All Chapters of The Alpha's Pampered Wolfless Mate : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Elise Pov Drake's chambers were nothing like I'd expected.I'd imagined some kind of dark, medieval setup with torture devices and skulls on the walls. Instead, it looked like something out of a luxury magazine. Rich burgundy carpets, mahogany furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the entire territory.It would have been beautiful if it wasn't so terrifying."Elise." Drake's voice came from somewhere behind me. "Thank you for coming so quickly."I turned around and had to fight not to take a step back.He looked... different. More intense somehow. His usually silver eyes now had flecks of that same hazy blue I'd seen in the dungeon, and there was something about the way he moved that made my skin crawl.Like a predator who'd just caught the scent of prey."You wanted to see me?" I kept my voice as steady as possible."I wanted to discuss what happened earlier." He moved closer, and I could feel heat radiating off him like he was running a fever. "That was quite a displa

Third POVThe dungeons beneath the Moonsville pack house reeked of despair and dark magic. Moisture dripped steadily from the stone ceiling, each drop echoing like a countdown to madness. In the deepest cell, barely visible in the flickering torchlight, Gerald Morrison sat chained to the wall.Three weeks of Lucia's "special attention" had left him gaunt and scarred, but his eyes still burned with defiance. The witch had tried everything – physical torture, psychological manipulation, dark magic that invaded his dreams – but she'd failed to break the core of who he was.Footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Gerald tensed. But instead of Lucia's clicking heels or her guards' heavy boots, these steps were light and deliberate. Familiar.A figure emerged from the shadows, moving with the fluid grace of a trained warrior. General Meghan Morrison stepped into the dim circle of light, her dark hair pulled back in a practical braid, her lean frame clothed in black leather that allowed her to

Xander's POVShe looked beautiful...those silver eyes. I could forever drown in it, not wanting to take my eyes off. Those pouting lips, kissable, as always. I took brisk steps, closer, ready to claim her. As always." Xander..." Her soft voice broke through my hasty steps.I stopped, my heart thumping faster than the sounding drum sound of our Pack's emergency unit. Just a step more and I could hold my beloved again, in my arms. Yet, I stood there as my legs seemed glued to the ground." Elise..." I breath out, stretching my hands towards her beautiful figure.Or silhouette. "Xander..." Was all she could chant, even when I saw more words in her eyes.I struggled. I cried. I bled." Elise, wait for me..." I whispered, eagerly, my breath edged. But what followed was the deafening silence and the fading aura of Elise's silhouette. I tried to grasp her but it was futile as I fell down feeling w

Xander's POVStill shackled, I let out a growl. Muffled yet filled with the bitterness of what Lucia just shared about my mate. I couldn't think straight neither could I fight my already tired self.I wanted to make an excuse for Elise, tell myself that perhaps there was a reason she accepted Drake. But I couldn't. My muddled mind couldn't point out any reason." Elise, we promised forever..."Yes, we promised forever. Maybe I didn't love her enough. Maybe she blamed me for not being there when she was taken. Maybe she blamed my love for her. Yes, my love for wasn't enough to shield her from all the mockery of the pack members. It wasn't enough to shield her from her father's cruelty.It wasn't enough to shield her from being captured by Drake.Hours passed. Or maybe days. Time had no meaning in this stone tomb where they'd buried me alive. The only constant thing was the pain – the silver burning my skin, the poison weakening my wolf, and worst of all, the image of Elise in another m

Xander Pov" Elise is pregnant, Xander. Your mate just got fucked by your enemy," Lucia whispered, gloating.The air froze and I felt the shackles around burn, literally. The sound that came from my throat was barely human – a roar of anguish that seemed to echo from the depths of my soul. I could feel it, even if I was the bearer. My heart was shattering just like how my growl was deafening. I struggled to get away but I thrashed against my chains with renewed fury, the silver burning deeper into my flesh as I fought against bonds that wouldn't break." Lucia!!!" I threatened, my claws elongating as Skye awakened. I struggled, ignoring the searing pain from the shackles that were obviously laced with wolfsbane. I couldn't care less how my skin tore while blood sputtered all over. Skye wouldn't let go as it reared it's head, fighting to break free from the doomed shackle.But his whimpering sound, amidst the piercing pain all over my battered body reminded me that this wasn't just a