Todos los capítulos de The Apex's hidden mate: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Quin’s POV My chest felt tight. Painfully tight, hearing those words spill from her lips. The weight behind them. The rawness. The truth. I didn’t recoil. I didn’t hate her. Because I understood how dark the world could be, how it could force you to do unspeakable things just to survive. I had been there. I knew what it was like to be stripped of choices. But Eliza wasn’t done. Her voice trembled, haunted and hollow. “That wasn’t the end,” she said, eyes glossy, voice shaking so badly I almost couldn’t hear her. “When I was sure he was dead, Quin, I thought… I can’t leave any evidence. No more bad luck tied to me. I wasn’t even scared anymore, you know? I’d… learned it from my parents. How to hide things, how to make things disappear.” “I dragged him out,” she continued, swallowing hard, “and planned to get rid of the body. But… I ran into Priscilla.” I felt the air leave my lungs. “Priscilla?” Eliza nodded, a twisted laugh bubbling from her throat, so fragile it might break he

Priscilla’s POV I paced back and forth, biting at my thumbnail until it nearly drew blood. Everything was spiraling out of control, the plan that day was supposed to fix everything, But no. Aria somehow just turns it around. I slammed my hand against the wall, breathing hard. Damn her. Damn her and her stupid, defiant face. All I wanted was to get back my power, to remind them who owned that school, to make them fear me again. Instead, I was rotting in this hideout, too dangerous to show my face. The door opened behind me, and for a second, I felt a flicker of relief, hoping it was Damon. But no. Selene stepped inside, that irritatingly calm smirk on her face. “What are you doing here?” She crossed her arms, looking me up and down like I was something she scraped off her boots. “I came to see if you were getting dumber by the day,” she said smoothly. My jaw clenched. “Excuse me?” “What’s with all these failures, Priscilla?” she went on, voice mocking, eyes glittering. “Aria

Aria’s POVThe next day, I found myself back at Quin’s apartment. I stepped inside and heard laughter as I made my way to the living room. Quin and Eliza were side by side on the couch, their eyes glued to their phones, excitement practically buzzing off them. “I told you I’m the best sniper in Legion Warfare, admit it!” Quin was grinning ear to ear. Eliza rolled her eyes, tapping furiously at her screen. “You only look good because I keep reviving you when you do something dumb, genius.” They both burst out laughing, shoulders bumping like nothing had ever come between them. I cleared my throat.“So…I’m guessing you two sorted things out already?” They looked up, still smiling, their eyes a little softer,like scars had finally found a place to heal. Quin smirked, shoving Eliza’s shoulder. “Yeah, well. We decided we’re the best team there is — in Legion Warfare and in real life.” Relief flooded through me. “Good. Because I’d hate to see either of you fighting again.” Eliza shr

Quin’s POVI stepped closer, my heart in my throat as I looked down at her — my wolf, only…not a wolf right now. Her human form looked so big yet so fragile, so tired. The way her chest rose and fell, slow and heavy, made something twist deep in my chest. Eliza hovered near me, watching with that fierce protectiveness I’d come to depend on. But all I could really see was her. How long had she suffered… because of me? “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I’m so, so sorry.” Then — a tiny movement. Her fingers twitched, barely a shift, but enough that I saw it. My heart slammed against my ribs. Eliza leaned forward, eyes wide. “She moved,” she breathed. “Quin, she must be listening to you. Talk more.” I swallowed hard, feeling the sting of tears. “I…” My voice shook. “Even when I couldn’t see you for those five months, I felt you. I felt how much it hurt. Your sorrow, your pain — it was like I was drowning in it every day.” Her eyelids fluttered, a faint sign of li

Aria’s POV The moment the ball slammed into our net, the entire stadium erupted — cheers and claps and a chorus of “GOAL!” echoing over the field. The Beta team jumped around celebrating. Meanwhile, I heard a harsh buzz, and the rogues on the field dropped like sacks of meat, their shock collars activated, leaving them unconscious for the break. I let out a long breath, wiping sweat from my brow as we regrouped near our side of the field. The big screens flickered, showing the commentators again. “And there you have it, folks! That’s exactly what we expected. The Violet Thunder team should probably just forfeit before they get themselves killed. Seriously, who names an Omega team that?” “I mean, really,” the second commentator laughed, “Omegas playing rogue ball? This is a death wish.” Eliza clicked her tongue, arms crossed. “Remind me later that we need to change the name of this team,” she grumbled. I managed a weak laugh. “How are you guys holding up?” Tyla scowled, rolli