All Chapters of The Dark Lord's Mate.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The ride back to the palace seemed like the longest Aurora had ever experienced. The silence between her and Draven was oppressive, leaving her with nothing but the echoes of her own thoughts. Draven had decided to remain quiet throughout the entire journey, making things all the more difficult for her.She glanced over at him, trying to read his expression, but his face was unreadable, his gaze focused ahead, staring out the carriage window. Aurora bit her lip, struggling to find the right words to break the tension."You’re going to be mad at me the entire ride home, aren’t you?" Aurora finally asked, her voice tentative, hoping that the question might crack through the wall that had formed between them. She watched as Draven’s lips pressed together, his jaw tightening.He was lost in his thoughts, thinking about the dangerous task that lay ahead—the end of Kael and his men. He couldn’t allow them to continue disrupting the peace of their kingdom, no matter the cost. His mind also w

Aurora opened her eyes to the soft morning light streaming through the windows. The warmth of the sun kissed her skin, and for a moment, she allowed herself to bask in the serenity of the new day. When she turned, her breath caught in her throat—King Draven lay beside her, his powerful arms wrapped tightly around her, holding her like the most precious treasure.Her gaze drifted down to their naked bodies, the sheets tangled between them. A blush crept across her cheeks, but instead of shame, she felt warmth... belonging. For the first time, she truly felt like a woman—wanted, cherished, and whole. All the pain from her past, all the cruelty of her former mate, melted away in the presence of this man—her mate. Slowly, she tilted her head up to admire his sleeping face. He looked impossibly handsome in the morning light, the hard lines of his face softened by sleep. A small, tender smile appeared on her lips.“Why are you smiling like that?” Draven’s voice was rough with sleep, but lac

Draven’s grip on her hand tightened slightly. “You really mean that?” he asked, his voice low, almost disbelieving.Aurora looked down at him, her eyes blazing with resolve. “You’ve carried this burden alone for too long, Draven. It’s not just your fight anymore. I have blood in this war too. My father—my real father—was taken from me by that traitor. I’m done staying quiet.”Draven sat up slowly, the moonlight slipping through the tall arched window and casting a soft glow across his bare chest. The scar below his stomach still shimmered faintly in the light, a constant reminder of the pain he'd endured.“You’ve always been bold,” he murmured, admiration laced with worry. “But this… this isn’t just a mission of vengeance, Aurora. It’s war. And Kael—he’s no ordinary threat. He’s ruthless. And his father… his father’s hands are soaked in the blood of both werewolves and vampires.”Aurora crossed the room, pacing. Her fingers trembled as she pulled her shirt down slightly, tightening th

As Draven was about to walk toward the werewolves, who were already laughing heartily and sipping one of the finest imported wines, a hand gently touched his shoulder.“Son.”Queen Lilith’s voice was soft, but it held a weight of emotions buried under centuries of silence. Slowly, King Draven turned to face his mother. He had only agreed to invite her to his mate celebration because Aurora had insisted. She missed the queen and wanted her there. Draven had relented, not because of sentiment, but to make Aurora happy.“I told you not to cross my path,” Draven said coldly, his gaze dropping to the elegant black and silver dress he had specifically chosen for her to wear.“You can’t hold this grudge forever, you know,” Lilith replied, her tone calm but weary. “I even wore this dress just to please you. You know I never wear what you pick for me.”She reached out to touch his shoulder again, a fragile attempt at reconciliation, but Draven shifted away before her fingers could graze him.“

Draven’s voice echoed like thunder across the ballroom, silencing every murmur. “Bring him in,” he commanded, his tone sharp and absolute.All eyes turned toward the massive doors as they creaked open. Every person brought in through that entrance so far had unraveled secrets buried deep in blood and betrayal. This one was no different.Kael’s eyes widened the moment he saw who had been dragged into the hall. His shock quickly morphed into fury, his body vibrating with rage.“How dare you bring my father here!” Kael snarled. “You attacked Red Moon Pack? You invaded our home!”He took a step forward, but Draven’s guards moved swiftly, blocking his path with unflinching precision.Draven's expression remained cold. “Your father stole the Alpha title from my mate’s father,” he said, his voice low but heavy with truth. “He murdered him in cold blood and claimed the title that never belonged to him.”The crowd gasped, whispers rippling like wildfire. The shame of the Red Moon Pack was unra