All Chapters of Mated to My best friend : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The confrontation Aegon's POV The air was thick with tension as Aegon stormed through the halls of the pack house, his mind racing, his heart pounding with fury and confusion. Every step felt like a punishment. His thoughts were clouded with the image of Ingrid her hurt, her pain, the betrayal that had cut deep into both of them. But now there was something else consuming him, something that gnawed at the edge of his mind like an insistent whisper. Dagna. Her face, her actions everything about her reeked of manipulation, of a calculated attempt to get what she wanted. And now, Aegon was beginning to piece together the darker truth of her involvement in all of this. He had been blinded by his own pride and confusion but the time for denial was over. He found her in one of the sitting rooms, standing by the window, her back to him as she stared out at the darkening landscape. The moon was rising, casting its eerie glow over everything, a reminder of the night to come, the night th

The Calm Before the StormAegon POV The air had changed. It carried a strange pressure, thick like fog yet dry like ash. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, unsettled. I stood by the window, watching the moon slowly climb, not yet full but dangerously close.I could feel it tonight would be different.Theo lay asleep in the other room. For his sake, I hoped nothing happened. But deep down, I knew hope was a luxury none of us could afford anymore.There was something coming. Something ancient and Something dark.IngridI felt the pulse before I saw the moon.It throbbed in my chest like a second heartbeat, louder than blood, louder than breath. I gripped the windowsill, the cold biting into my palms. Something was wrong.I wasn’t just afraid, I was being warned.Whispers curled through the corners of my mind. Not words, not exactly just echoes of pleas Screams. The Jewel of Light hummed from wherever it was hidden, responding to the rise of the full moon. I didn’t know what it meant but

Aegon’s POVThe scent of blood still lingered in the air.Not fresh… but recent enough to haunt me.I stood at the edge of the hallway where Ingrid had stumbled into the house just hours ago, shaken, pale, her eyes glazed with a kind of fear I hadn’t seen in her since the war with the rogue packs. And she hadn’t said much not really. Just parts and Pieces.The library.A man.A shadow.A voice she recognized but couldn’t name.She had trembled in my arms, and for once… she hadn’t pulled away.But now, as the full moon drew closer, so did the weight of my failures. The cracks I had put in her. The pain I had inflicted, knowingly and not. It was in the way she winced when she moved. The way her voice wavered when she said she didn’t see his face.And gods help me, it was in the way she didn’t look at me when she passed by.“Alpha.” Nico’s voice snapped me out of the trance. He stood at the end of the hallway, brows furrowed, jaw clenched tight. “We need to talk.”I gave a curt nod and f

Turning the jewei against himNico’s POV (continued)Aegon’s eyes locked on mine, gold flaring with both fury and fear. I could feel the shift in him no longer just a wolf, or even a mate. He was becoming something else under the pressure of it all. But there was no time to analyze the change. Not now.“She’s in danger, Aegon,” I said, voice low. “And not just from Wally or Dagna. The Jewel, the mate bond, the timing its all connected.”He narrowed his eyes. “Speak clearly, Nico.”I nodded once, then pulled out the brittle scroll I’d found. “This ancient text it talks about the Jewel of Light needing a ‘marked sacrifice’ to awaken fully. Someone bound by pain, by love. Wally wants to kill Ingrid, yes but not just physically. He’s using your bond. Every time you give in to Dagna, Ingrid suffers. If you do it a third time… it might end her.”His fists clenched, jaw tight. “You’re saying......"“Yes,” I cut in. “That was never a coincidence. Dagna seduced you because Wally planned it. An

I will do itIngrid’s POVI could still feel the Jewel humming beneath my skin.It wasn’t just a stone anymore, it had become a part of me. A second heartbeat. A curse. A promise. I pressed my palm lightly to where it rested beneath the covers, warm like blood, like flame. The energy coiled within it was calmer now, dormant. But I knew that was a lie. A storm was only quiet before it tore the sky open.I stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours after Vimon left.Everything she said made sense. And yet… nothing felt real.Aegon.His name used to feel like home. Now it felt like a blade pressed to my throat.I had loved him through every rejection, every cruel word, every silence that screamed louder than thunder. I’d believed in the boy who once held my hand when I cried, the one who whispered secrets into my hair and promised to never let me go.But that boy was gone.What remained was a man too easily seduced, too easily lost to the shadows of his own guilt.And yet…He was sti