Alle Kapitel von MATED TO THE STUBBORN HUMAN : Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

Xander's povA few days later I was seated in my office staring at the report in my hand in shock. The room was dark except for the faint glow coming from the fireplace.The enforcers had submitted it to me this morning and the words on the paper was something I had never dreamt about. I clenched the paper in my hand as my mind raced reading the words over and over again, hoping— praying, that I had misread.But I hadn’t.It was there, as clear as day.Magnus.The information I had given him had been leaked. The rogues had known about the false meeting near the eastern riverbank. I had sent enforcers to each location I had given out and the rogues had ambushed the enforcers at the riverbank leaving one dead and two injured. The rest escaped luckily because they had been outnumbered.That proved one thing.Magnus had betrayed me.I kept looking at his name which was written in big bold letters. Betrayal and disbelief hit me hard. He wasn’t just my Beta, he was my childhood friend, my b

Ava's pov“Don’t play games with me!” I snapped, my voice rising and trembling with anger. “The bomb that killed dozens of innocent people at the pack—wolves and humans alike. I saw the symbol on it, Darius ‘D.’ That was your work, wasn’t it?”Something passed through his eyes. It looked like guilt but he quickly masked it. “I don't know what you're talking about, you must be mistaken.”“Don’t lie to me!” I yelled, my voice echoing through the clearing and the night air. “I know it was you. How could you do something so monstrous? Do you even realize how many lives were lost because of that bomb? How many families were torn apart? How… how many children died? Babies?...” My voice broke as I thought about the last part.Darius pushed off the tree, his expression darkening as he took a step towards me. “You don’t understand, Ava. This war isn’t about one bomb or one attack. It’s about survival and making a stand in this world. The werewolves have oppressed us for centuries, treated us

Xander's povThe silence was deafening as everyone seemed to hold their breath. My eyes scanned the room taking in all their faces, the people I had called my friends, allies, family and leaders. They all stared back at me with a mixture of different expressions on their faces— doubt, fear, anger, hate and disgust.Finally, my eyes returned to Ava. Despite all the words and objects that had been thrown at her, she stood tall and unyielding at the center of the room.Her courage lit a fire in me. I believed her, I had come to learn that we must always trust and rely on each other in the trying times to come. They didn't understand what we were going to face, they didn't know that their only hope was the person they were turning on— the person they wanted to kill.I had to protect her at all costs.I stood up from my throne, releasing more of my alpha power into the room. They needed to remember who they were in front of.“What has become of you all?” I began, keeping my voice steady de

Xander's povShe took a deep breath, steadying herself. “So imagine my surprise when the rebel leader suddenly picked interest in me and I discovered that it was my brother.” She let out a dry empty laugh.“After the bombing I decided to reach out to him again to see if I could end it all.” Her gaze dropped to our intertwined hands. “That’s why I sent the letter. I wanted to meet him, to talk to him, to convince him to stop.”“And what did he say?” I asked.Her hands clenched into fists. “He’s consumed by hatred, he's too far gone Xander. He blames the wolves for everything— I understand why he would think that way. He wants you guys to pay for every blood you have shed. He believes he’s fighting for justice, but… he’s blinded by his anger.”I nodded slowly, I understood as well. We haven't exactly been the best to humans. “And the bombing? What does he have to do with that? I thought it was the work of the rogues?”Her eyes filled with tears, and she looked away. “The ‘D’ carved on t

Ava’s POVWe sat in silence. The gentle crackle of the fireplace was the only thing that could be heard between us. The weight of what would be done to Darius when he was caught, pressed down hard in my chest. The words remained heavy and inspired.I looked at Xander, he had a faraway look in his eyes. The air around us shifted, it became something more intimate as he lifted his eyes to look at me. Something unreadable flickering in his stormy gray eyes.“What?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Xander exhaled and leaned back into his chair, his finger idly traced lazy patterns on his desk. “I was just thinking,” he murmured. “About us.”A now familiar warmth and tingle went through my body at his words. “What about us?”He looked at me for a moment, studying me. “About our bond. It's not complete yet “My breath hitched. I have been trying my best to avoid this topic for a while because I wasn't sure whether or not I was ready. We had both danced around it, never fully addres