All Chapters of Mated to My best friend : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ingrid's point of viewI listened carefully, wondering whether I had mis-heard and the house was just settling down like old houses do or even the wind.When the sound came again, more distinct than it had been, I knew without a doubt that its originator was a werewolf and not old house boards or the winds.I carefully stepped out of my shoes so they wouldn't make a sound and alert whoever it was to my presence and immediately tried to mind link with Aegon.If I had taken a moment to think,I would have tried to mind link with either Kane or Vimon, but I wasn't thinking so I went for the first person that popped into my head.... Aegon.He and I used to spend hours talking about everything and nothing when we were younger, so although I hadn't done so in years, it was quite easy to mind link with him.What? He demanded as soon as I was able to reach him.Aegon, please Aegon you have to come to the south wing, there's an intruder,” I cried.Swiftly and without a word, he shut down the mi

He's My FriendAegon's point of viewFrom the bucket window in my study,I watched Nico and Ingrid walk out of the back door and head to the baobab orchard behind the palace. Nico held a big wicker basket and Ingrid held a folded blanket.They were obviously heading out for a picnic, and sure enough they settled under one of the trees with Ingrid spreading out the blanket, and Nico setting down and unpacking the basket to reveal an array of food.It was the third time this week, they did this every other day, they would come out here with more food than two people could possibly eat, sit there talking and eating until it was dark before packing up and going back in.And somehow I always found myself here watching them, of course I told myself I was only keeping an eye on Nico, he had just people he called family and was vulnerable, someone had to keep an eye on him and protect him from Ingrid, she wasn't to be trusted after all and was only trying to get her claws into him in his vulne

The IntruderIngrid's point of viewI listened carefully, wondering whether I had mis-heard and the house was just settling down like old houses do or even the wind.When the sound came again, more distinct than it had been, I knew without a doubt that its originator was a werewolf and not old house boards or the winds.I carefully stepped out of my shoes so they wouldn't make a sound and alert whoever it was to my presence and immediately tried to mind link with Aegon.If I had taken a moment to think,I would have tried to mind link with either Kane or Vimon, but I wasn't thinking so I went for the first person that popped into my head.... Aegon.He and I used to spend hours talking about everything and nothing when we were younger, so although I hadn't done so in years, it was quite easy to mind link with him.What? He demanded as soon as I was able to reach him.Aegon, please Aegon you have to come to the south wing, there's an intruder,” I cried.Swiftly and without a word, he shu

The intruder Aegon’s POV continuedI clenched my fists, jaw tightening as Nico’s words hung in the air between us. The silence was suffocating and the air was thick with unspoken truths.I ran a hand through my hair, inhaling deeply before exhaling through my nose. “You don’t understand, Nico,” I muttered, my voice laced with frustration. “She’s always been under my skin. No matter how far I push her away, she finds a way back in. And it makes me… reckless.”Nico studied me for a long moment, his golden eyes assessing. “Reckless is one thing, but what you did was cruel and crazy, do you have any idea of what you just did to her?? Accusing her of theft in front of the pack that was very low even fro you.” you could hear the anger in his voice but it remained calmI flinched, hating the honesty in his words. I had humiliated Ingrid in front of my parents, accusing her of a crime that has nothing to do with her,yes she had tried to mind linked last night but I wasn't in the best shape to

Resolute decision Aegon's POV Calder led me into a small chamber off the main hall. There, in the mist of scattered debris, lay a peculiar object—a small, carved amulet that pulsed with a faint, otherworldly light. My pulse quickened. I remembered the legends of the Jewel of Light: how its radiance was said to protect our pack from the darkness, and how its loss would invite chaos. Yet this amulet, though beautiful in its own right, did not belong to that sacred legacy. It was something else—an omen, a very bad omen at that , or a decoy left by our mysterious enemy.“Keep this safe,” I ordered Calder. “It might be a clue.” My mind raced with possibilities. Was it connected to the intruder? Had he left it intentionally, a breadcrumb in a trail of deceit? The questions ran through my head as I rejoined my warriors, our search now fueled by a renewed sense of purpose.Hours later, as we gathered our findings in a makeshift command room, I couldn’t help but feel the pressure increasing.