Lahat ng Kabanata ng The cursed mate's return : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Finnick's pov I never thought things would end up like this.Chained to a wall in Kade’s dungeon, weak from wolfsbane, and bleeding from so many cuts I lost count. I could barely lift my head. But I wasn’t dead—not yet. Kade didn’t want me dead. He wanted me to watch.The door banged open.I heard her resounding footsteps loud and steady. Then she appeared.Freya. My mate.She stood bold in the doorway, gleaming in the torchlight. Her hair was wild, her Amber eerie eyes-fierce. She didn’t look like the girl I once rejected and called waif. She looked powerful. Like a queen.“Freya,” I whispered.Kade came in behind her, smiling like he enjoyed this. “Touching, isn’t it?” he said. “She came for you. Even after everything.”Freya ignored him. Her eyes stayed on me. I saw pains, anger, and confusion settling in them but love too. Watching her go through these because of me, I hurts. Not after the shame I put her into__publicly.“Let him go,” she said calmly, her voice commanding.Kade la

Freya’s POVThe moment Kade vanished and my body stopped shaking, I felt it__A pull.Like something inside me had woken up and it wasn’t done with me yet.The wind outside howled louder. I looked up to see the moon glowing bright red. Blood moon. A warning, Or a beginning.I staggered, and Finnick reached to catch me, but before he could__Everything disappeared.The dungeon, the walls, the wolves. All gone.I stood in a wide field, dark and quiet, under a sky full of stars. The air smelled like ash and frost. My heart thudded. I was alone.Then I heard a voice, soft and strong.“Freya Rynn, of the Nightfang line. Your bloodline calls you. Rise or fall, you must choose.”I turned around. No one was there.And then the field changed. The stars blinked out. A mirror appeared in front of me, tall as a tree. But it didn’t show me now.It showed her.A little girl.Me.She sat in the dirt, wearing a ripped dress, skinny legs bruised, hair tangled. Her eyes were hollow. She didn’t look up.I

Freya's pov“You resisted the throne,” it said, voice amused. “That’s what called me. Not taking power is power. Restraint is rare. But now, I wonder... will you show the same strength again?”Finnick stepped in front of me. “Back away from her.”Riven tilted its head. “Ah, the broken Alpha. Still clinging to his little mate. So loyal. So... weak.”Then it turned those hollow eyes on me. “Let me show you what loyalty costs.”And without warning—it moved. A blur of smoke and blade. Finnick blocked just in time, but the impact flung him into a tree. He crumpled, groaning. I screamed, throwing my hands forward, magic bursting from my palms.Silver fire.It hit Riven in the chest—but passed through it.Like smoke, shadow. Riven hissed, amused. “Nice trick. But spirit magic only works on those with souls.”And then it lunged at me. I dove, rolled, barely missed its claws.My mark burned hotter. Almost blistering.I grabbed the dagger from my belt—the one I took from the first trial, forged

Freya's pov The fires on the ridge were too many to count.The sky glowed red as if the land itself had caught fire. Wolves stood in rows across the hills—lean, scarred, their eyes empty. Rogues. Outcasts. Warriors trained to kill without mercy.And leading them was Kade.He wore no armor. He didn’t need it. His strength was in his presence—steady, cruel, certain. And next to him, tall and silent, stood Riven. My brother, but Still under Kade’s control.Still lost.Finnick stepped beside me, his hand at his side, ready to shift. “We don’t have enough fighters,” he said quietly. “If they strike tonight, we fall.”“They won’t strike,” I said, watching Kade closely. “Not yet.”As if he heard me, Kade lifted his hand in greeting. Not a wave.A warning.Then he turned and disappeared over the ridge.Back at the camp, the mood was heavy. Warriors sharpened blades. Scouts returned with bruises and torn clothes. The elders gathered in silence.I stood beside the fire, watching it flicker.“I

Freya's pov The howls echoed through the valley like thunder. They came from every direction—sharp, furious, close.Kade had found the Nightfang sanctuary. And he was bringing war with him.I stood frozen for just a moment, staring at the silver river behind us. The glowing path that once protected us was now open… and broken.Aelira turned to me, eyes calm but urgent. “He must have marked you. That’s how he found the trail.”“I didn’t feel anything,” I whispered.“Bloodbinding magic can hide in your skin,” she said. “But we don’t have time to search for it.”Behind her, the other Nightfangs were already preparing. Warriors shifted into wolves. Elders lit fire wards across the trees. Children were rushed into the caves.Riven came to my side. “He’s bringing the bound. Rogues tied to his will. They won’t stop until they taste blood.”“And you?” I asked.He looked at me, sadness in his eyes. “I’m not one of them anymore… but I’m not free either. I can fight him—but not alone.”I touche