Semua Bab Destined mate: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Third Person POVThe sun had barely risen, casting soft orange streaks over the sleepy city streets, when Luxian and Ken stepped out of the café. Their laughter lingered in the air — easy and light — after last night’s chaotic movie night.“I still can’t believe Ashiel threw popcorn at the TV when the villain died,” Ken grinned, sipping from his drink.“Honestly, I’m shocked the screen survived,” Luxian chuckled. “He’s like… chaos with caffeine.”They turned onto a quieter street, heading toward the park. The morning air was crisp, birds chirping faintly. Nothing seemed out of place.Until it was.Luxian felt it first — that prickle at the back of his neck.Ken noticed the change. “What is it?”“Someone’s following us,” Luxian whispered.Seconds later, two dark figures stepped from an alleyway. Their clothes looked casual — too casual. Still. Calculated. One of them moved fast, reaching under his jacket.“Run,” Luxian hissed.They took off.The chase lasted barely ten seconds before o

Third Person POVThe convoy split as planned. Two cars, moving in tandem, cutting through the quiet countryside toward the park house nestled deep in the hidden woods.Damien’s sleek black SUV glided across the road like a shadow, a quiet beast beneath his control. Inside, Luxian sat beside him, watching the trees blur past.In the second car behind them, Cris was behind the wheel, Ashiel sprawled in the backseat with his legs hanging between the front seats, while Ken sat quietly at the window, lost in thought.Inside Damien’s car, the silence was thick but not uncomfortable — until Luxian finally spoke.“You never told me how you survived that night,” he said softly, eyes not leaving the road ahead.Damien’s grip on the wheel tightened almost imperceptibly. The shadows beneath his eyes seemed to deepen.“I don’t talk about that night.”“I know. But I want to understand. I need to.”Damien sighed through his nose, then took a moment before answering.“When Lucy and her people left, I

Third Person POVThe road was quiet.Too quiet.The kind of silence that lingered after violence — heavy and still, like even the wind was afraid to breathe.Damien kept one hand on the steering wheel, the other tapping restlessly on the gearshift. Smoke and the faint stench of burning trees clung to his coat. Behind him, the other car followed — Ashiel, Cris, and Ken riding in a tense silence that mirrored his own.Even the bond between them felt… distant. Shaken.Beside him, Luxian shifted in his seat. He’d been quiet for a while — not out of fear, but something deeper. Worry. Guilt.“You okay?” Damien asked without taking his eyes off the road.Luxian hesitated. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that? You nearly lost your brothers back there.”Damien’s jaw tightened.“I don’t lose what’s mine.”Luxian turned to look at him. “What really happened to you… after Lucy left?”The words dropped like a weight in the car.“You told me Cris found you… but not what he found.”Damien exhaled, the so

LUXIAN – POVSitting at the table with the King’s family feels like a hallucination.I never imagined I would ever sit with the almighty Alpha King.The tension in the air is thick and heavy. Everyone’s eyes are glued to their food. No one speaks.The table is covered in meats—different kinds, some of which look raw and bloody.Damien keeps putting food on my plate, and Cris does the same for Ken.I don’t know why… but I just go with the flow.“So… you brought your boyfriend,” Luna Stella says, her eyes trailing from me to Ken. “This one’s human, right?”Cris tenses immediately. The moment Alpha Maelrik raises his head, the whole room shifts.“Is he your mate?” the Alpha asks, looking directly at Ken.“Yes, Alpha,” Cris replies, calm but firm.The Alpha’s gaze slides to me next. “And who is he, Damien?”Damien doesn’t flinch. He simply picks up an apple and feeds it to me. “None of your business,” he says without a trace of hesitation.“You don’t talk to me like that, Damien,” the Alp

Damien – POVI woke up with Luxian lying on my chest. I looked at him and my lips curled into a smile.“He’s different from Lucy…”The whisper drifted through my mind.I gently placed Luxian on the bed, careful not to wake him, then slipped into the bathroom.“He’s not Lucy…”I murmured to myself, smiling faintly at the mirror.After a few minutes, I stepped back into the room. He was still asleep, his body curled up like a dream I didn’t want to end. I turned away and left the room to find Cris and Ashiel.Ashiel was sitting on the balcony railing, his legs dangling over the edge like a kid with no fear of falling. Cris stood at the door, eyes glued to his tablet.“Any news?” I asked.“Leif’s still on the run,” Cris said, eyes not leaving the screen. “He’s leaving clues.”“Isn’t that a good thing?” Ashiel asked.“He wants us to find him,” I muttered, glancing at Cris for confirmation. He nodded.“He’s baiting us… but why?” Ashiel asked.“We fall into his trap,” I said. “But we play b