All Chapters of Bound To My Alpha Mate : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The rain hammered down in relentless sheets, turning the forest into a slipping, shifting mess of mud and water. The tall, twisted trees around us seemed to lean in closer, their branches dripping and creaking under the weight of the storm. Every crack of a twig or rustle of leaves sounded deafening, amplified by the storm’s fury. It was chaos—nature’s own alarm, but it worked in our favor, masking most of our movements in the deafening rain.My boots squished fiercely into the muddy earth, each step a delicate balance of silence and caution. I kept low, muscles tense, heart pounding in my chest like a drum. Carolina was behind me, her breath shallow, eyes flickering between the shadows and the darkened path ahead. Her grip on her coat was white-knuckled, trembling from the cold and something else—fear, maybe. Or maybe just the weight of what we were about to do.The forest around us was alive with noise—rain smashing into leaves, wind whistling through the branches, distant calls of

Avery's POV The nightmare stretched on, the forest dissolving into an ocean of swirling mist and shadow. The ground beneath my feet shifted like quicksand, pulling me deeper into the darkness. The distant screams of Carolina echoed faintly, muffled and distorted, as if submerged beneath icy water.Suddenly, the air grew colder still, and a heavy fog parted to reveal a narrow, winding path lit by flickering, ghostly lanterns. Each step I took felt weightless, as if I were floating—adrift in a liminal space between reality and nightmare.Ahead, a figure emerged—a tall, cloaked woman with hair flowing like black silk, her face obscured by a porcelain mask cracked and stained with age. She beckoned softly, her voice a whisper that cut through the silence:“Come closer... you’ve been waiting for this.”As I hesitated, the ground trembled beneath me, and the scene shifted again. I was now standing at the edge of a vast, desolate plain, where the sky churned with dark, swirling clouds. A si

Avery's POV The quiet lingered between us, filled only by the faint sound of my ragged breathing and the distant hum of the night outside. For a moment, I allowed myself to simply exist in that fragile space—held, protected, and painfully aware of the shadows still lurking just beyond reach.Zane’s hand stayed warm against my face, his thumb still softly brushing my skin. His presence was a steady anchor, grounding me in a way words never could. I looked into his eyes, searching for the reassurance I desperately needed, and found it there—steadfast, unwavering.“Tell me,” I whispered, voice trembling but determined. “What’s really going on? With them—Carolina and Craig. Why do I keep seeing their faces? What am I missing?”He hesitated for a moment, his brow furrowing as if weighing the right words carefully. Then he exhaled slowly, his gaze softening with something like regret.“I don’t have all the answers,” he admitted quietly. “But I know they’re tied to something bigger than you

Zane's POV The night had been quiet, almost too quiet, as if the world outside was holding its breath. Avery had been restless, her body tense with anticipation, but I had convinced her to rest, telling her everything was fine. Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.Suddenly, she sat bolt upright in bed, her face pale and her hands clutching her belly. A sharp, unmistakable ache shot through her, and her breath hitched. Her eyes widened with alarm as she looked at me, her voice trembling.“Something’s happening… I think I’m going into labor,” she whispered, voice strained.My heart thudded painfully in my chest. I leapt out of bed, grabbing the phone to call the hospital, but before I could dial, Avery’s body tensed again. Her breath came in shallow gasps, and her grip on her belly tightened.“No,” I muttered desperately, rushing to her side. “Not yet, Avery. We’re not ready. We can’t—”She shook her head weakly, eyes filled with fear and tears. “It’s too soon… I

The soft hum of the hospital room remained a constant backdrop as dawn’s first light seeped through the blinds, casting a gentle glow over Avery’s exhausted face. The steady rhythm of her breathing was a small comfort, a reminder that, for now, the storm had been momentarily weathered. Yet beneath that calm, a thousand unspoken fears still lingered in the silence.Zane sat at her bedside, his hand still wrapped around hers, feeling the faint warmth of her skin. His mind replayed the doctor’s words — the labor had slowed, but the battle wasn’t over. Every fiber of his being was on high alert, waiting for the next sign, the next challenge.A nurse entered quietly, her face soft with reassurance. “She’s stable for now, but we’ll keep her under close observation. No sudden movements, no stress. We’ll do everything we can to keep her safe.”Zane nodded, offering a faint smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Thank you,” he managed, voice thick with emotion. Inside, he was still fighting