heavy with grief.By the time I'm done, exhaustion weighs on me like a physical thing. I'm covered in blood and sweat—none of it mine, but the smell clings to my skin and makes my stomach turn.I head upstairs and lock myself in our bathroom, turning the shower as hot as it will go. The water runs pink as I scrub away the evidence of tonight's horror, watching it swirl down the drain.When I finally step out, wrapped in a towel with my wet hair dripping down my back, I find Anton sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for m

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CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

Over the next few days, I help the refugees from Silver Moon Pack settle into Anton's territory. I make sure they have everything they need—clean clothes, warm meals, safe places to sleep. Most of them are women and children, and they're still shaken from what they faced. Some of them wake up screaming in the middle of the night. Others won't let their kids out of their sight for even a moment.I do what I can. Listen when they need to talk. Sit with them when they need silence. Hold their hands when the memories become too much.Today, Anton and I are traveling to the Silver Moon Pack's territory in his private jet. He wants to search for any additional survivors who might still be hiding in the ruins. We're taking the jet so we can transport anyone we find back quickly—the pack's land is far from Anton's territory, hours and hours by car. I can't imagine how long those women and children walked to reach us. It must have been an exhausting, terrifying journey."What are you thinking

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CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

"Here you go," I say, handing a bottle of water to an injured werewolf sitting against a tree.We're at another pack that was attacked recently—this one hit even harder than Silver Moon. The vampires came during the day this time, which should have been impossible. But according to the survivors, witches created a spell allowing non-Originals to walk in the sun. The witches also helped them slaughter most of the pack.The bodies are everywhere. More than we found at Silver Moon. More than I can process without breaking down."Hello, Eveline."The voice behind me makes my entire body go rigid.I turn around slowly to find Scarlett standing there, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. She's dressed in practical clothes—jeans and a fitted jacket—but somehow still manages to look effortlessly put together despite the destruction surrounding us."Hello, Scarlett." I keep my voice neutral, though my stomach twists with unease. What is she doing here?"How are you?" She takes a step c

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CHAPTER SIXTY

"Where did you put your clean clothes?" Anton asks as he steps out of the water, droplets sliding down his bare chest."I didn't bring any." I stand beside him, suddenly aware of how the wet fabric clings to my skin. "I didn't plan to take a swim.""How did you plan to walk back to the packhouse?" He arches one dark brow at me. "In your bloody clothes?""I didn't think about that part." Heat creeps up my neck. "I just wanted to get the blood off me.""It's fine." Anton pulls his T-shirt over his head—the dry one he'd left on the shore before shifting, and holds it out. "Raise your hands."I lift my arms, and he slides the soft cotton over my head. The fabric falls to mid-thigh, warm and saturated with his scent. Pine and winter air wrap around me like a second skin."Thank you.""You're welcome." He tugs on his shorts, then catches my wrist when I start walking ahead. "Not in front of me. Walk behind me.""Why?" I blink at him, confused."I need to block any unmated wolf from seeing y

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