Semua Bab Torn Between my Alpha Mates: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Zoya's P.O.VThoughts of the upcoming wedding plague my mind, making me feel even more depressed as I get through my day at the Clinic.The idea of facing my parents and my ex-fiancé, Ravi, felt like an insurmountable challenge. I knew they would be judgmental, critical, and eager to find fault in me, just as they always had.Despite promising to myself that I was going to be courageous and strong, I still couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and anxiety.Why was I doing this to myself? I asked myself yet again as the familiar scent of antiseptic now made my stomach churn.I knew that going alone would put me at a disadvantage, especially with the way my family tended to gang up on me during family gatherings.I knew that they would have a field day with all my insecurities laid bare. I knew that I would be mercilessly, verbally slaughtered in front of everyone just because I even dared to show my face.Then why was I even going there? Just to prove a point that I was beyond th

Zoya’s P.O.V"But why?" he whined. "It's still too early, isn't it? It’s only one in the afternoon, and the invitation said the event was set for the evening.""Indian weddings have a lot of ceremonies before the actual wedding even starts, and I have to arrive early just for that," I explained. "I know the invitation said 6 p.m., but everyone knows that the wedding actually lasts an entire day. 6 p.m. is just the maurat, the holy hour if you will, but there is the haldi ceremony in the afternoon."Ezra pouted but let me go so I could get dressed in my room.My attire for the wedding was a breathtaking sight to behold. The soft, pastel shade of pink was delicate and feminine, reflecting what I hoped to be my inner elegance and grace. A way of saying fuck you to my mother who never thought I was worthy to be called her daughter.The intricate embroidery adorned the fabric, forming delicate patterns of flowers and vines that seemed to dance across the fabric. Each thread seemed to have

Zoya’s P.O.V"Aren't you supposed to be a doctor?" Silas continued to press, oblivious to my sudden panic and confusion. "Shouldn't you know better than to be careless with your intake to keep the baby from harm?"I blocked out everything he was saying. Because the word "pregnant" kept reverberating in my ears, and I desperately wanted to silence it.This couldn't be happening. What? What was going on? Did I even hear him right? It felt like I was in a recurring nightmare, and I desperately wanted to wake up from it, but couldn’t."You're lying," I protested, my voice shaky and filled with denial. "This can't be true. You're a liar. Stop messing with me!"But Silas's expression was stern and determined. He seemed even angrier with me, and his words sharp and stern."I'm not lying, Zoya," he retorted, his eyes blazing with anger. "And you have no right to be angry at me, woman. You’re the one who slept with someone else and got yourself knocked up, and you didn't even know it!"How da

Silas P.O.VI couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Ezra standing there, a confident smirk playing on his lips.Anger surged through me as he interrupted my conversation with Zoya. What was he even doing here, and why did he falsely claim to be Zoya's fiancé?"You," I finally spoke, my voice tinged with bitterness and disbelief."Silas. Fancy seeing you here." Ezra’s expression remained calm and composed, but his voice was firm. "And I see you've been quite busy in your absence."I scowled, my anger evident. "You have no idea what I've been through.""I don't," Ezra agreed. "But that's not an excuse for what you did."His words hung heavy in the air, the tension between us palpable. Zoya and Anika both stood at a distance, observing the reunion of the two brothers, unsure of how our confrontation would unfold.Ezra and I faced each other, our emotions and histories intertwining in this moment. It was a confrontation that had been a long time coming."Cut the crap. What's the meaning of

Silas’s P.O.VAnika's words cut deep, and I could feel the weight of my past mistakes pressing down on me.She wasn't entirely wrong; my emotions had often clouded my judgment, leading me to make impulsive decisions that cost me dearly.Still… what was I supposed to fucking do?"What exactly is so special about that woman earlier, anyway, that made you so angry?" Anika continued to pick me apart. "Why are you so obsessed about Ezra’s second chance mate? The two of you even caused such a great scene at the wedding that it’s now cancelled!"As we drove towards our destination, the moon casting a glow along the path, I struggled to find the right words to defend myself. Anika’s prying questions about my apparent obsession with Zoya left me even more resentful toward her as I grappled for an answer."It's not about her, it’s about Ezra." I replied, my voice laced with frustration. "It's about justice, about avenging Lily's death."I could feel Anika's gaze on mine, a mix of skepticism and