บททั้งหมดของ The Accused Mate: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 136

POV: Marcus HaleThe file burned my fingers as I grabbed it.Not exactly, but it might as well have. The words on the page made my blood turn to ice. I'd been searching through the Inter-Pack Council records for hours, looking for budget discrepancies. What I found was so much worse."Mother's Light will rise again," I whispered, reading the hidden message at the bottom of the supply order. "The false alphas will fall."My hands shook. We thought we'd caught all the Mother followers after their last attack. We thought wrong.The door creaked behind me. I spun around, stuffing the file into my jacket."Marcus?" Councilwoman Elena Frost stood in the doorway. "What are you doing here so late?"Elena had been one of our most trusted friends during the pack merger. She'd helped write the new rules. She'd been at every important meeting.She'd also just signed her name on three different items that made no sense."Just catching up on paperwork," I

POV: Rowan KingsleyThe arrow missed my head by inches.I ducked behind a fallen tree as more arrows whistled through the air. So much for peaceful talks."Come out, rogue!" someone yelled. "We know you're stealing from our territory!"I sighed and called back, "I'm not stealing anything! I'm here to talk!""Rogues don't talk! They steal and kill!"Another arrow thudded into the tree above me. These pack wolves were really starting to annoy me."My name is Rowan Kingsley!" I yelled. "I have information about the Mother cults! Information that could save your pack!"The arrows stopped. Good. Maybe now they'd listen."How do we know you're not one of them?" a different voice called."Because they tried to kill me three times last week!" I stood up slowly, hands showing. "Look, I get it. You don't trust rogues. But right now, we might be your only hope."Three wolves emerged from the trees, bows still drawn. I recognized their pack scent

POV: Orion Kings The pain hit me like a knife to the chest. I dropped my coffee mug and doubled over, gasping. It felt like someone was burning me alive from the inside. But I wasn't hurt. This wasn't my pain. It was Amara's. "Orion!" My friend Jake rushed over. "What's wrong?" "My sister," I managed to say between gasps. "Something's happening to Amara." The twin bond we shared had always been strong, but ever since her powers woke, it had become almost overwhelming. When she hurt, I hurt. When she was scared, I felt her fear like it was my own. Right now, she was scared. "I have to go," I said, trying to stand. "Go where? She's three hundred miles away!" "I don't care. She needs me." The pain started to fade, but the fear stayed. Something was very wrong. I could feel Amara fighting something, but I couldn't tell what. My phone rang. Unknown number.