Todos los capítulos de The Alpha's Mute Mate : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

The morning air was cool on my skin. I stepped outside slowly, my steps unsure. The sunlight was too bright. I hadn’t seen the sun in years, not without fear. My eyes struggled to adjust, blinking fast as the light hurt them. Everything looked washed out. My vision, already half-blind from the beatings and darkness I had lived in, fought to focus.Still, the breeze was gentle, carrying the scent of flowers and grass. It felt strange. I was used to the scent of blood, cold floors, and chains. I didn’t know what to do with the peace.Luca walked beside me, not too close, but close enough to help if I needed it. He didn’t say much. He never pressured me. That was why I trusted him during our learning sessions. He let me talk with drawings or small nods. He didn’t laugh when I stammered or stayed silent.Killian was ahead, speaking to a warrior near the training ground. He looked different in the sunlight. Less cruel, more calm. His eyes caught mine for a second, and he gave me a small no

I had barely finished my lesson with Luca when the day took an unexpected turn. We had just gone over a few more signs, and I could tell Luca was getting impatient with me, though not in a bad way. He just wanted me to progress faster, to understand more. But no matter how hard I tried, the words and signs seemed to slip through my fingers.Luca noticed my frustration and placed a hand on my shoulder. “You’re doing well,” he reassured me, his voice gentle, though it carried a hint of concern. “Just take it easy. You’ll get there.”I nodded, grateful for his patience. But before I could say anything, the door to the room swung open with a loud thud, and my heart skipped a beat. I didn’t have to turn to know who it was.Killian’s presence filled the room like a storm. He didn’t speak right away, but his eyes were sharp, watching us both. The tension in the air grew thick, and I immediately felt the shift.“Luca,” Killian’s voice was calm, but there was an edge to it that made my stomach

Killian’s POVI stood at the edge of the packhouse balcony, the wind tugging at my sleeves, while my gaze was fixed on the grounds below. The sun hung low, bathing everything in a golden hue for me. From up here, it all looked peaceful—like it was a perfect illusion.But I wasn’t fooled by it.Down there, Selene stood beneath the tree with Luca beside her, the two of them exchanging words in their own quiet rhythm and demonstration. She smiled at him—softly, shyly—and the sight of it hit me like a punch to the gut.I clenched the iron railing which was standing by my side.I should have been happy to see she was relating with someone in the pack. I should have felt relieved that she was making progress in communicating, that she was finally beginning to communicate. That she trusted someone enough to let her guard down. Hell, I was the one who brought Luca here to help her. I assigned him. I approved of his methods. And he was good at what he did.Too good that she was coming out of

I traced the curtain’s fabric with my fingers, the same way I’d been tracing the tangled threads of my heart for days. The light outside the window was golden and warm, but it did nothing to melt the frost growing inside me.Luca's voice echoed in my mind—his voice was soft, calm, steady each time he speaks. He never rushed me. Never demanded I learn faster. He simply was a constant presence in the quiet moments I couldn’t share with anyone else. With him, there was no pressure to speak, no weighty expectations. Just patience. Gentle eyes. The language of hands and glances that left out a big smile on my face. The type of smile I had never had for years. Ever. Not after I had been abused by Sebastian. The only one who had tried giving me that smile again was Killian.He made me feel seen, not because I was broken or marked by fate, but simply because I was me.But even that comfort felt like betrayal now.Because when Killian entered the room, the air changed. My breath caught. My ski

The fear didn’t leave.It stayed like a second skin. No matter how warm the sun was or how many voices surrounded me, it clung to me—cold, heavy, suffocating.Ever since that letter arrived, I hadn't felt safe. Not even here. Not even with Killian.He’s already within your territory. Fourteen days. Return what’s mine… or face a war.Sebastian’s words looped in my mind like a curse. I hadn't slept properly. I barely ate. My chest constantly ached with the pressure of unspoken fear. The kind of fear that sat in your bones, always whispering—you’re the reason this is happening.And now I was here, watching Killian stand in the center of the pack’s training ground like a force of nature. He looked powerful. Unbreakable. His presence alone could have convinced any outsider that he was the last Alpha anyone would ever want to challenge.But I knew better.Sebastian didn’t fight fair."Train harder. Triple rotations. Elara—lead the north perimeter team. We don't take breaks. We don’t leave c