All Chapters of The Alpha's Mute Mate : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I jolted awake with a strangled gasp, my chest heaving as though I had been running for miles. My skin was clammy with sweat, and my pulse thundered in my ears. The remnants of the dream—or rather, the vision—clung to me like a shadow that wouldn’t let go.I could still see his eyes—Sebastian’s—glowing crimson in the darkness, filled with amusement and cruelty. I could hear his voice calling my name, soft like silk, but with a promise of death in every syllable. And just before the vision ended, I saw flames devour everything I loved.I sat up, pulling the blankets off with shaking hands. My breath fogged in the air despite the warmth of the room. The atmosphere felt too still, like the world was holding its breath. There was a strange pressure in the air—thick, heavy, and pulsing like a second heartbeat. It wasn’t just the aftershock of the vision. No, this was something else—something inside me.A warm, tingling sensation rolled beneath my skin like electricity. I could feel it puls

The air was still—too still. It was the kind of silence that didn’t soothe but stifled, wrapping around me like a noose. I opened my eyes to find the world bathed in a dull, gray light, the morning sun struggling to pierce through the curtains. Shadows clung to the corners of the room like ghosts. My chest tightened before I even sat up, dread anchoring itself deep in my stomach like a lead weight.My dreams had been nothing but twisted chaos. I’d seen Sebastian’s cold, dead eyes gleaming from the shadows, his mouth unmoving, yet his voice slithered through my mind like a curse. Raven was there too—his smile dripping with triumph, a smirk carved from cruelty. Their whispers had followed me into sleep, poisoning every corner of my subconscious. Even now, awake and aware, I could still feel them lingering—unseen but close, like breath on the back of my neck.I sat up, but my hands betrayed me—they trembled uncontrollably. I tried to steady them, to get the fear away, but it was like

The air in the room felt unusually still when I woke up, like time itself had paused. I reached out and found Killian's pillow next to mine, the scent of him still lingering in the fabric, as comforting as it was bittersweet. He’d been staying close, his presence a constant reassurance in the chaos I had been thrust into. But today, I woke to an empty bed. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but the quietness of the room seemed to stretch on forever, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.Since arriving at the pack, I’d been doing my best to adjust. But no matter how much I tried, I always felt like an outsider. Still, I couldn’t deny that some things were starting to feel a little more familiar. I was slowly learning how to fit in—at least, I hoped I was. Killian had trusted me enough to leave me in Elara’s care while he handled matters within the pack.His departure wasn’t sudden, but it still left a pit in my stomach. He said he’d be back soon, that it wasn’t anything

The first thing I noticed was the scent of herbs—sharp, bitter, and so overwhelming that it clung to the inside of my nose like an invasive reminder. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it wasn’t comforting either. I tried to focus on something else, but as soon as I opened my eyes, a wave of exhaustion slammed into me. The soft flicker of candlelight danced on the walls, casting long shadows that seemed to stretch across the room like tired spirits. The air was thick with the scent of healing oils, balms, and damp earth, all tinged with something sharper—the bitter aftertaste of the wolfsbane poison I’d barely survived.I tried to lift my hand to touch my face, but it felt as though a thousand pounds were pressing down on me. My body didn’t obey me as it once had. Each joint, each vein, felt like it had been soaked in slow fire.It burned and pulsed through every part of me. I was alive, but I didn’t feel truly awake. My skin felt too tight against my bones, my limbs heavy, sluggish. I barely

The sun crept through the trees in pale, hesitant beams, but they did nothing to ease the weight pressing on my chest. The camp, once a safe haven, now felt like a maze full of shadows. Each corner I turned seemed to hold another secret, and I was too exhausted to keep searching for answers. Every step I took felt like I was walking on the edge of something—something I couldn’t quite see but could feel closing in around me. I wanted to trust the people here, wanted to let the illusion of safety in, but I couldn’t. Not yet. Not when there were so many whispers in the air—so many secrets hidden just beneath the surface.The morning began like any other, the quiet hum of the camp bustling around me, but there was an unease settling deep within my bones. I could feel it the moment I woke up—the weight of silence between me and the pack. My body was healing, yes, thanks to Luca’s careful attention, but my mind… my mind was still a shattered mess. The tenderness in his touch, his constant