Semua Bab The Curse of Fated Mates : Bab 81 - Bab 90

I was told three days had gone by. I wouldn't know since I had not left the room in the clinic since I brought Elara back to the pack house. People had been trooping in and out of the clinic. Sofia was there multiple times a day, Silas and Maria too. Some pack children with their mothers came by with flowers, balloons and get-well-soon cards. I told the guards to keep the flowers in a separate room because I wasn't sure if Elara was allergic to any of them. I had them leave only the roses in the room. She loved roses.My main priority was my mate, everything else came after. I had told Dante to inform the soldiers that I was not yet interested in hearing anything about what happened there after I took Elara from where she was held.“Sandro, allow me to ask a soldier to take you home so you can take a shower, change your clothes and perhaps get something to eat.” Sofia tried again, causing me to exhale loudly, exhausted with her attempts. “Didn’t the doctor say she would wake up anyt

She fell back to the bed in an instant, going unconscious.“Get out! All of you,” I roared, sparing a minute to look from my mate to the cowering group of people by the door. “Now!”Trevor called for Dr Brown as the five of them scrambled out of the room as he rushed in. Ideally, I respected every single member of the council. And I shared their plight after one of them died some weeks ago. But I will not, under any circumstances allow them to do anything to hurt my mate.Reluctantly, I pulled away from Elara’s unconscious frame, allowing Dr Brown to observe her. “She spoke?” He asked again. I nodded, unable to take my eyes off her. When he was done, he looked up at me, a ghost of a smile on his face. “She's showing activity. I believe the Luna will be awake anytime now.”He took a deep breath “If anything else happens that shows her responding, please let either of us know immediately.”He was right. But it wasn't until later that evening before she woke up.“Sandro,” a soft grog

Elara's POVI knew something had gone terribly wrong the moment Sandro entered our bedroom that evening. His eyes held that distant look he got when his mind was working in overdrive."Tell me exactly what's going on," I said simply, setting down my hairbrush.He sat on the edge of the bed, running his hands through his hair. "Vittorio Bianchi is making moves on our eastern outpost and we have to fight back."My stomach dropped. "When?""We plan on leaving at dawn to reinforce our position." He reached for my hand. "I know you want to help but I need you to stay here, where it's safe."Every instinct inside of me screamed for me to argue, to insist I go with him. But without my wolf, I'd be a liability, not an asset. The truth of that burned."How long?" I asked instead."A few days at most. Just to secure the border and remind Bianchi why he shouldn't cross into Moretti territory,” he said, avoiding my eyes. Something told me he wasn't being entirely truthful but I didn't want to pus

Sandro's POVI traced the attack pattern on the map laying in front of me. "How many?" I asked, my voice harder than steel."We counted twenty three enemy bodies," Zuko told me. "But there had to be more. Some escaped during the explosion."Twenty-three dead on their side. Three dead on ours. In terms of numbers, we'd won by a great feat. But the fact that they'd breached my walls at all was unacceptable.Hearing my thoughts, Trevor stepped forward, his expression grim. "The eastern wall was blown from the outside with explosives. Military grade, not something the average pack has access to.”My blood ran cold. I had suspected as much but hearing my fears confirmed was a different thing."We need to do a full sweep of the entire perimeter. Check for other weak points where they can come in through." Silas added, his voice tight. He'd arrived twenty minutes ago, looking haggard and worried.I nodded sharply. "Do it. And I want patrols doubled. No, tripled. If a leaf falls too fast, I w

“I'm okay, Sandro. I promise, I am,” I tried to convince my mate but he was adamant. “Okay, how about this? I'll prove to you that I'm fit to go with you and if I'm convincing enough, you have to let me attend. Come on, I'm the Luna,” I suggested in an attempt to reason with him. A ceremony was going to be held the next day to honour the fallen warriors but Sandro was against my attending. His main reason was that I had been very weak since two days ago when I used so much magic.“Fine, but if I'm not convinced, then it's still a no. Your pack members would understand,” he said, planting a kiss on my forehead. “After all, they all saw how you saved the pack.”I rolled my eyes at him before slipping out of his grip. “Stop saying it that way, it makes me uncomfortable.” He didn't let me get out of reach before he grabbed my hand again. “Also there's still that issue of a possible trai–”He cut me off. “You saved your pack, Elara. You were amazing and I need you to know that.” Another