All Chapters of The Human mate: Marked for vengeance. : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Teya pov"No! This can't be happening!" The words tore from my lips as I pulled myself away from Ryker, my breath ragged, my heart thundering so loud it felt like it echoed throughout the empty corridor.His breathing was just as uneven, and when his eyes darkened, stormy, dangerous, locked on mine, something in my chest tightened."I didn’t mean for this to happen," I stammered, my voice trembling. "I—""Yes, you did, Teya." His voice was low, almost too calm, but there was a razor-sharp edge to it. "Don’t deny it."I backed up a step, my hands coming up as if they could create some kind of barrier between us. "I didn’t, Ryker. It was… it was in the heat of the moment. I really didn’t—"But even as the words left my mouth, they sounded hollow. A lie I wanted to believe.Because the truth?The truth was that when his mouth had claimed mine, my heart had stopped but not in fear, in that dangerous, breathless way that made every nerve in my body hum. And worse, Aurora hadn’t fought it

Teya’s POVI shouldn’t have done that.Oh my days. I wasn’t really supposed to do that.What was I thinking?Defending Ryker? After that kiss between us? What else would be more suspicious?By the time the whispers reached my ears, it was too late.Everywhere I turned, someone was either staring or pretending not to stare. The worst part wasn’t even the attention—it was the unspoken accusations in their eyes.The human girl is defending the new guy now?First Kael, then Lucien, now Ryker?The thoughts clung to me like wet clothes, impossible to shake off. And Lucien? He didn’t even try to hide the storm raging behind his eyes. He hadn’t said anything—no harsh words, no sharp remarks—but his silence was louder than any accusation.I hated that.I hated that he didn’t trust me enough to know that whatever that moment with Ryker had been, it wasn’t what they all thought.So I did what I always do when I feel trapped. I hid.The library has become my safe place these past few weeks. It w

Teya’s POVThe morning felt heavy before it had even properly begun.Every corner of my mind still echoed with Lucien’s voice. Not the warm, steady tone he used when he was teaching me a spell or coaxing me into trusting my instincts, but the sharp-edged one, laced with anger. The one that had cut me open earlier like a blade I hadn’t seen coming.I hated the way it lingered.I hated even more that I gave a fuck. When I pushed open the dormitory doors, sunlight spilled across the stone corridor, but it didn’t warm me. Students brushed past me, chatting, laughing, tugging at sleeves and bags, and not one of them looked like they were carrying a storm inside their chest.I did.I replayed it all over again, the argument in the training hall.....the way Arya’s voice had been so confident, so poisonous, and how Lucien’s gaze had flicked between us, uncertain. Uncertain of me. Me. My throat tightened, and I blinked hard, pushing my shoulders back. Don’t think about it. Not now at least.

Lucien’s POVSleep didn’t come easy.It hasn't been for nights now, but last night was worse. My wolf prowled beneath my skin, restless and irritable, snarling at shadows that weren’t there. Every creak of the dorm, every shift of wind through the open window, felt like an intrusion. By dawn, I was still awake, staring at the ceiling, my chest tight as though something heavy had been dropped on me.And I knew why.Teya.Her voice, her face when she looked at me—hurt, defensive, distant. I had replayed it over and over until I almost couldn’t hear anything else. She hadn’t spoken to me since. Not a word. Not even a glance.But Ryker—My jaw clenched so hard it hurt.Ryker had been there, hadn’t he? I’d seen them across the courtyard. He wasn’t draped over her the way he usually tried to be, but walking beside her, shoulder to shoulder, as if he had the right. And you know the worst part? The thing that had twisted like a blade in my chest?It was the fact that she didn’t shove him awa

Ryker’s POVIt was strange, the way a single conversation could shift the ground beneath your feet.For weeks, Teya had looked at me like I was a ticking bomb—one wrong move away from proving her suspicions right. And maybe she wasn’t entirely wrong. I had given her plenty of reasons to believe that. Hell, I had practically handed her the ammunition. But now… now there was something different in her gaze.Curiosity.The sharp edge of wariness had dulled, replaced by something softer. She didn’t flinch when I approached, didn’t look for the quickest exit when our paths crossed. It was subtle, barely there, but I noticed.I noticed everything about her.Maybe that was the problem.I shouldn’t have been paying this much attention. She was Lucien’s. Everyone knew it—even if she refused to admit it out loud. That bond between them hummed in the air like static, impossible to ignore. And yet, when her eyes met mine, I caught myself wanting. Wanting something I shouldn’t have even let myself