All Chapters of Mated To The Alpha Who Bullied Me: Chapter 251 - Chapter 259

Nicole’s POV I frowned. Then turned to Magnus, to make sure I wasn’t seeing and hearing things. I wasn’t. “Have we met before?” I asked, one brow lifting. She tilted her head to the side, studying me as though I was the strange one. A minute passed, then without answering, she stepped past me. Her shoulder barely touched mine, but her aura did, pressing down on me in a dark, familiar way. She had no scent, no wolf I could perceive but there was something familiar about her, something that made the hair at the back of my neck rise. I stiffened. Magnus didn’t move, didn’t react, didn’t even tense. The girl stopped in front of the bare shelves. For a moment, she just stared at them. Then she pressed her hand flat against the wall. A soft grinding sound echoed through the room. The shelf shifted. It didn’t shift outwards, it was side ways, revealing a dark, narrow path hidden behind. My heart hammered. Of fucking course Serena would have a hidden passage behind a

Talia's POVMy heart hammered against my ribs—not in fear but in anticipation.The full moon shone brightly above, casting a warm glow over the dark woods. I was here again, going through these woods again. My heart clenched with the memory of the last time I'd been here. I tightened my fist. Tonight was not about what had been taken from me. It was about taking another step to claiming it back. I moved deeper into the forest, my steps swallowed by the wind.A twig snapped half a mile east.Two guards. Restless. One favoring his left leg.The metallic scent of steel drifted faintly on the breeze. Patrol rotation would change in twelve minutes.Behind the letter had been a map of the borders — patrol coordinates marked in ink, guard shifts carefully listed.I'd memorized it, and then tossed it. I didn't need it. My senses were enough, sharpened by the power coursing through my veins the full moon shining ahead of me. I was in tune with the woods, every movement heard, every soun

Talia's POVI staggered. This was too much for me. I settled back on the seat, taking slow grounding breaths."One week," I whispered. "One week to get Cassian to remember me. One week to come back here. And we still don't know enough about the relic." "It's going to be okay." Mrs Alanna reassured, crouching in front of me. "We're not going to let them win."I swallowed, nodding despite the doubt creeping up. Despite the fear clawing at my insides. "Don't feel pressured. You've got this." I nodded. Everything depended on me. Everyone's lives as it was depended on me. Cassian, Mrs Alanna, Damien, Nicole—"What... what about Alpha Black? What about my mum?" I gasped. The two exchanged uneasy looks. "Tell me." "They're in confinement." Mrs Alanna answered, her eyes downcast. "They were charged with treason." I nodded. "Failure is not an option." I breathed. "Too much is at stake."Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled, loud and powerful. A shiver crept up my spine, my hear

Nicole's POVWe fought.Or at least, we tried to.But there were too many of them.Serena's goons closed in from every angle, disciplined, coordinated. We landed a few solid hits—enough to draw blood, enough to make it hurt—but it didn't matter. Numbers won.A fist caught my ribs.Someone drove a shoulder into my back.The air left my lungs in a sharp grunt as they forced us down the corridor.They didn't drag us.They herded us.Past Serena's office, past the guards who watched without blinking, past the polished floors that reflected our humiliation back at us.The doors burst open and we were shoved outside.The night air hit my face—cold, sharp, almost mocking after the suffocating heat inside.I staggered but didn't fall.I wouldn't give them that.Kathrine and Kaden were already there, completely surrounded with scowls on their faces. “I knew this was a stupid plan.” I muttered under my breath. Magnus shot me a look. “I didn’t see you coming up with anything better.” Kathrine

Nicole's POVThe ride back to Mason's Pack was tense. I sat beside him, my heart rate anything but steady, my wolf anything but calm. His scent wrapped around me, doing nothing to ease the tension in my spine. Every second ticked by slowly. I shut my eyes, trying to steady my breathing. But the memory of him storming into that clearing like a beast kept replaying in my head. The way his eyes had settled on me and recognition had clicked in place. The feeling of that thread in my chest—tightening with his proximity. Mate. The worded sounded foreign. But the man beside me felt familiar, right. Mason didn’t spare me a glance. Not when he parked the car in front of an unfamiliar building. Not when he grabbed my arm roughly, pulling me in. Not when he slammed the door harshly behind us, as though the door had personally offended him. The living room was dark, the air filled with tension so thick I could almost feel it on my finger tips. “Mason.” I breathed. His back was tu