All Chapters of My Dear Master, We're Mates! (M×M): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

ALEXANDERIt’s the day of my mother’s funeral, and I don't feel anything. Not sadness, not grief, nothing. I have no memories of her and no desire to form any because she's always been a distant figure I never really needed. However, her death's still a bit mysterious to me. Reaching for my black tux in my closet, I wear it slowly, watching my swift movements in the mirror. I have other pressing issues weighing on my mind. So I just want to get this funeral over with. The car ride to the graveyard is silent. Nelson sits next to me, his face buried in his hands, though his tears don’t seem real. The moment we reach the funeral site, it feels like time slows down. The mourners are gathered, their faces serious, their eyes lowered. Nelson keeps sobbing like a child, loud and unrestrained, and God it irritates me.Is he even my older brother? This grown man who can’t even hold himself together for a moment like this? His tears are so heavy and exaggerated, they make my stomach turn.

ISABELLA’S POVSpending an entire day in my room isn't really my thing. My curtains are drawn shut, lights off, pillows clutched to my chest like it's the only thing that can save me from this misery. My father's words still echo in my head. Hell, I don't think I forgot it for a second. My father wasn’t joking when he said it. His face was too serious, too final. From the way he looked at me, I could tell I'm already sold off and there's no escape for me. Till this moment, I still find it hard to understand why he picked Lord Regal.His family is fairly rich, but not as powerful as Father usually wants. That part doesn’t make sense. Why them? Why him? Why chain me to a man I'm not even interested in?I feel so caged. Like I've been shoved into a box and dumped into a quarry. I'm supposed to be strong, I know. I'm supposed to keep my head high and accept my fate as the vampire lord's daughter. But right now, all I want to do is scream. To scream as loud as I can. To bring down

ETHANIt's midnight and I'm wide awake. I can't close my eyes without seeing the disappointment etched on Alexander’s face or hear Hudson's degrading words weighing down my spirit.Deep down I know I'm the reason Alexander is yet to visit the smaller packs. Because I'm not strong enough, weak and can't tap into my damn wolf. I'm so upset I slam my fist into the walls. My breathing comes out harsh as I grab a shirt from my closet then wear it quickly. In a few minutes, I'm walking toward the training ground in a plain shirt and some casual grey pants.I'm not getting the fuck out of here until I tap into my damn wolf.And rather than letting myself feel warm, I won't. The cold air bites into my skin when I take off my shirt, revealing my pale skin. Closing my eyes, I try to tap into it, following Alexander's instructions like he's right in front of me. I call out to him with the voice in my head, then wait, then try again, and when I hear nothing, I punch the tree until my knuckle b

ISABELLAI walk down the hallway, frowning the whole time. Matteo always sends me on stupid errands, and here I am again, hunting for maids like some servant. Increasing my footsteps, I hurry down the stairs, eager to find a maid to get that information from his throat. A few seconds of searching, I spot a human maid dusting a creepy crow sculpture. She looks nervous when I stop in front of her.“You,” I say with a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes. “Come with me.”She hesitates. “Miss Vitale…”“Now,” I cut in, my eyes lingering on her round face. “You dare to disobey my orders?” Her hands shake as she sets the cloth down and follows. In the garden, I see another maid clipping roses. My smile grows, even though it feels fake.“You too, follow me.”She looks confused but obeys.With two beautiful maids, my mission is complete. My chest feels heavy, but I keep moving until we reach Matteo’s room. I push the door open and shove them in. Their screams echo immediately.By the time I ste

ALEXANDERHudson drums his fingers against the steering wheel, the sound steady and annoying like he’s doing it on purpose, and I tell myself not to snap at him even though I badly want to. Ethan sits in the backseat, quiet as always. His arms are crossed, eyes fixed on the blur of the trees rushing past us. We're finally headed to Hades pack to visit the Alpha about joining hands together. I'm supposed to be calm and happy for this progress, not restless. My thoughts keep dragging me back to that night. The night Ethan told me his wolf's name. In that moment, I should have been proud of him. He finally tapped into his wolf. He finally got the name of his wolf. But instead, i was worried about the nightmare I had before Ethan stepped in. Everything was too vivid—the blood, the gore, the screams. Ethan destroyed everything with no hesitation in his eyes. He ruined my pack, slaughteted innocent people, and then he killed me. His eyes were full of pain but he killed me anyway. I