All Chapters of The Alpha's Mute Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

EVELINEI've lost count of the days since they brought me here. The cell stays dark—no windows, no sunlight filtering through cracks in the stone. Time collapses into an endless loop of waiting and silence.Footsteps echo down the corridor.Mason. It has to be. He brings food twice a day like clockwork—the only way I can track time passing at all. I still won't look at him when he slides the tray through the bars. Won't acknowledge his pathetic attempts at conversation. I just take the food and retreat to the far corner of my cell where the shadows are thickest.But when the footsteps stop outside my door, it's not Mason.Three women stand in the torchlight. The one in front produces a key and unlocks the silver bars—they don't burn her, which means she's either vampire or witch. The door swings open with a metallic groan.Before I can react, the other two are on me.They grab my wrists and force me to my knees, yanking my arms wide until my shoulders scream in protest. I try to wrenc

ANTONI shake my mate's body, trying to wake her. "Eveline. Eveline, open your eyes."Nothing. Her chest isn't moving. Her heartbeat is so faint I can barely hear it.She can't be dead. She can't leave me when I'm so close to giving her the happiness she deserves. I found out the truth this morning before I left—her aunt came and told me everything. The lies. The manipulation. The pregnancy that never existed.I felt like a fool for not seeing through it. For believing, even for a second, that my mate could betray me."Ekaterina!" I shout across the room."I'm here, Anton." She appears at my side, her red hair wild around her face, her hands already glowing with power."Help." I transfer Eveline into her arms carefully, every instinct screaming at me not to let go. "Please.""I'll do my best." Ekaterina's expression is grim as she examines the wounds covering Eveline's body—the burns, the tears in her skin, the blood seeping from everywhere at once."Thank you." I force myself to stan

I leave Eveline's room after checking her pulse one more time. Still steady. Still unconscious.The hallway stretches long and sterile ahead of me, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. I head toward Ekaterina's room at the far end—not to check on her recovery this time, but because I need answers about something that should be impossible.It's been a week since Ekaterina pulled the fire from Eveline's body. A week of watching my mate lie motionless in that hospital bed, her chest rising and falling with mechanical regularity while the rest of her remains somewhere I can't reach. The doctors keep running tests, checking vitals, adjusting IV drips. They don't know why she won't wake up.Neither does Ekaterina.I stop outside Ekaterina’s door and knock. My nose scrunches as a thick scent of arousal seeps from beneath the door, heavy in the air.Maybe I should have come at another time. I start to turn away—but the sound of footsteps moving closer makes me freeze.The door swings open to

A sharp pain lances through my skull, dragging me from sleep.I groan and press my fingers to my temples, trying to ease the throbbing. When I open my eyes, everything is wrong.I'm not in bed. I'm sitting upright—no, tied to a chair, thick ropes binding my wrists behind me.I yank against them. The rope burns like acid against my skin, searing deeper with every struggle.Silver.Panic floods my system as I scan the darkness surrounding me. The space is pitch black—no windows, no light source, nothing to orient myself.Where am I?I open my mouth to scream—"There's no need to scream, dear." The voice drifts from somewhere in the void, familiar and cold. "No one will hear you."My blood turns to ice. "Who are you? Show yourself!"A figure materializes in front of me—pale skin, black eyes, a cruel smile curving her lips.Ava."Hello, dear." She reaches out, dragging one long nail down my cheek. "Did you miss me?"I jerk my face away from her touch. "Where am I? How did I get here?""Yo

Later in the day, I visit the hospital and donate some of my blood to Ekaterina.The needle slides into my vein with a sharp pinch, and I watch the dark red liquid flow through the tube into the collection bag. It's strange—knowing this blood carries something ancient, something powerful enough to break a curse that's stolen so many of Ekaterina's children.I hope the potion works. I hope she carries to full term this time.Ekaterina has never heard of a curse being broken by someone other than the witch who cast it. But she believes my blood might be different. Might be enough.I hope it is. Because Ekaterina deserves to have a baby. She's such a wonderful person—kind, selfless, willing to risk her own life to save mine. It would be heartbreaking if she couldn't have a child of her own."I had planned to ask you for this today," Ekaterina says quietly as the nurse removes the needle and presses gauze to my arm. "But then you told me about giving your blood to Ava, and I..." She trail