Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Accused Mate: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

POV: Gamma Rael NovakI ducked as a chair flew over my head and smashed against the wall. The pack meeting room had turned into a battlefield."Traitor!" someone yelled from across the room. "Elias abandoned us!""He's still our Alpha!" I yelled back, jumping onto the table to be heard over the chaos. "Everyone, stop fighting!"But nobody listened. Half the pack backed Elias, while the others had sided with his mother, Ingrid. Without Elias here to lead us, the Artemis Pack was falling apart.A fist came flying at my face. I stopped it and pushed the attacker away, not wanting to hurt a packmate. These were my friends, my family. How had things gotten so bad?"Enough!" The strong voice of Ingrid Devereaux cut through the noise as she entered the room. Everyone froze."This is what happens when we follow a weak Alpha," she said, her eyes cold as ice. "My son picked a murderer over his pack. Now look at us."I jumped down from the table, my heart b

POV: Luna Seraphina Winters (Spirit)I pushed through the veil between life and death, fighting against the currents that tried to pull me back. Eighteen years I'd waited for this moment. Eighteen years trapped in the spirit world, watching my daughter suffer without being able to help her.Until now.Amara slumped against the wall of the abandoned house where Celeste had left her. Blood soaked through her shirt from the wound an assassin had given her before they fled. Her eyes fluttered, awareness slipping away."Amara!" I called, my voice like wind through leaves. "Stay awake!"She blinked, looking around the dim room. "Who's there?"I gathered my strength, pulling energy from the moonlight streaming through the broken window. Slowly, my form took shape – fuzzy at first, then clearer.Amara's eyes widened. "Mom?"My heart – or what left of it – ached at that single word. She recognized me, even though she'd been just a baby when I died."Y

POV: Amara KingsI kicked Luther's legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground. The pack circle around us roared as their former Beta hit the ground for the third time."Stay down," I warned, my chest rising with each breath. Blood dripped from a cut above my eye, but I barely felt it. My attention was entirely on the man who had destroyed my life.Luther spat blood onto the ground. "Never," he growled, his eyes flickering between their regular brown and the black of The Mother's influence. "I'll die before I bow to Charles's brat."He lunged at me again, claws extended. I sidestepped, grabbed his arm, and used his speed to slam him face-first into the ground. The sound of his nose breaking was sickeningly pleasurable."That's for framing me for Kamla's murder," I said.Three days ago, I'd been on the run, injured and lost. Then my mother's ghost had appeared, healing me and telling the truth about my heritage. Now I was back, fighting fo

POV: Ingrid DevereauxI lunged forward, but the chains tying my wrists to the floor stopped me short. Pain shot through my shoulders as I strained against the silver links."You have no idea what you're doing!" I shouted at my son. "That girl will destroy everything!"Elias stood at the head of the pack circle, his face hard as stone. Beside him stood Amara Kings, the witch who had bewitched him. Around us, the entire Artemis Pack watched in silence."Mother," Elias said, his voice cold. "You stand accused of conspiracy against your Alpha and planning against his true mate. How do you plead?"I laughed bitterly. My own kid. My flesh and blood. Now he looked at me like I was a stranger."I plead that I was trying to save you," I spat. "Save all of us."The pack hall fell silent. Outside, I could hear the sounds of fighting. The Mother's followers were still striking, led by Amara's brother. But that fight seemed far away now. This was a different kind

POV: Alpha Dorian GravesI smashed the mirror with my hand, ignoring the pain as glass shards cut into my skin. Blood dripped onto the cabin floor, but I didn't care. The face that had stared back at me wasn't my own. For a split second, I'd seen her there – my dead mate, Lyra – her eyes accusing, her lips forming the word "betrayal.""She's not coming back," I growled to myself, picking a shard of glass from my fingers. "Not the way I wanted."Around me, my pack members kept their distance. They'd seen my rages before. They knew better than to come close when I was like this."Alpha," Keira, my new Beta, spoke from the doorway. "Our scouts have returned from the Artemis territory."I turned to her, not trying to hide my anger. "And?""The Mother's troops have attacked. The pack house is in chaos." She paused. "Amara Kings is with Elias Beaumont."I threw the bloody glass shard across the room. Of course she was with him. Her true mate. The man who h