Semua Bab Breeder or Mate: The Crimson Threshold: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Alpha Female Zela’s Point of ViewStrange voices and a thick, nauseating scent dragged me back to the harsh grip of consciousness.My eyelids fluttered open, struggling against a persistent fog, only to discover that my limbs felt utterly lifeless. It was as if they no longer belonged to me, detached and useless. With a surge of desperate energy, I managed to shift one leg, only to find out that it was securely bound. A wave of ice-cold dread washed over me.I inhaled deeply, dragging in a ragged breath, fighting to reclaim full consciousness, to shake off the lingering stupor.Lorainne, I realized with a fresh jolt of horror, had drugged me on the yacht and brought me to this place. There was no other explanation. I had grievously underestimated her, her innocent demeanor had masked a truly sinister core. After a week at sea, the unsettling truth had slowly dawned on me; she wasn't working for Alpha Jermain at all, but for her own mate.Damn it!What was it about these mates that allo

“What is happening here? Where is Nerville?”A piercing shriek tore through the vast, opulent mansion of the businessman, shattering the fragile peace of the night. Lorainne burst into the offering chamber, her entrance a whirlwind of fury and desperation. She had known her mate was engaged in his sacred rites, had anticipated his completion within the next half hour. But an insidious, agonizing crack had just fractured their mate bond, a harsh precursor to an impending doom. The sudden, searing emptiness in her chest screamed a truth she refused to accept, that she had lost her mate.Like a cornered, feral animal, she whipped her head around, her eyes frantically scanning the room. But there was no trace of her mate, Nerville, nor any sign of Zela. The silence that now hung heavy, where she had expected the murmurs of ritual, was a deafening void. Her gaze snagged on the floor, on the severed ropes lying in stark contrast to the rough stone, and on the crimson smears that stained the

Crown Prince Raul’s Point of View still“There’s no point in threatening me, Crown Prince. You are the true loser here, whether my mate and I face the guillotine or not. You will never get your future Queen back.”I stared at the woman, utterly bewildered, her words echoing, replaying in my mind with agonizing clarity.It sounded like a nightmare, a horrifying hallucination I desperately wanted to forget, to simply ignore, to deny the very possibility of her words. But the casual cruelty in her voice, the almost serene contempt on her face, indicated otherwise.“What exactly do you mean? Where is Zela?” I growled barely contained.With every ounce of strength I possessed, I pushed Slade back, restraining his violent impulses. He was more than ready, to tear the woman before us limb from limb, to reduce her to nothing. Her blatant threat, her mocking certainty, had ignited a consuming rage within him.'She needs to know who she is playing with! Raul, let me teach this bitch a lesson. We

Alpha Female Zela's Point of ViewEra, my wolf, sprinted through the dense forest at a dizzying pace, her instincts serving as our sole navigator.The warrior who had orchestrated my escape had cryptically mentioned meeting a "loved one" without delving into any further details. At the time, I hadn't the luxury of asking questions, my joy at finally escaping Alpha Nerville’s clutches, combined with the fear of encountering Lorraine again, had spurred me to turn around immediately and get out of there like a whirlwind.Every fiber of my being urged me onward, away from the confinement and the shadowed memories.Soon, I could discern the faint, earthy scent of a creek, growing stronger with each powerful stride. The plan was simple, we would head upstream, then pause there to catch our breath, to truly feel safe. Perhaps it was there that I would finally meet the person responsible for my daring escape.A "loved one" implied a friend, someone I wouldn't need to fear, someone who could g

Alpha Female Zela’s Point of View"Where can we live now?" I asked, slightly breathless, still reeling from the rapid shift in emotions, from the fiery intensity of his kiss to the stark uncertainty of our future.I slid down from his embrace, my feet finding purchase on the forest floor, though my hands still clung to his hips, unwilling to completely sever our connection."Silver Bow and Eclipse Moon are currently unsafe. And my apartment in Human Town is already known territory."My mind raced, desperately seeking a viable solution to our immediate problem—plotting escape routes, potential hideouts, only to find each thought countered by a looming threat. Every option was a closed door, every hope of refuge crushed beneath the weight of danger, making my head spin.Erico, however, crouched down and cradled my face gently in his hands, his thumbs softly tracing my cheekbones. Then, with quiet confidence, he pressed a soft, dry kiss to my lips, a gesture that instantly soothed my fra