Semua Bab Fated bonds: Her Cure, His Regret: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Ashley’s P.O.V.Despite Vincenzo’s burning question, Luna Rose didn’t stand, as calm as ever. She simply set her teacup down with aristocratic status and folded her hands over her lap like this wasn’t the beginning of a storm.“I am doing what you failed to do.”She spoke coolly. “Ashley has the right to have choices, deciding her future freely.”“But she is my mate!”Vincenzo snapped, possessiveness cracking him like electricity.“And if she needs freedom, I will give it to her. She doesn’t need a ticket wrapped in an arranged marriage.”His reasoning failed to convince Luna Rose, she said.“You rejected her, losing the right to speak for her. So now, you don’t need to come here and throw a tantrum when I am trying to rebuild what you have shattered.”Alpha’s jaw clenched so tightly that I thought it might snap.“That rejection is taken back. The bond is reigniting …”“Not on her side!”Luna cut in sharply. “Ashley didn’t accept you as her mate. Moreover, she hasn’t any p

Ashley’s P.O.V.I raised my eyes and saw him towering over me. Those emerald eyes gazed down on me with so much intensity that Ivory stirred deep inside me.Vincenzo’s presence was as commanding as ever. But the touch of softness in those pools of hypnotism made him look like a man I always wanted him to be. Cold, brooding, yet a gentle heart behind the tough façade.His dark black suit was tailored to perfection, clinging to the breadth of his shoulders and tapering around his waist. Midnight black with the silver accents were the traditional colors of the Moon festival. But it looked regal and magnetic on him. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a glimpse of his bronzed collarbones and the hollow of his throat. My mouth went dry as my gaze lingered there, as if drinking in his appearance. It seemed like I was trying to carve his every feature on my soul before leaving this pack for good. The world around us paused as Vincenzo’s yearning gaze locked onto mi

Ashley’s P.O.V. “Kill this guard now!” The moment Jasper’s command sliced through the tensed air, I knew I was in hell. The rogues leapt like hounds at loose, and before the poor warrior could even react, one of them drove a dagger straight to his chest. His eyes met mine in a fleeting second of betrayal and regret before he collapsed, blood soaking the forest floor. It all happened so fast that I couldn’t even scream. My lungs screamed for air, my thoughts shattered like a glass as the army of the rogues surged forward like ghosts. It felt like it was my fault that this attack was even planned in the first place. I left during the Moon festival, foolishly convinced that I was escaping prison, not running into a slaughterhouse. Jasper led his guards, dragging me with him. His claws around my flesh were a blow of reality that yanked me back to the present, activating my fight-or-flight mode. What’s done was done. Now I had to act fast before it was too late! As the groups

Ashley’s P.O.V.“No!”Luna Rose’s bloodcurdling screams resonated in the surroundings as my eyes drifted to the red light above the OR’s door. Vincenzo was inside, hanging between life and death. The bond was finished as the Moon Goddess had answered my prayers. I had begged for freedom, so she gave it to me, making sure that no one would ever follow me to ruin my peace. But why?Why did it feel that my heart had just ripped out of my chest?I had everything I wanted now, so why … Why did it feel like I had just lost everything?Because the truth was: Vincenzo was going to die, and he was dying only because of me!A broken sob echoed in the sterile hallway. Luna Rose collapsed on the floor, pleading with Dr. Alex like a mother who had nothing left.“Please let me see him. He is my pup. I can’t lose him. I can’t … he is my baby …”Her voice broke on the last word. I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking my head, gasping through a sob. But then a pulse surged through my chest, warm

Ashley’s P.O.V.The stone corridors of the underground prison were colder than I remembered. The torches on the walls flickered against damp stone, casting long, eerie shadows. My footsteps echoed as I walked with Gamma Carson towards the investigation wing, his silence a heavy shield beside me. The report he gave me didn’t have names of spies, but he mentioned suspects and unknown contacts from when he investigated the spy system in the territory.It was a long shot, but there was no harm in starting with the arrested criminals. At the top of the suspect list was one name: John Blackwell, a quiet, low-ranked warrior who always kept to himself.He had served under Beta Dean’s command for the border reconnaissance. He was indeed a perfect candidate for spying. The iron door creaked open with a groan as I stepped into the investigation room, the smell of blood and mold clung in the air.John was sitting chained at the table, his wrists were red and raw where the silver cuffs bit