Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To The Alpha Who Bullied Me: Kabanata 251 - Kabanata 260

Cassian’s POVI stared out the window, my attention fixed on the glowing full moon.Melissa rambled on about the Luna coronation behind me—guest lists, alliances, the image we needed to present—but her voice blurred into background noise. I couldn’t focus.The moon was too bright tonight.Too loud.It pressed against my skin like a living thing, dragging my wolf closer to the surface. Every breath felt sharper. Every sound outside felt louder. The wind in the trees, distant howl of a patrol wolf, the restless shift of the pack.And beneath it all—Her.The word mate curled through my mind like a curse I couldn’t shake.I clenched my jaw.I still wasn’t close to finding out who she was, or fighting the haze in my mind. My jaw tightened, the image of red hair and green eyes once again flashing in my memory. “Cassian?” Melissa’s voice sharpened slightly. “Are you even listening?”“No,” I said flatly.I expected her to throw tantrums as usual. Instead, she stayed silent. Then, I heard

Talia's POVDamien handed me a file. I opened it, trying to stop the tremor in my hand. My eyes scanned the words, a small frown on my face. "What is this?"Damien's eyes were already on me. Studying. "It's a report. It's called the goddess's silence cycle."I swallowed, nodding. "I know." I'd read about it, when Mrs Alanna was obsessed with shaping me into Luna material. The goddess's Luna cycle was an event that took place once every generation. It's a moment where the goddess withdraws her voice. He collected the file, turning a page. "The council was assigned by the goddess to keep the Alpha in check—to ensure no single wolf could ever wield power unchecked.""We don't have much time," Mrs. Alanna pointed out from where she stood by the window. "Get to it."Damien didn't look up immediately. He turned another page instead, his movement slow and deliberate, as if the paper itself carried weight."They were never meant to rule," he said. "Only to balance. Five voices agains

Talia's POVI froze, bracing myself for the impact. His heavy body hit me, slamming me to the ground. But not with claws. With weight. Pinning me to the ground. My heart hammered in my chest, my wolf fighting, clawing to take over. He snarled, his face mere inches from mine. That familiar spark—that had gone cold—sparked, thrumming softly underneath my skin. It wasn't strong, wasn't electric. But it was there. A hint. A reminder. His head moved closer, teeth grazing the air near my throat—I expected him to bite, to attack. Instead, he inhales. He goes up my neck, my face, my hair, sniffing. I lay there unmoving, offering him my throat. Then, he moved back. I instantly felt a cold shiver at the loss of his warmth. The fur receded. Bones snapped and realigned.And then he was there.Bare. Breathing hard. Steam rising from his skin in the cold night.His eyes were still wolf."Cass," I whispered, holding his gaze. He advanced, his strides long, purposeful. He stopped

Nicole's POV"Alpha Mason," Serena greeted, her eyes darkening. "Welcome to the party.""Order your subordinates to back off," Mason growled, his eyes flashing between yellow and brown.Serena tilted her head, studying him with that calculating look. "And if I refuse?" She tested. Mason didn't blink. "Then I assume you want this handled formally."A ripple went through the warriors at the word.Formally.They all knew what it meant. Kaden stepped forward, his shoulders squared. "We will request an emergency Alpha Summit."Serena's smile thinned.Katherine's voice cut in, sharp as steel, her chin raised. "All seven Alphas will be present."Magnus added coldly, "And we will present evidence that you were in possession of a relic prohibited under Pack Law."A murmur spread through her ranks.Serena's expression hardened. "Careful," she growled. Mason took one step forward.Just one. But the ground seemed to shift with it."You used that relic," he said, his voice dangerously even, "o

Nicole’s POVMason didn’t move. For a heartbeat, the only sound in the room came from us, our heavy breathing filling the silence. The air didn't feel thick with anger anymore; it felt charged, like the moments right before a lightning strike. Mason’s hand was still on my face, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone with a tenderness that made my lungs ache."Say it again," he commanded, though the growl was gone, replaced by a raw, desperate hunger.I didn't hesitate. I leaned into his touch, my hands finding the hem of his disheveled shirt, pulling him flush against me. "I choose you, Mason. No more fighting. No more running."A low, vibrating sound erupted from his chest—a purr and a growl all at once. His wolf was at the surface, his eyes glowing gold in the dim moonlight. Before I could draw another breath, his mouth crashed onto mine.It wasn't the "ghost of a kiss" from before. This was a claim. It tasted like salt, like desperation, and like a homecoming I’d spent my whole lif