The Human mate: Marked for vengeance. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Teya’s Pov“Hey there! Sorry to bother you. I think you might remember me. My name’s Teya! I was hoping you could help me out with something. Do you happen to know where Reya’s room is? I mean, I’d really appreciate it if you could help me, and you know, being careful how you answer this would be a smart move. Just so you’re aware, I have connections—friends who are pretty high up in the hierarchy. Even the alpha is on my radar! I really wouldn’t want to disturb him over something that we could sort out ourselves, especially since we’re all friends here.”So, here I was, on a mission to track down these two girls I spotted chatting about my sister the other day during class. If they had any information, I was determined to squeeze it out of them—whatever it took, even if it meant bending the truth a little bit.As I approached them, I couldn’t help but notice how their faces drained of color, practically a ghostly white. It was like I could almost see the panic setting in. “We reall

Teya's PovWaking up at 6 a.m was nothing short of a small-scale disaster, just like it always was. Seriously, I could have sworn the sun was trying to rise just to torture me. But what was even more shocking than the ungodly hour was the fact that Ava was already up. And she was just sitting there, staring at me like I was some kind of living art installation—or worse, a science experiment gone wrong. It was a little creepy, to say the least.As I blinked at her through a dense fog of sleepiness, my voice came out all raspy, like I’d just been through a marathon of late-night horror movies. “Do you always just sit there and watch people sleep, or am I just the lucky winner of today’s freak show?”She didn’t flinch or bat an eye. Nope, she just responded with complete calmness. “You twitch when you dream.”Let me tell you, that information hit me harder than a triple espresso on an empty stomach. “I—what?” I stammered, taken aback. “Nothing bad. Just… restlessness. It’s like you’re

Teya’s PovHonestly, waking up most days feels like I’ve been flattened by a truck, and today was no different—if anything, it felt worse. You know that sluggish, gross feeling you get when you wake up, almost like you’ve spent the entire night crashed under a rock? Well, add a couple of extra layers of agony to that, and you've got a glimpse into my morning. It was like I’d just finished a marathon in my sleep or something.So, I’m lying in bed, trying to figure out if today will be the day I actually feel human again. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. My stomach decided it was done playing nice, and suddenly it felt like I was on a rollercoaster ride that I didn’t even ask to be on. Out of nowhere, the nausea hit me like a ton of bricks—like an angry wave crashing on the shore. I barely made it to the bathroom in time, and I was practically sprinting down the hall, desperate to beat the clock before my breakfast made an unexpected comeback.There I was, hunched over the toilet, expelling

Teya’s PovWaking up the next morning with no memory of what had happened the night before can really mess with your head. It’s like waking up after a wild night out, but without any fun stories to remember—just a pounding headache and a tangled mess of confusion. Honestly, it’s frustrating to feel so groggy and disoriented, especially after everything that’s been going on lately. But surprisingly, I was feeling way better today, which was a huge relief. Last night’s chaos seemed like a distant nightmare now, and I could finally breathe a little easier.As I stretched my arms lazily and tried to shake off the remnants of sleep, I was just about to sit up when suddenly, Ava burst into the room. She moved so fast, I swear she looked like she’d been shot out of a cannon. For a split second, I caught a flicker of surprise crossing her face—like she couldn’t believe I was actually up and moving around. It was only there for a brief moment, almost like a quick flash of something she didn’

Teya's POVThe elevator doors hissed shut behind me, sealing me inside with only my thoughts for company. The pounding of my heartbeat was deafening—each thump loud enough to drown out every other sound. I had no idea how I was supposed to face Lucien when I saw him again. Should I demand answers? Accuse him of lying? Plead with him to tell the truth? My mind spun with all the possibilities, each more desperate than the last. I could feel the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me. My stomach clenched tight, nerves tingling in knots.And then, as if the universe decided to play a cruel joke, the elevator doors slid open. Instantly, my thoughts shattered into fragments, scattered by the sight awaiting me. His door was slightly ajar, welcoming, almost mocking. I hesitated, heart pounding louder than ever, instincts telling me to turn and run. But my feet refused to obey. I heard him before I saw him—something raw and primal in his breathing. A low, ragged breath that sounded like i