All Chapters of The Wrong Mate, The Right Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Damon’s POV Darius wiped his bleeding mouth. “You think this is over?” He growled, the sound rattled the windows. His claws came out then, Seraphina didn’t know whether to join in the fight or to take a step back. He struggled at first, then brought himself to his feet. The fury burned hot in him, there was hate and madness in his eyes. “Oh Dear Little Brother….” He spat, “you can fight me as long as you want but I will have the last laugh even with the useless Moon Goddess…” “Shut up!” Father beamed. “Shut up you two… Are you satisfied now? Is this show of strength over?” He looked at me, “Damon! Are you satisfied with beating your brother when you’re at the advantage with your Alpha Aura?” “Of course, you would take his side. I don’t need the Alpha Aura to end him.” Kai barked through me. “I could end him, and you all if I wanted to but Damon wouldn’t want that.” “You’re his wolf?” Father thundered. “So, Damon isn’t even capable of reigning in his own Alpha wolf?” Kai pu

Talia’s POV I had set the date and the time just as Collina had asked, she and her contact were to meet with me at a location in a neighboring irrelevant pack. That was the only way that I knew we would go without being seen or watched. Whoever her contact was, I hoped they could actually be of some help because I needed to make Damon pay and this was my best chance. I wasn’t going to waste my time if this person turned out to be an inexperienced informant. Collina walked in with a lady behind her. Collina looked ever the perfect picture of a beta from the Stormdawn pack. She was dressed in her black pants and with her shirt tucked in as usual, the only slightly glamorous detail was her copper colored hair that was neatly laid down in a small bun. The lady behind her was a different story. The woman was… striking. To call her beautiful would have been an understatement, she looked beautifully dangerous. She seemed like she was out of place here, she moved like her every move

Mara’s POVI felt the air change even before Damon entered the safehouse. It felt like the walls tightened around me, that was his anger arriving before him. It was like pure dominance and I knew that this was the effect of our bond. The door slammed shut behind him, the sound of his large bare feet echoed against the floor. His shoulders were rigid, his jaw locked tight and that meant whatever had happened after he left here… it wasn’t good. I rose immediately, crossing to him. “Damon?” I said softly, trying to calm the tension I could see like a cloud around him. “Are you okay? What happened?” He didn’t answer me right away, he just ran a hand through his hair, pacing. His aura was restless and raw like he had just gotten out of a fight. Finally, he exhaled sharply and said, “He was poisoned.” The words hung in the air like a clap of thunder. Ryan straightened from where he was seated like electricity had gone through his body. “What?” Zeta’s brow furrowed. “Poisoned? Are you

Darius’s POV Power. That wasn’t just something I wanted. It was the only thing that had ever made sense to me. The Redwind Estate was quiet that evening, after the falling out with Damon, everyone knew best. They all kept their distance in order not to step on my toes. I had arranged a secret meeting with my trusted men, those who were loyal enough to me and not my overly sanctimonious little brother. We gathered around one of the meeting rooms where I had converted into my personal study. There were maps of the region sprawled across the wooden table, there were pins marking supply lines, neutral territories and even the movements of Damon’s loyalists who were manning the supply lines. Their working schedules were always displayed so we knew when to move shipments. “We have gotten word from the outer borders,” one of my men said, tapping a finger against a red marked circle on the map. “Alpha Damon has been moving around more lately. They say he is investigating something but we

Darius’s POV Power. That wasn’t just something I wanted. It was the only thing that had ever made sense to me. The Redwind Estate was quiet that evening, after the falling out with Damon, everyone knew best. They all kept their distance in order not to step on my toes. I had arranged a secret meeting with my trusted men, those who were loyal enough to me and not my overly sanctimonious little brother. We gathered around one of the meeting rooms where I had converted into my personal study. There were maps of the region sprawled across the wooden table, there were pins marking supply lines, neutral territories and even the movements of Damon’s loyalists who were manning the supply lines. Their working schedules were always displayed so we knew when to move shipments. “We have gotten word from the outer borders,” one of my men said, tapping a finger against a red marked circle on the map. “Alpha Damon has been moving around more lately. They say he is investigating something but we