All Chapters of The Supreme Alpha's True Mate : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Samara's POV I tossed and turned, my restless body searching for the most favourable condition to fall asleep but to no avail.Sleep never came.I spent the entire night staring at the ceiling, my mind replaying the moment I almost had with Michael. The way his breath had mingled with mine, the way his hand had cradled my face, and the way my lips had almost touched his. I had pulled back at the last second, fear overriding every other emotion.Now, regret claws at my chest.Why did I stop? Was it fear of Michael? No. If I’m being honest with myself, it’s her. Natalie.I don’t know much about her, but I’ve seen enough to know she’s fiercely possessive over Michael. I’ve seen the way she looks at him, like she would burn the entire world down if it meant keeping him. If she ever found out that I had almost kissed him… I don’t even want to think about it.But no matter how much fear grips me, it would never stop me from stepping into Sky Bridge territory again.Michael and I won’t ta

Alpha Michael's pov The silence was unbearable.I sat in my chamber, staring at the empty fireplace. Thinking about how I had pushed Samara away. Again.I told myself it was the right decision, that it was for her own good. That I was protecting her from myself. But I couldn't live with the guilt I felt from the pain I caused her. I could still taste her on my lips, still feel the warmth of her body against mine, feel her soft, pale legs around my waist.I clenched my fists. I never should have let things go that far. A kiss. Almost more than that. I had let my guard down.And for what? To remind myself of what I could never have?. Samara was too good for me. Her closeness to me was her putting herself in danger.A bitter scoff left my lips. It didn’t matter now. She was gone, just like I wanted. I should be happy but it was the opposite. Days had passed, and she still hadn't come around.But why did it feel like I was the one being punished?I had expected relief. Instead, all I fe

Natalie’s POVThe staircase was cold beneath me, the glass tile steps pressing against my skin through the thin fabric of my nightgown. I hugged my knees to my chest, my shoulders shaking as I sobbed uncontrollably. I couldn’t hold them back anymore, not after the way Michael had looked at me tonight.Like he was disgusted, likeI was nothing.He pushed me out of his room with a cold, unmistakable rejection, without a word of explanation.Did I deserve it? Where did I go wrong with him? I clutched my chest, my heart pounding with a mix of pain and desperation. Why? Why did he treat me like this? He was supposed to be my mate or wasn’t he? That bond was supposed to mean something. It was supposed to be sacred.He had pushed me away like a stranger, his words cutting deep, making me feel like I meant nothing to him.Tears streamed down my face as I finally accepted the truth: Michael was gone for good. I'd clung to hope for so long, believing his distance was just a phase, but tonight f