All Chapters of Torn Between my Alpha Mates: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Zoya's P.O.VAnika's surprise was evident as her gaze shifted to the bracelet in her hand, her brows knitting together in confusion.I watched closely as her expression shifted from perplexity to realization.She examined the accessory closely, and her eyes widened as she noticed the same transformation that had caught my attention – the bracelet, which might have been shiny and gorgeous once, was now obscured by a layer of tar-like black substance."What in the world..." Anika muttered under her breath, her tone a mixture of disbelief and intrigue.Ezra, Silas, and I watched as Anika's fingers delicately traced the edges of the strange black residue. And when she removed her hand, the black residue clung to her fingertips as if trying to poison her with its murky miasma.“I don’t…get it.” Anika looked at her fingers closely, confusion and something akin to disgust in her expression. “It’s sticky…not powdery…when did it get here? My silver bracelet was alright just this morning.”The

Zoya's P.O.V"Do you still have feelings for Silas?"I blinked…several times. Trying to process what I was even hearing.Excuse me? Was he being for real or was I just hearing things?The weight of his words bore down on my chest, a mixture of confusion and hurt swirling within me.I turned to him, my eyes searching his face for any sign of… Well, to be honest, I didn't know what I was looking for from him. Regret? Guilt?"What?" I managed to sputter out in a whisper, my voice tinged with a mix of disbelief and vulnerability.Ezra's gaze met mine, and I could see a war of emotions waging behind his eyes.His brows furrowed, and he seemed lost in his thoughts for a moment before he finally spoke."I don't know, Zoya," he admitted, his voice laced with a touch of frustration. "I guess with everything that's been happening, I let my insecurities get the better of me."His words left me even more baffled. We had shared countless moments together, faced challenges, and celebrated joys as a

Zoya's P.O.VThe sun's golden fingers painted the morning sky as another day began in the Sapphire Mountains. A sense of familiarity and warmth enveloped me as I stepped into the clinic.The soft hum of voices and the gentle rustling of papers created a soothing ambiance, far removed from the chaos of the outside world.The scent of antiseptic mixed with the faint aroma of brewed tea, creating an oddly comforting blend.I could hear the occasional giggle of a child, their innocent laughter blending seamlessly with the gentle murmurs around them.Despite the steady flow of patients, there was a distinct lack of urgency. The atmosphere felt more like a community coming together, a place of healing where individuals could seek solace and care.It was exactly the environment I needed in my delicate state as a pregnant woman.Reluctantly, Ezra prepared to leave for the day, the internal conflict of leaving me at the clinic evident in the furrow of his brows. He clearly didn’t want me anywh

Zoya’s P.O.VCam's immediate denial of the idea hit me with a force I hadn't anticipated. She spoke vehemently, her brows drawn together, her eyes wide with disbelief."Zoya, there's absolutely no way Lily would have committed suicide. Suicide requires a motive, a reason. And Lily… she was so perfectly happy here in the pack. She loved and was loved by everyone. She had a wonderful mate, a best friend in Silas, and all the people who cherished her. Why would a woman so filled with love and happiness want to end her own life?"I listened to Cam's passionate defense of Lily, her words echoing through the room, a little thankful that the patients were on the other side of the wall and that the only one left was a human woman of seventy with joint pain. Otherwise, Cam’s wouldn’t have been the only voice in the room in defense of Lily.It was true – Lily was a bright spirit, a beacon of warmth and joy. Her laughter had been infectious, her presence a comfort to all.And yet… there was a da

Zoya's P.O.VAs my shift at the clinic came to an end, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. The day had been busy, filled with the usual check-ups and consultations, yet the shadow of recent events had cast a subtle unease over everything. I was grateful for the distraction, though, as it allowed me to focus on something other than the unsettling occurrences in our home.Later that night, as the moon hung high in the sky, I found myself waiting in the lobby of the clinic for Ezra to come pick me up.The soft glow of lamps illuminated the cozy waiting room, casting a warm ambiance that contrasted the lingering tension from earlier. I was on my own now, save for the night shift staff that patrolled the town, and as I sat on one of the seats, my leg bounced up and down in anticipation.Cam and I had discussed the plan before her shift was over, and she was as committed as ever to accompany me in meeting Anika, though she emphasized that if she couldn’t stop me, then she would have