All Chapters of The Hybrid Prince's Pursued Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

**Jeremy's POV**It's been three fucking days! THREE! And I have gained nothing for my patience. No leads, no sightings, not even a single fucking clue, scent, a lock of hair—FUCKING NOTHING!! My emotions are spiralling; it's all over the place. I am so fucking ANGRY! I need my mate; the longer she is away from me, the more feral Drud and I become. I am struggling to think rationally and to function normally. I need my mate; I need my Laura. Fuck, ever since I got paired with her, all my emotions are explosive, and I am even more unhinged.I looked outside the back passenger window; we're on the highway, and the moving view was fitting as I struggled to focus on anything. My mind is a raging storm. Is this how it feels when paired with a mate that has your heart? I hear Drud hum in agreement as he listens to my thoughts.My eyes drift to my mate's phone in my hand. Holding this is now the only thing that connects me to her. The only fucking thing I have been staring at for hours on en

**Laura's POV**It's been sometime now since I regained consciousness. I'm not sure if it has been hours, but all I know is it's been too long. I can't move, and there is only darkness; it's unnerving. I can sense a presence close to me, but my ears are blocked. Or am I deaf? I don't know what to feel because every single emotion is competing for dominance. I feel frightened because Jerry might be right next to me. Relieved I'm still alive. Bitterness towards the injustice fucking life has bestowed upon me ever since I acknowledged my existence! Sadness as I have lost my face, the only thing that made me feel somewhat happy about myself. Michael! I can't believe he and Amber went that far! Why? Why go through all of that on a nobody such as myself? What the fuck is wrong with that dick?! Ruining my life just because things didn't go his way? Even the whole ordeal at the bistro was extreme, exaggerated, and cruel. Showing the whole city, he got someone better, the ideal woman who

Ah, I get it now. That’s why he is so lost and ghostlike. Why care for her so much? I felt adrenaline rush through me as jealousy penetrated my heart, but I replied, pretending to seem unfazed, “Not that I know of, and frankly, I don’t give a shit. You’re better off getting another waitress than worrying about her.” “Un-fucking-believable,” he snarled, then shoved past me and disappeared to the manager's office. Fucking dick, as if I will tell him where Lau is right now. If it wasn't for him giving her a job, she'd still be dependent on me! Keres would never have fucking found her! Keres! I cursed to myself as I remembered the reason why I was here, then rushed to where he and his goons were waiting. "So glad you could finally join us, Michael," Keres greeted somewhat happily. I remained quiet with my head high, not giving the slightest fucks. I cowered in fear once, but not anymore. Once I sat down, I finally managed to get a look at the fucker as I glared at him defiantly. He se

**Keres POV**"It's been nineteen days with you in my care, my sweet. Spending each day with you like this has had me on cloud nine," I say out loud as I study this sleeping angel before me. This has been my routine every day, remaining close to my honeycomb, talking to her, touching her. Praying for this interaction to somehow make her grow close to me.My eyes remain fixed on her. So peaceful, so unaware of everything, and safe from everyone. She is absolutely breathtaking, and I find it more and more difficult each day not to kiss her lips, but I will endure and wait. It is a moment I wish to share and experience with her when she is awake."Oh my sweet, sweet honeycomb," I murmured, playing with her soft long locks between my fingers while taking a thirsty sip of wine."Now this is a sight I'd never thought I'd witness!" teased a familiar sultry voice.I looked up only to see a tall cloaked woman approaching me. "My, my, Rosalind, it has been so long," I said, taken aback when I r

***Laura's POV***It has been many nights, and I started losing count, but I am sure it has been close to four weeks since I’ve been conscious in the confines of my mind.It was now afternoon. The nurse had just fluffed my pillows and massaged my legs and arms. She made me comfortable and tucked me in as the routine went. I hope I get the chance to thank her for looking after me.Suddenly, a strange sucking sound invaded my ears, completely ripping me away from my thoughts. I felt the gentle greeting of my saviour's touch as he combed my hair away with his fingers and kissed my forehead.The noises continued to assault my ears. I swear I could hear my saviour's voice, though still very muffled. He began to tickle my forearm. I grew a liking to it, as it always calms me down. My ears gradually made crackling sounds, and then, without warning, they popped open. Bloody hell, it stung so badly!"How is she today? Any updates on her condition?" asked a familiar voice. So it is Keres... I s