All Chapters of Mated To The Scarred Alpha: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LEAH“Soon."Lucian's last word circles in my mind like a restless ghost. No explanation, again. Just that one word tossed at me like a thread I’m meant to hold on to, even when it feels like we're drifting apart.He’s still holding out on me. I can feel it. His jaw is clenched as he paces the edge of the room like a trapped bird. He stops pacing, and our eyes connect. There's a storm in his eyes, maybe mine too. And of course, he's always able to see eight through me.A frustrated sigh escapes his lips as he walks closer to me . “You deserve to know who he is,” he mutters, his voice tight. “The man who just left… his name is Vince. Prince Vince of the Crimson Court. He's a vampire prince.”I blink. “Vampire’s are real?”He nods once. “Yes, and they're manipulative bastards.”That earns a raised brow from me. “Go on.”Lucian's eyes narrow, his tone growing darker. “He’s the one who used Elara to spy on me. The betrayal that broke my bond... He's one of the enemies that used her as my

LUCIANLeah stands beside me in a green velvet gown all ready to go. As always, I'm dressed in my black suit. She holds her head, her lips set in calm defiance, and it takes everything in me not to stop and just… stare. She doesn’t know what she does to me, or maybe she does. She always seems to now, with that teasing smile and slow blink, like she’s finally aware of the effect she has, and owns it.We’ve made it through so much together. We've made it through silence, through secrets… through Elara. i barely ever think of her now. It’s as if that unhealed part of me has finally found its salve, and it’s walking beside me, spine straight, steps sure, chin tilted in strength.Leah, my second chance, my everything.A soft knock interrupts the quiet moment between us. I tense instinctively, but Leah touches my hand before I even register the motion.“It’s alright,” she says quietly.I open the door to find a tall, lean fae male with bright silver eyes and midnight robes standing in the h

LEAHWe don't talk on the way back to the suite. Lucian walks two steps ahead like he's afraid he'll explode if I so much as brush his arm. And me? I'm too emotionally sunburned to try. My heels click on the marble in sync with his boots, and I hate that it sounds like a countdown.Boom.Boom.Boom.When we reach the suite, he opens the door like a soldier, controlled, and precise, no eye contact with me. He doesn't even wait for me to step in first. He just walks straight in, shrugs off his jacket, and tosses it over the chair like it was biting his skin.Cool.I kick off my shoes and start peeling myself out of this goddess-awful gown. It clings to my thighs like a leech. Lucian says nothing as I try taking off the dress, not even a word. The silence is so heavy that I could hear my heart beating in my chest. What the heck?"Wow," I mutter, trying to smile as I unhook the straps of my shoes. "That wasn’t weird at all."Still he says nothing.I clear my throat, maybe he didn't hear

LEAHOkay, so I might’ve slammed the door a little too hard when I walked out of the suite. But in my defense, Lucian deserved it. He gave me this icy look, and threw accusations like I was some kind of saboteur instead of… I don’t know… his supposed mate? Damn it!The air outside is cool and smells like mint and mountain dust. Or maybe that’s just my anger. I storm past a curved path of moonlit hedges, my arms folded tight, not really knowing where I’m going. I just want to get away from that suite, from him. And his stupid Council and their malicious stares.From Emily-Donna’s “Show us your mark.” I mean… who in the Goddesses name gives their child that name? Vampires really are weird as Lucian said. But then, her question stung. Not because I couldn’t show the mark, but because there was nothing there to show.Imagine, We’re not even marked. I mean, yeah, I know why… sort of. His trauma, his past, Elara. He never said all of that outright, but I’m not dumb. Still... would it have k

LUCIAN‘What?” Leah’s question echo in my head. She’s still watching me, waiting.Fuck, I should say it right now. Just rip it out of my chest and hand it to her. You’re the only hybrid to ever exist. Everything that happened with your old pack, the arranged marriage, was a set-up to get you here.But the words stick, lodged in my throat like barbed wire.“Say it,” Fenrir growls in the back of my mind. “She deserves to know.”“I know,” I snap at him.“Then why are you staring at her like an idiot?" He snaps back.Because I’m not ready. The second I tell her, there’s no undoing it. The truth will hit her like a blade in the ribs, and she’ll see me as exactly what I am, a selfish bastard who played the long game to get what he wanted. And right now, I can’t stand the thought of her looking at me like that.So I do the cowardly thing, I pull back.“I…” I force a breath, stepping away from the cliff I was about to throw us both off. “About earlier…”Her brows lift. “Earlier?”“When you w