Semua Bab Mated To An Untamed Alpha : Bab 71 - Bab 80

AMELIA’s POVThe word “pregnant” finds it very sour to be in my mouth. My jaw dropped as Miss Brown mentioned “pregnancy”. “Amelia, At this point, you can drop the formalities. I am Stacia, and I'm sure you heard Carl called me that.” Stacia said briefly before talking again.“I'm not even in any position to call you by your name, but you're pregnant, and I have a lot to tell you. But first, can I take a look at your Locket?” Stacia asked, shocking the hell outta me. “My… my locket?” I asked again, hiding it from her. “You don't have to hide it. For I have seen and been revealed everything from day one.”She answered and chuckled a bit. I hand over my Locket to her. She turned it over and over again before staring at the pictures in it. They were blurry from onset and I wondered if she could see anything. “I knew it. My instincts can never deceive me. Your bloodline is cursed and blessed.” She started and gave me back the Locket.“My.My bloodline? Do you know my father and my moth

TALON’s POVAs days passed by, it's been days since Amelia settled back intoto the pack. I had never seen her like that, but maybe because I hadn't spent so much time with him,r, unlike Charles. My concern deepened, and I kept wondering what secrets she might be hiding or what wounds she might be nursing behind the closed doors of her mind. I've asked several doctors to check on her but they are always repeating the same words. “My Lord, She'll surely be awake soon. Just let her be for the time being. She just needs a lot of rest.” The doctors will continue saying that every now and then which really triggers my anger. The thought of Charles dashed through my mind. I wanted to summon him last night, but I thought he should enjoy the last night I'll see him. I thought and called out one of the guards to get him for me. “Anyone out there?.” I asked and a guard rushed in l, bowing. “Get me the beta!” I ordered and sat upright. “Yes, My Lord.” He answered and stormed out. He walke

AMELIA’s POVI slowly opened my eyes, feeling a lingering sense of euphoria and connection to my heritage. My body felt heavy as if weighted by the intensity of the dream I had. I wasn't sure if it was a dream or a reality. My muscles ached with a pleasant, tingling sensation like they had been stirred from a deep slumber. My mind felt clear and focused, my thoughts were sharp and lucid, and my mind clearly shifted to the dream I had. Visions flashed before my eyes, fragmented images of a past I hardly knew or something. I saw my ancestors, strong and powerful, and their eyes were burning with a fierce inner light. I saw a great-great-grandmother who looked like she was a revered healer; she was busy mixing potions and casting spells. It didn't stop there, I also saw a great-uncle. He was truly a fearless warrior because his aura, personality, and courage were nothing to write about.With each vision, I felt a surge of power and knowledge flood through my body. I felt the weight o

AMELIA’s POVI've been tossing on the bed, my mind still reeling from the events of the previous nights. A sudden strength grew inside of me while I was in my room. I smelt a danger around the pack, but I wasn't sure if the danger was going to affect someone close to me. As Talon's Luna and mate, I had almost lost control of my powers while saving Charles; I was still I was able to save him from the dungeons and the rebels.As I drifted back to sleep, my dream became a jumbled mix of my two worlds. I dreamt of standing in the throne room; Talon was grinning ear to ear while I was announced as his Queen. I also dreamt of running through the forest, my powers surging through me like a wild animal. I let out a loud groan and screams from my sleep, blocking my eardrum with my two index fingers. I scrutinized the room; it didn't look changed or something.“What is the manner of the dream was that!” queried nobody, just myself. I managed to stand up to my feet, feet, but it was effortful,

Chapter 80AMELIA’s POVI struggled to get up from bed but a striking migraine hit me, making me lay down back gently. I tried standing again, but forcefully this time; I managed to sit up; my mind was foggy, and my body was aching. I felt like I had been involved in a draining work overnight, just like I had helped some people with logs of wood. The flashes of how the masked assassin loomed over me ran through me; his eyes were gleaming with a sister intent. He looked so hungry like he was ready to devour anything he laid his eyes on, but not me. With a surge of adrenaline, I summoned all my strength and pushed him away from my body. It still caught me by surprise how he had entered my room and appeared to me like I was dreaming. If I hadn't fought him back, I'd have been dead or probably on a sick bed again. Even while I was able to fight back, I'm still recovering from his strangles. I managed to get to the side door where my dress was. I wasn't going to wear a robe today anyway