All Chapters of Mated to My best friend : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The Venomous SeductionKane's pov Later That NightI found myself standing outside Ingrid’s chamber, the dim light from the lantern casting a soft glow across the corridor. I didn’t knock. I just waited.The door creaked open slowly. She stood there, wrapped in a blanket, her hair unbound, eyes red-rimmed but determined.“I’m not leaving,” she said before I could speak.I smiled faintly. “I wasn’t going to ask you to.”She stepped aside and let me in.The room smelled like parchment and lavender. It was tidy, but I could see the signs of restlessness—books with folded corners, a chair not pushed in, a dagger half-hidden under her pillow.“I came to apologize,” I said.She blinked. “For what?”“For not believing you sooner. For not protecting you the way I should have.”Ingrid’s voice was quieter now. “You had your pack to think of.”“You are my pack,” I said simply. “And so is that son of mine who can’t decide whether to kill you or kiss you.”Her lips twitched. A smile she tried to

The First FallAegon’s POVThe hospital corridors were quieter than usual, dimmed with the fading sunlight slipping through long windows. A hush hung over the place not of peace, but of restrained anxiety. Being here always left me unsettled. It reminded me of duty, of wounds I couldn't see or heal, of responsibilities too heavy to bear without cracking. But today, it felt heavier.Maybe because I hadn't spoken to Ingrid since the argument. Maybe because I hadn’t explained myself. Or maybe because I knew I was starting to lose my grip on everything.I came to check on a warrior who'd been injured during a rogue ambush near the southern border. The incident wasn't major, but protocol demanded my presence, so here I was, signing off a report with a mind a thousand miles away.“Alpha,” a nurse greeted, her tone respectful, but I barely nodded. My thoughts spiraled, looping endlessly through memories I couldn't suppress the feeling of Ingrid’s trembling hands, her confused eyes, the crack

The FallAegon’s POVI don’t remember every detail. My mind was a haze and part rage, part numbness, part wanting to forget. She whispered things in my ear, things that sounded like promises and poisons all wrapped in velvet. She touched me like a curse.“She left you once. She’s always going to choose pain. Always going to punish you for the bond.”“She’s my mate.”“Then where was she when you needed someone? When you were drowning in guilt and carrying the weight of the pack alone?” Dagna leaned closer. “You deserve someone who’ll choose you. Fully and Obsessively.”It was manipulation. I knew it., every word was a carefully placed as a dagger.Still, I was tired. Tired of fighting battles I couldn't win, of carrying anger I couldn’t resolve, Of hurting Ingrid and myself.And then, like a trap snapping shut, Dagna pulled me into an empty room, locked the door behind us, and kissed me like she already owned my regrets.I didn’t stop her falling into the trap like a fool.And I gave

She mustn't dieNico’s POVThe pieces didn’t fit. at least, not the way everyone else seemed to force them to. Ingrid’s condition, Aegon’s erratic behavior, Vimon’s sudden distrust of Dagna, and the disappearance of the Jewel of Light… all were signs of a puzzle no one wanted to solve. But I couldn’t ignore it. Not anymore.He had been watching and observing from afar for so long enough.It began the moment he saw the haunted look in Ingrid’s eyes after she collapsed in the storeroom. He had been one of the first to find her, though she never saw him. He stayed hidden, watching as her body trembled from an invisible pain no one could understand. That kind of agony wasn’t physical. It was something darker, deeper.Something supernatural.Nico started his investigations quietly. He didn’t trust anyone not even Aegon, who had become increasingly unstable. He dug through old records of magical rituals involving mate bonds and the Jewel of Light. What he found chilled him to the bone. Ther

Fading slowly Ingrid POV The full moon was close now, so close that I could almost feel its weight in the air. The pressure had been building for days, like a storm on the horizon and I was drowning in the anticipation of it. The ache had turned into something more than pain, more than a mere physical sensation. It had become a part of me, seeping into my very bones. Every breath felt like I was inhaling shards of glass, each one more painful than the last.I couldn’t escape it.I couldn’t escape him.Aegon. My mate. My tormentor. My ruin.The bond between us, once a gentle tether, was now a violent thing, snapping and pulling, twisting every moment he spent with anyone but me. Every touch. Every glance. Every laugh he shared with that lady "Dagna" it felt like a dagger to my heart. It wasn’t just jealousy. It wasn’t just anger. It was betrayal. A betrayal that was tearing me apart from the inside.And the worst part? The worst part was knowing that he didn't even care. Or, worse yet