All Chapters of I Came Back For My Alpha and Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ScottWe rode in silence.The rhythmic thrum of the tires and the occasional rumble of engines were the only sounds that accompanied us as we cut through the packside. Trees blurred past the windows, casting flickers of shadow and light across our convoy.Regardless, I couldn’t stop looking at the rearview mirror, not at the road, but at them. Louisa was tucked into Jace’s arms in the backseat of the lead SUV, her head resting quietly against his chest. His hand cradled her protectively, fingers brushing her arm with the kind of tenderness that made my insides twist. I clenched the wheel tighter, jaw locked. Every second she leaned into him was another second I hated myself for ever pushing her away.She should’ve been in my arms. It should’ve been me. But I said nothing. I endured. I had to.We drove for hours until the terrain began to change, trees thickening, the air growing cooler as we approached Leatherhead territory. I could smell the edge of their borders before I saw them.T

Louisa/Agnes The air outside was still alive with chaos. Gunfire cracked like whip lashes, echoing through the war and the scent of ash and blood clung to the wind. I followed behind Kane as he moved, fast but cautious, his posture stiff like someone walking beside a ticking bomb.The moment we emerged from the shadows, a group of armed men turned their rifles toward me.Idiots.Before their fingers could squeeze the triggers, I raised my hand, my eyes burning hot. With a snap of my wrist, an invisible force yanked the guns from their hands. They screamed as the weapons flew through the air. From the corner of my eyes, I saw how surprised Kane seemed. One of them charged anyway. I didn't flinch, I flicked two fingers in his direction. His feet left the ground as if the earth had rejected him, and his body slammed into the hood of a car with a metallic bang, rolling off in a heap.Kane glanced back, eyes wide. “Those were my men!”“And yet they tried to kill me,” I said, flipping a st

Louisa/AgnesMy chest rose and fell slowly as I moved back toward my body, my pulse steady despite the storm inside me.I crouched, lifted my hand, and let a spell slip from my lips, old words humming in my throat. Power rolled off me in shimmering waves, forming a barrier that settled over the body like glass spun from moonlight. A lock that not even death itself could break.Priscilla’s voice cut through the silence. “What are you doing?”I didn’t look at her. “I have trust issues,” I said flatly, the edge of a bitter smile tugging at my mouth. “And now, I have solitude. None of you will ever lay a hand on my body again.”Celine’s jaw tightened. A flash of annoyance rippled across her face. “Of course, you were never on our side!”Priscilla blinked, confused, her voice faltering. “Wait…what does that even mean?”Celine shot her a quick glance before answering coldly. “It means she’s not going to kill Alpha Scott and his brother. She is not going to end the bloodline that killed us!”

Louisa/Agnes Scott strode ahead of us, his long steps clipped, purposeful, like he couldn’t reach her fast enough. The air around him crackled with a restless energy, rage giving way to something more fragile.Jace fell into step beside me, close enough that his arm brushed mine as we moved down the corridor. The stone walls swallowed our footsteps, the silence stretching until his voice slid into it.“I never knew you had a sister,” he whispered, his head angled toward me. “Is she… doing okay now?”The question hit me like a stone to the chest. My breath caught, my eyes snapping to his face. Shock rooted me in place for a moment, my steps faltering. His gaze heavy with concern, searched mine. I had no answer. None that wouldn’t unravel me further. So I only stared, lips pressed tight, forcing myself forward.Jace exhaled slowly, his voice roughened with restrained emotion. “Come on, Louisa. Of course I’m upset… upset that you slept with Alpha Kane.” He paused, taking a deep breath.

Louisa/Agnes I shifted a step aside, giving myself space from his closeness. The air between us thickened, his warmth still brushing against my skin where his lips had touched.“I met a witch over there,” I said finally.Jace’s expression faltered. His brows drew together, his posture stiffening as though the mere word unsettled him. He took a half step toward me, his voice dropping low. “A witch?”“Yes,” I breathed, letting the word linger. My fingers trailed over the sash of my robe before I folded my arms, clutching them loosely across my chest. “She said she saw you… staring at a dead body. And that dead body meant something to you.”The color drained from his face. His jaw flexed, the muscle twitching. “What dead body?” His tone was defensive, but there was something underneath it, a flicker of fear, quickly buried.I held his gaze for a heartbeat longer, then let my shoulders lift in a subtle shrug. “Perhaps she was only trying to get into my head,” I said lightly, though I wat