บททั้งหมดของ MY HYBRID MATE: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Seraphina’s PerspectivePanic clawed at my throat, tightening like a noose. My pulse was erratic, hammering so loudly in my ears that I could barely think. I wanted to run, to escape, but the way he was looking at me—like I was his, like he owned me, made it clear that leaving wouldn’t be easy. "Answer me! How did I come here?" I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended. He smirked, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "You came here willingly. I told you to follow me, and you did," he said, his lips curling into a cruel smile. Like hell, I would ever listen to him. But my mind was blank, completely empty, like a part of my memory had been erased. No matter how hard I tried to remember, I couldn’t recall how I ended up in this dungeon. It was like I had agreed to come here by myself. Something was definitely wrong. "Where am I?" I demanded, standing up from the bed. "One question at a time, little mouse." He smirked, his voice dripping with amusement. "Answer me," I stated firmly,

Seraphina's perspective Ughh, what should I do? How the fuck am I going to get out of here? God knows how long I’ve been stuck in this damn room. There’s no clock, nothing to tell me how much time has passed. It could be hours, maybe even a whole day. I paced back and forth, my fingers pulling at the ends of my shirt as frustration bubbled inside me. Damien could be back any minute, and I had to do something before he returned. If he truly believed I was his mate, then he would probably want to complete the bond. And there was no way in hell I was letting that happen. I needed to keep him away from me for as long as possible—until I figured out a way to escape this hellhole. Because if he got too close… if he forced his mark on me, my wolf would come back. And once that happened, I would be trapped forever. I stopped pacing, sucking in a sharp breath. No. I couldn’t let that happen. I refused to be bound to him. But first, I needed to understand this place—this pack. I needed to know

Damien’s Perspective As I stripped off my clothes, I went straight into the shower, letting the hot water cascade down my body, but it did nothing to cool my rage. Mad? That was an understatement. I was fuming. My blood boiled as I clenched my fists, the veins in my arms pulsing with fury. How fucking dare she? How fucking dare she try to reject me? I gritted my teeth, my jaw tightening as I thought about it. No one has guts. No one. And yet, that little human had the audacity to even consider it. And who the fuck told her about rejection? I never mentioned it. I told her a few things about our world, but she seemed to know more than she should. Suspiciously more. It made me wonder—how could a mere human know so much about my world?She acted strong, fearless, but I could see past the defiance in her eyes. I could smell the fear beneath it. She was hiding something, and I would find out what it was. My wolf, Zyros, was restless, growling in my mind, as enraged as I was. He wanted blo

Damien Perspective Seraphina thrashed in my arms, her body tense with frustration. "Where are you taking me? Put me down!" she snapped, her voice laced with anger. God, this woman. I exhaled sharply, my patience wearing thin. “Sera, behave. Or else.” I warned, my tone dark and unwavering. But of course, she didn’t listen. She never did. “Or else what? You have done enough! Let me go!” she hissed, struggling harder against my hold. A low growl rumbled in my chest as my grip on her tightened. "How about we just show her who she belongs to?" Zyros, my wolf, growled in my head, his voice dripping with possessiveness. "Not right now," I pushed him back, though the temptation was strong. I clenched my jaw and glared down at the infuriating woman in my arms.“Seraphina, you better behave.” My voice was ice-cold as I pushed open the door to my room. Without another word, I threw her onto the bed, watching as she bounced slightly against the mattress. I walked over to the couch across from he

Seraphina's perspective Two weeks later“Luna, here’s your breakfast,” a soft voice called from behind me. I didn’t turn around. My eyes remained fixed on the large window as I watched the pack outside. "Can you send your Beta’s mate, Emma, to my room?" My voice was calm, emotionless. The omega hesitated for a moment before bowing her head. “Your order is my command, Luna. I will let her know.” I listened to her footsteps retreat, the sound of the door locking behind her as she left. A sigh escaped my lips as I leaned against the cold glass, my fingers lightly touching the surface. Outside, the pack was bustling with activity. Warriors were stationed at every corner of the territory, guarding the massive gates with unreadable expressions. Their eyes were sharp, alert. There was no chance of escaping this place—not without getting caught, not without consequences. Beyond the gates, in the large open training grounds, the warriors were in the middle of a brutal session. Some fought wi