All Chapters of Too Late, Alpha: The Mate He Never Wanted: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Iris’s POV“I thought I was certain that Zara was my mate,” Eric continued, cutting me off again. His words were tumbling out faster now, he sounded more desperate and frantic. “I was so sure. The pull I felt toward her was so strong. It was stronger than anything I had ever felt. But now...”He trailed off, shaking his head.“Now what?” I asked quietly.“Now I don’t know. Since Evie died, and you left, things have changed,” Eric admitted, his voice breaking. “Some days, I can’t even bear to look at her. The sight of her makes me sick. And other days, it’s like there’s this fog in my head, and all I can think about is her. It’s confusing and wrong and I... I think something is wrong with me, Iris.”I felt a chill run down my spine. “What do you mean?”“Jeremy suggested I consult a witch,” Eric said, looking up at me with red swollen eyes. “He thinks... he thinks it might be a spell.”My heart tightened at his words. “A spell?”Eric nodded frantically. “Yes. It would explain everything.

Iris’s POVJasmine paused at the door, looking conflicted. “I should. I really should. But…” She sighed. “No. I won’t tell him. But only because I want to see you actually compete first. If you’re going to get Shane killed, you better make it worth it.”With that, she rushed out of the preparation area, leaving Shane and me alone.Shane let out a long, miserable sigh. “We’re both going to die.”“Probably,” I agreed.I should have been focused on the upcoming competition. But my mind kept drifting back to what Eric had said.A spell.Could it really be true? Could Zara have somehow manipulated Eric all these years? But even if it was true…“Iris.”Shane’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up to find him staring at me with concern.“You’re not focused,” he said. “You’re thinking about what Eric said.”“I’m fine,” I lied.“No, you’re not,” Shane said firmly. He stepped closer, his expression serious. “Listen to me. I am putting my ass on the line because of this competition. I’

Iris’s POVThe string snapped forward. The arrow flew from my bow, cutting through the air.Time seemed to slow as I watched the arrow’s flight. Please, I thought to myself desperately. Please let this work.The arrow struck the target.It was a bullseye, at the dead center.The crowd roared in cheers and applause. I could hear gasps and exclamations of shock from the spectators.“Did you see that?”“It was a perfect shot!”“The pregnant Luna from Blood Moon Pack!”A small smile of satisfaction tugged at my lips. But I couldn’t celebrate yet. It was only one arrow out of three for this round.Around me, the other competitors had also released their arrows. Most had hit the target, though only a few had hit the center. A few had missed the target entirely, their arrows were stuck in the grass behind the targets.I could see Vivian’s arrow had hit the dead center of her target, a perfect bullseye, better than mine. She caught my eye and gave me an impressed smirk.Zara’s arrow had also

Iris’s POV“Why?” Rowan demanded, his voice tight with frustration. “Why are you doing this?”“To show them,” I said, my voice stronger now. “To show them all that I’m not weak.”Rowan released a long, frustrated sigh. He ran his hand through his hair, as he tried to control his temper.“You’re not weak,” he said. His voice was softer but there was still frustration in it. “You owe them nothing, Iris. You don’t need to prove anything to them. Not to Zara, not to Eric, not to anyone here.”“Maybe not to them,” I said, meeting his eyes. “But I need to prove it to myself.”“Iris—” Rowan started, pain flashing across his face.“Fifteen seconds!” the announcer called.“I have to go,” I said quietly.Rowan’s jaw clenched. “We need to talk about this, Iris.”“I know,” I murmured. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”He frowned. “But do you really have to?” he asked.“Yes,” I said simply. “I do. And I’m going to finish what I started.”I turned and started walking back toward the shooting line.“Ir

Iris's POV The arrow flew through the air.I held my breath as I watched its path with my heart pounding in my chest.The arrow struck the target at the dead center. It was a perfect bullseye.Satisfaction coursed through me, but I didn't allow myself to celebrate yet. I still had two more arrows to shoot.The crowd erupted in cheers, and I could hear the excitement in their voices."Perfect shot at forty meters!""And she's pregnant!"I focused on my next shot. I couldn't let the success of one arrow distract me from the remaining two."Second arrow! Draw!" the announcer called.I placed another arrow, following Rowan's instructions."Aim!"I checked the flags again and adjusted my bow."Release!"Another perfect bullseye.The crowd went wild this time. The cheering was deafening."Two bullseyes! Luna Iris is on fire!""Incredible accuracy!""She might actually win this!"Why was the crowd rooting for me?I took a quick glance at Rowan. He was no longer standing still with his arms