All Chapters of The Mate She Can’t See: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVEGRAHAMZoey stood by the door with her arms folded and her jaw set in that stubborn way that always meant I’d already lost the argument even before it started.“You’re not going without me,” she said for the third time. “I want to see Lily.”“This isn’t a casual visit, Zoey,” I said, tugging my jacket over my shoulder. “I’m going to discuss strategy with Viktor. That’s not exactly a spectator sport.”She lifted her chin. “Then I’ll sit in the corner and keep my mouth shut.”“You? Keep your mouth shut?” I muttered, and her eyes narrowed.“Graham.” She whined.I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. “It might not be safe.”“I was safe the last time we were there. Viktor’s not the enemy anymore. You said that yourself.”She wasn’t wrong. Still, my instincts were on edge. The rogues were getting bolder by the day, and Kelvin was still out there, watching and waiting but Zoey’s eyes were sharp with something stronger than stubbornness. It was worry and m

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY SEVENZOEYThe night sky was scattered with stars, soft and silver above the pack grounds. Laughter echoed from the courtyard, where some warriors were still celebrating. Children darted around with leftover sparklers, their giggles rising into the quiet evening. The air smelled like roasted meat, pine trees, and summer fire.I stood near the edge of it all, just a little apart. One hand resting on my belly, the other clutching a warm cup of tea that Hannah had insisted I drink for “baby strength.” I smiled faintly at the thought.Baby.The word still felt too big to say out loud. Even though Graham knew now, even though his reaction had melted every single one of my fears. I hadn’t stopped thinking about the way he kissed me after I told him like I’d just handed him the moon.I heard his footsteps before I saw him.“You disappeared,” Graham said, coming up beside me. He didn’t sound worried, just gently curious.“I just needed some air,” I said, offerin

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHTZOEYThe day was calm, eerily so. The kind of quiet that made you suspicious, like the world was holding its breath for something big.I stood on the balcony just outside our bedroom, the breeze gently tousling my hair. Below, I could see warriors training, their movements precise and sharp, but my mind was far away. My hand rested protectively over my belly, though there was barely anything there yet. Still, I could feel the change happening within me. A flicker of life growing stronger with each passing day.Graham stepped out behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. “You’ve been standing out here for a while,” he murmured. “What are you thinking about?”“Nothing,” I whispered, but he didn’t believe me. I felt him smile against my neck.“You know I can feel you, right? You’re not exactly a blank slate.”I chuckled lightly. “I’m just… processing. It still doesn’t feel real.”“It’s real,” he said gently, placin

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY EIGHTZOEYLily sat cross-legged on my bed, her head resting against the headboard, one arm tucked beneath a pillow as she looked at me with a calm, curious smile. I sat by the window, legs pulled to my chest, the early evening sun casting soft golden lines across the room.“You’re awfully quiet,” she said, breaking the silence.I looked at her. “So are you.”She chuckled. “Touché.”The silence returned, but this time, it wasn’t heavy. Just… there. Present and comforting in a way.Eventually, she tilted her head and asked, “How are you, Zoey? Really?”I blinked, caught off guard by the question. “I’m… okay.”She raised a brow. “Try again.”I sighed, resting my chin on my knees. “I don’t know. Everything’s moving so fast. One minute I’m trying to survive rogue attacks, the next I’m finding out I’m going to be a mom.” I gave a small, nervous laugh. “A mom, Lily. Me.”Her eyes softened, and she shifted closer on the bed. “That’s not a bad thing.”“I know,”

CHAPTER TWO HUNDREDZOEYThe ride back was quiet, not the uncomfortable kind, just the kind that came after a long, full day. Graham’s arms stayed firm around me as I leaned into him, the steady rhythm of the horse’s hooves matching the steady beat of his heart. It was funny how things had changed. Months ago, I would’ve flinched at his touch. Now, I needed it to breathe.When we got back to the pack house, the sky was already beginning to blush with sunset. The guards at the gate bowed slightly. Everything felt calmer, not just outside, but within.We didn’t talk much as we climbed the stairs and entered our room. Graham kicked off his boots, sat on the edge of the bed, and rubbed his face with both hands. He looked tired, deep-tired, but his eyes were still sharp when he glanced at me.“You should eat,” he said.I smiled faintly. “You sound like Hannah.”“I’m serious.”I nodded. “I’ll eat. Just… let me sit with you first.”He opened his arms, and I walked into them without hesitatio