All Chapters of Torn Between my Alpha Mates: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Silas’s P.O.VAs the years went by, Lily and I went from reluctant teenage lovers in secret to giddy, open young adult partners, and we were happy with the way things were, even when we realized early on that we weren't mates. I remember when Lily and I were together and so much in love. It was brief, but it was intense. I couldn't help but be drawn to her. She was smart, beautiful, and had a sharp wit that always kept me on my toes.But that happiness was short-lived when a little over a year ago, a rogue attack killed several in our pack, including my parents. I had no choice but to call Ezra back to our pack, and that was when everything changed. Ezra was now twenty seven, and the truth came out that Lily was Ezra's mate. It was like a punch to the gut, knowing that the woman I loved belonged to someone else. In a blink of an eye, our decade long connection was severed with one word from their lips: Mate.I tried to be happy for them, I really did, but it was hard, and I couldn't h

Zoya’s P.O.V “I'm sorry,” I began. “You didn’t need to see all that. The last thing I wanted was for you to get involved in my drama.”"I didn't like seeing them bully you," he said nonchalantly, shrugging his broad shoulders like it was no big deal. "You didn’t involve me in anything; I just wanted to help."I couldn't help but smile at him. He was such a kind and caring person. And I know that what he did was merely out of sympathy, but it still warmed my heart to know that both humanity and chivalry were still alive in this cruel world.“My…ex-fiancé cheated on me with my cousin.” I told him the truth, taking a sip of my coffee, letting the scalding beverage take my mind away from the incident. “But somehow…I was blamed for not being able to keep him…not being able to be the perfect fiancé.”I opened up to him about my insecurities and doubts, finding it incredibly easy to speak to him about my life. Maybe it was the fact that he had been my knight in shining armor or that he had

Silas’s P.O.VI had been waiting in silence when they arrived. Zoya, in the passenger seat of Ezra's car. The mere thought of her anywhere near my half-brother filled me with rage, but I tried to keep it inside, watching their interaction.She said something to him over her shoulder, a goodbye, perhaps, and stepped out of the car, closing the door. Then, without another look back, she walked up the front porch and walked inside the house.Ezra sat still in his car, engine running, for a few moments after that, staring at the closed door of Zoya's cabin. He seemed to be in deep thought, like he was reeling from being in Zoya's presence, and then watching her leave all of a sudden.I wondered if I was just like him whenever I watched Zoya leave, dumbstruck and wanting more of her. I wondered since I never had a mate before, if that was how strong the bond was, and if her absence affected me just as much as her presence did.However, Zoya was my mate, not Ezra’s…then what could’ve caused

Zoya’s P.O.VI woke up the next morning to find Sam had made me breakfast, the smell of food wafting through my small house to titillate my senses.I got out of bed and headed straight to the kitchen, to find Sam hovering over the pot, looking extremely focused as he stirred the soup he was cooking over low heat. I was surprised and grateful that he had taken the time to make breakfast for me, a kind and unprompted gesture that I hadn't really expected from him."Good morning," I spoke softly, trying not to startle him."Morning," Sam replied, setting the soup pot on the table. "I made us some soup.”“Smells delicious.” I grinned. “I didn’t know you’re such a good cook.” “That…I cannot guarantee unless you’ve tried it.” He smiled back, an almost fond expression on his face. “It’s something that my mom used to make when we were kids. I don’t know if I was able to get it right, but I hope you like it."“Well, now I have to try!” Reaching behind the counter, I took out a couple of bowls

Zoya’s P.O.VBefore anything else, I set my mind into treating the patients that were waiting to get treated by me. I had foregone all the things that had been bothering me, in order to be able to focus on the people that needed my immediate attention. And I had been successful in immersing myself in my work, then, and not once had I thought about Lily, or Ezra, or Ravi, or even Sam. I was in the zone, and having to deal with patients while armed with a friendly smile on my face tricked my own mind that everything was just fine. Then, once things were finally in order, and I could finally afford to pay attention to my worries, I clocked out for my lunch break, fiddling with my ring.I walked out of the clinic, still lost in thought about Lily, her mysterious death, and Ezra’s strange behavior, also determined to get my time and money's worth in exchange for this stupid ring. As I made my way to the jewelry shop, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. Maybe this ring could