Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha’s Deal: Be My Mate: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Chapter 91 : he WarningZarina's POVI was sitting in the pack living room, the soft hum of the house enveloping me, but my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. It had been a day or two since Cara came by, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. Every time I thought about the way she'd looked at me, the way she'd apologized… it felt too good to be true. But maybe I was thinking too much. Maybe this was the start of something new. Maybe she was actually changing.Asher walked in through the door, his tired eyes scanning the room before they settled on me. I knew something was wrong — his jaw was tight, and his eyes had that glint, that edge, like he was hunting for something.“Zarina," he said, his voice low, warning already present in it. "I need to talk to you."I looked up from the book I had been pretending to read. My heart skipped a beat. "What is it?He crossed the room, his boots thudding on the wooden floor, and stood in front of me. He didn't sit down, just

Chapter 93: EscapedI smiled as I sat at the corner of the big hall, watching people laugh, dance, and eat. Cara's birthday party was more lively than I expected. Lively lights were all around, music was playing from one end of the room, and everyone seemed to be in good spirits. Even I had forgotten, for a moment, about all the issues waiting for me back home.Cara had welcomed me warmly when I got there. She hugged me, smiled big, and even introduced me to some unknown people. It was strange. But after what she did before, after everything, I thought maybe this was her way of apologizing once more. Maybe she was really changing.I did not want to believe that she was still scheming something wicked. She had fed me, talked kindly, and even made me feel safe. Maybe the tranquility could be forever.But my abdomen had started aching slightly, and I supposed that maybe I ate something wrong. I went upstairs and shuffled silently to the hall to find the bathroom. I didn't inform anyone.

Chapter 95 : A Link Zarina's POV I was cold. And scared. I had no idea how long I was there. Maybe a day. Maybe more. There was no window. No light. Just the same stuffy darkness, the same quiet… unless you counted water. I heard it—the river that ran close by. That sound made me remember that I still existed, at least. The air reeked of mold. The walls were damp. My wrists ached from the ropes that had held me for so long. My belly growled, but I no longer cared. Hunger didn't matter. Anything didn't matter except getting away. Except finding Asher again. Holding my babies again. I had missed them so terribly. Their hugs. Their laughter. Even the idiotic things like wiping their face or smoothing their hair. I didn't even know if they were okay. Were they crying over me? Were they looking? Did Asher still believe I was alive? My heart tightened. I had almost lost hope… until I heard his voice. Asher He found me through the mind-link. When I heard him talk in my

Chapter 97: The Night AfterZarina's POVThe moon was high above the clouds as Asher brought me into our home. His arms held me so tightly, it was as though he was scared that if he loosened them, I would vanish. I could feel his heart pounding against my side, and his scent—warm and reassuring—wrapped around me like a blanket. For the first time in what felt like forever, I was safe. My mind wasn't.He laid me gently on our bed and sat beside me, brushing my hair back from my face. “You’re home,” he whispered, as if saying the words out loud would make them more real. “You’re safe now, Zarina.”I attempted to speak, to thank him, to say how scared I had been… but my throat shut. I could only nod and take his hand. He squeezed it.Asher did not leave my side for the rest of the night. He sat beside me, his eyes barely straying from mine for more than a second. He brought me warm water, washed my face with a soft cloth, and helped me change into a clean shirt. All of these things, howe

Chapter 99: Just For PeaceZarina's POVI sat at the edge of our bed, staring at the wall. The house was silent. Too silent. The kind of silence that weighed on you, making it hard to breathe.Asher had left for a meeting with the elders, and the children were all in bed upstairs. But my heart wasn't peaceful. My thoughts weren't peaceful. It was as if my mind was battling itself.I wrapped my hands around each other, rubbing fingers against each other slowly, attempting to collect myself. But I couldn't.It was too much.After the terror, since I had come back, I hadn't slept, not really. I was safe now, yet I was still afraid. I still saw their faces in the dark. I still felt the ropes at my wrists, though long gone.I had hoped to be fine once I reached home, in Asher's arms, in my own bed. But the truth was—I wasn't. I was broken on the inside. And worse, I was afraid.Not for me.But for my children.The pack was still tense. Even though Cara wasn't speaking any more, the wounds