Semua Bab Mate Rebound : Bab 241 - Bab 250

Damien’s POV~Lyra gripped my arm in a way that made it look as though she had no intention of ever letting me go. She had delicate, soft hands, and her voice was sweet as she leaned into me.“Damien, you really don’t have to do this to yourself. You’ve been through so much,” she muttered, tilting her face up to mine with open, worried eyes. “Let me take care of you. Please, don’t shut me out. I’ve been so worried.”I barely heard her. My skin was trying to crawl out from under her hand. I yanked my arm away, the muscles in my jaw tightening at her fake concern for me. Her voice was sweet, but what I tasted was poison. And without another word, I pushed her out of my way and left the house in an angry rush, leaving her standing there like a deer in headlights with that perfect mask beginning to slip for only a second.The cold night air hit me hard, and I welcomed it. It ripped into my chest and washed the sticky-sweet of her from my lungs. I punched the solid stone wall next to the

Damien’s POV~Rage filled my chest as I dragged Elara away from those accursed bars. Her knees got hurt from the force as they got scraped on the stone. My breath hitched. I crouched and inspected her wounds; my hand shook as I cleared the dirt.“Shit,” I murmured, cursing myself for allowing her to get so near. “I’m sorry,” I said softly. My wolf cried inside me, angry at her stupidity and at my lack of protection.The tears were glistening in her eyes, but she yanked her hand out of mine before I could comfort her. Caspian turned his biting glare back to the rogue, questioning him. “Who branded you?” he demanded. “Which seer made you accept this?”The rogue let out an ugly cough, and blood immediately filled his mouth, running down his chin. Yet there was a sick and mocking grin on his face.Something inside me snapped. With a surge of rage, I threw myself forward, hitting the bars so violently that my hand shook them. “Enough riddles,” I snarled. “Give me names. Who commands you?

Caspian's POV~ I kept on pacing back and forth across my room until the walls felt like though they were closing in on me. I’d been thinking over and over again about the rogue’s words. He hadn’t had the grace to look at me when he said it. His focus had been on Damien. “You are already lying next to the traitor.” Those words did not leave my head, no matter how often I tried to dismiss them. I put on my boots and stepped out of the room. I had to work off some of this tension. The yard was empty at this time, and that was just the way I liked it. I pulled a wooden sword off the wall and started running through exercises. Every swing and every step were supposed to knock the rogue’s words from my mind, but they only grew louder. He had known something. He had wanted to say more, but his death stopped him.I tightened my grip and pounded, harder, faster, with sweat running down my back. “Elara said you even trained back on the mountain,” a voice behind me said.I turned quickly. Wi

Elara’s POV~I stopped outside my mother’s door, the food rattling on the tray in my hands despite my attempts to keep it steady. For a long second, I rested my forehead against the door, closing my eyes and mumbling a silent prayer that today would go better and that the laughter I’d once known in this room might still exist. I tugged my back, and then I stood up straight, tapped lightly, and waited.“Enter,” said her warm, recognizable voice, but with a weariness that pierced me.I let myself in. My mother’s countenance brightened, her eyes shining but with dark circles revealing her constant burden. “Elara,” she whispered, her smile stretching wider. “When you’re not here, I miss you.”My heart hurt, but I smiled so she wouldn’t see. I set the tray down on her bedside table. “But don’t say it too loud, Mother. She will never forgive us if she hears we conspired against her.”She chuckled, quietly but genuinely, and suddenly I felt like a child. I laughed along with her before sitti

Elara’s POV~I held my hand up outside Lyra’s door, thinking on whether or not to knock. The sound echoed down the silent hall, and for a minute I didn’t think that she would answer. The door then opened, and there she was, as if I had interrupted something important of hers.“Breakfast,” I said quietly, smiling at her. “Come eat with me?”She cocked her head, squinted her eyes and then sighed. “I was actually going to have breakfast with Damien.”Her words went straight into me. I smiled too, but something in me just got a little tighter. “Oh,” I murmured. “Well… it doesn’t matter. Maybe another time.”I hadn’t looked away in time to miss the sly smile she shot at me. “Fine,” she said, pouting just a little bit. “Since you’re giving me that look, I’ll go. But you’ll owe me.”She looked at me, and I saw in her mischievous eyes the face of her as a child. I just wanted to keep the feeling going, so I laughed quietly and nodded. “All right. I owe you.”We strode together to the dining