The Apex's hidden mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 181 - チャプター 190

Kaid’s POV A week has passed since I opened my eyes in this bunker. Seven days of healing and of fury rotting in my chest. Now my body feels whole again. My wolf feels restless, demanding blood. Demanding justice. And I’m ready to rip Mr. X apart piece by piece. Ready to make him feel what it means to take what’s mine. What’s ours. He turned Aria into a puppet, and I’ll carve his name into the dirt with his own blood for it. We were out in the open space of the bunker, steel walls gleaming under the cold lights. My brothers stood beside me. Across from us stood Eliza, her fingers moving across her tablet. Behind her, weapons rested on separate carts, each one gleaming with menace. She looked at us. “During this week, I’ve been working. With the help of Quin and Tyla, I was able to tailor these weapons specifically for you four.” She said. “The cameras I planted in Priscilla’s hair, have shown me things. The Shadow Pack’s weapons… they’re brutal. Too much for me or the other gi

Kaid’s POV I crushed another one beneath my fists, the Graviton Gauntlets screaming with power as the ground caved in. Bone shattered. The air was thick with dust and blood, and I could taste the burn of victory on my tongue.I didn’t stop. I didn’t want to. Each hit fed the rage still coiled in my chest, the kind that wouldn’t die until every last one of these bastards was wiped out. The Shadow Pack’s war machines fell one by one, their twisted skull-like frames crushed under my hands. I wanted them to feel the same helplessness Aria must have felt when they chained her mind.But then Eliza’s voice cut through the comms, sharp and breathless.“Kaid. We’ve got her. Aria’s down.”I froze, my fist still buried in the chest of a fallen mech. The metal creaked under my grip before I ripped my hand free. My pulse thundered in my ears.They had her.That was all that mattered.“Copy that,” I said, my voice low. “We’re moving.”I didn’t need to look around or call out. My brothers would’ve

Aria’s POV Tears streamed down my face, hot and helpless, as I watched Eliza and Tyla drag Thane’s lifeless body toward the med room. Kaid, Caspian, Ryker—they were all being pulled away, too. A cold, sharp horror closed around my throat. What have I done? This is all my fault. My wolf and I… we were trapped. I was a prisoner in my own mind, forced to watch through a haze of red as my own body became a weapon. I saw every move, every strike, but I was screaming into a void, powerless to stop it. When I saw Eliza, Tyla, and Quin on the battlefield, a crack formed in the nightmare. Mr. X had shown me visions of their deaths, played their screams on a loop to break me. Seeing them alive, fighting for me, was a lifeline. But then I saw what I had done to Quin. I felt her body go limp, and my heart shattered all over again. Then I felt Thane’s power. It was a warm, gentle light in the crushing darkness. I clung to it, pushing every bit of my will toward him, toward all of them

Aria’s POV I turned on the bed to face Ryker, my heart pounding in my chest as my arousal surged like a wildfire. Was it because I hadn’t been with my mates for so long? Or was it the crushing loneliness and despair that had haunted me for who knows how long, making me crave their touch like a drowning woman craves air? I needed this—needed them—to remind myself that I wasn’t trapped anymore. That I was here, alive, and theirs. Ryker’s hand cupped my face, his touch both tender and possessive, and then his lips were on mine, claiming me in a deep, hungry kiss that sent shivers down my spine. My body responded instantly, arching toward him as a low moan escaped my throat. But he wasn’t the only one. Caspian, lying beside me, pressed his hard cock against my ass, grinding into me with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made my breath hitch. His lips found my neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along my skin while his hands roamed my body, teasing and arousing me further. I could fe

Aria’s POV Few days later. A soft smile touched my lips as I absently traced a pattern on the metal table. The memory of my mates' hands on my skin, the feeling of our bonds solidifying… it was enough to make me forget where I was for a moment. It had been the most intense and amazing experience of my life. That was a few days ago now, and they’ve been unbearably sweet since, treating me like I’m made of glass. They’re so gentle, so careful not to let me lift a finger. It’s endearing, but also a little frustrating. The games they’ve started, like who gets to bathe with me… my cheeks heat just thinking about it. I’ve managed to hold them off a few times, not because I don’t want them—Goddess, I do—but because the sheer intensity of their attention, especially with Eliza and Tyla just in the other room, makes me incredibly nervous. “Earth to Aria!” Tyla’s voice cut through my thoughts, her hand waving in front of my face. She grinned, a knowing sparkle in her eyes. “You can’t b