Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Accused Mate: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

POV: Alpha Dorian GravesThe arrow whizzed past my ear as I ducked behind a tree. Too close. Artemis land was proving as welcoming as I'd expected."Hold your fire!" I shouted. "I come to issue a formal challenge!"The trees went quiet. I stepped into the open with my hands raised, showing I was alone. Five wolf guards surrounded me, arrows pointed at my heart."Alpha Dorian Graves," said the lead guard, not lowering his bow. "You're trespassing."I flashed my red Alpha eyes. "I'm here to see Elias. Now.""Turn around and leave before—"I moved faster than they could track, grabbing the lead guard's bow and snapping it in half. The others tensed, but I stayed calm."Tell Elias that I'm waiting. Unless he's afraid to face me."The guard spat at my feet but indicated to another to run ahead. "This way," he growled.I followed, letting my mind race with the plan. Amara was somewhere in these woods, hiding from The Mother. I could smell her s

POV: Marcus HaleElias's fist smashed into my jaw, sending me crashing into the wall. I tasted blood but didn't fight back. I deserved this."Say it again," Elias growled, eyes glowing red with Alpha rage. "Say it to my face!"Everyone was watching – Amara, the witch Celeste, Alpha Dorian, Maya and her Blood Moon survivors. All eyes on me as my world fell apart."I helped Kamla trick you," I admitted, spitting blood onto the floor. "I knew she wasn't your real mate."Elias grabbed me by the throat, pulling me off the ground. His claws dug into my skin."You were my Beta," he hissed. "My best friend since we were pups."I didn't struggle. The weight of my secrets had become too heavy to bear, especially with The Mother's attack coming at any time."Why?" Elias demanded. "Tell me why!""They had my sister," I choked out.Elias's grip weakened slightly. "What?" "Ingrid and Luther. They took Lily. Said they'd kill her if I didn't help them."

POV: Elias Beaumont"Duck!" I shouted, pulling Amara down as a fireball crashed through the cabin window. Glass shattered everywhere. The smell of smoke filled the room."Everyone to the back!" I ordered, my Alpha voice making the walls shake.Our small group rushed for cover as more fireballs hit the cabin. Outside, The Mother's army was getting closer. I could hear their howls, smell their bloodlust.I caught Amara's eye across the room. Despite everything, my heart still skipped when she looked at me. Even now, covered in dirt and blood, she was beautiful. And I had almost lost her forever because of my stupidity."The north side is already burning," Maya reported, running in from the back room. "We're trapped."I clenched my hands. This was my fault. My mother had helped bring this horror upon us. My beta had betrayed me. And now everyone I cared about might die.A howl cut through the noise – deeper and more powerful than the others. I recognize

POV: The MotherI tightened my grip on the Alpha's throat, enjoying how his eyes bulged. So weak, these Alphas. Just like all the others I had broken over the ages."Take him to the ritual circle," I told my wolf-witches. "And the unconscious one too."My slaves dragged Elias and Dorian away while I turned my attention back to my daughter. Seraphina knelt before me, her silver eyes—so like my own once were—glaring with hate."Still so defiant," I sighed, touching her cheek. "Even in chains.""You won't win," she spat. "Amara is stronger than you think."I laughed, the sound echoing across the battlefield. "Strong? Yes. But also stupid. Just like you were."The black stone around my neck pulsed, feeling my anger. Inside it swirled the souls of a hundred Alphas I had destroyed over my long life. Their power was mine now.I looked to where Amara had stood moments ago, daring me. I could feel the twin bond growing between her and Orion. It both pleas

POV: Ingrid DevereauxThe knife missed my face by inches. I ducked and rolled behind the supply tent, heart beating."I know you're there, Ingrid," a voice called out. "You should have stayed in the main camp."I reached for my own blade, hating myself for coming alone. The fight with The Mother raged half a mile away, but here in the backup camp, I'd found something far worse—treachery."Show yourself!" I ordered, trying to sound braver than I felt. My son Elias was fighting for his life, and I'd be damned if I'd let a spy ruin everything now.A shadow moved between the tents. I caught a glimpse of dark hair and recognized the figure immediately."Marcus?" I whispered, stunned.Marcus Hale stepped into view, his eyes cold as stone. My son's best friend. Our pack's best fighter. And, obviously, a traitor."Why?" I asked, holding my knife tighter. "Elias trusted you with his life."Marcus laughed. "Elias is a fool. He always was. The Mother of