Semua Bab Destined mate: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Luxian POVMy heart was pounding as the car pulled up to my father’s house. I stepped out with Ken, Ashiel, and Derick. Damien and Cris couldn’t make it—something urgent had kept them away. They had suggested postponing this meeting, but I couldn’t keep delaying. The truth had to come out.I shoved my hands into my hoodie pockets. Ken stayed close beside me while Ashiel strode ahead toward the door.“Are you guys ready?” Ashiel asked. When we nodded, he rang the bell.Dad opened the door, smiling warmly. He hugged Ashiel, then me and Ken. “You boys are looking good,” he said, ushering us inside.I sat down, rubbing my palms together. My stomach twisted as I searched for words. Dad’s eyes narrowed slightly, reading the tension.“What’s going on here?” he asked. “If one of you were a girl, I’d think someone was pregnant.”Ashiel coughed and looked away. Derick muttered something about the kitchen and slipped off, dragging Ken and Ashiel with him—leaving me alone with Dad.“What’s wrong,

Ashiel POVI walked out of Luxian’s dad’s house and slipped into my car. I needed space to think.Things were only getting worse. I couldn’t just sit by and watch my family drown in pain while I did nothing.I was about to start the engine when a knock came on the window. I turned and saw Derick gesturing for me to roll it down. I did, and he leaned closer.“Where are you off to? You just left,” he asked.“I just need some fresh air,” I muttered. He opened the door anyway and slid in beside me.“Can I come?”“Yeah,” I said with a small chuckle. “Honestly, with the way you acted last time, I thought you didn’t want to be anywhere near me.”“That’s not it…” he sighed, staring ahead. “It’s just… you keep talking about someone who doesn’t even want you. You think he deserves that power over you? He doesn’t. Don’t deprive yourself of love just because your so-called mate turned you down.”His words pierced through me like daggers. I had no reply. My hands tightened on the wheel, my eyes dr

Third person POVLuxian’s eyes fluttered open. He shifted, about to sit up, when a firm hand tightened around his waist.“It’s too early… sleep,” Damien’s deep, raspy voice murmured.Luxian gave a tired smile. “Hey, I’m fine. Just need a glass of water. I’ll get it and come back.”Damien was already sitting up. “Stay here. I’ll go.”He slipped downstairs, finding Luxian’s father waiting in the dim light.“Is he awake?” Mr. Maxwell asked quickly.“Yeah. He just needed some water.” Damien’s tone was calm but edged with worry.“Have you asked him what happened yesterday?”“Not yet…”Mr. Maxwell only nodded, leaving Damien to it. Damien returned upstairs, handed the glass to Luxian, and watched him drain it in seconds.“My goodness, I needed this.” Luxian chuckled softly.Damien folded his arms, studying him like a puzzle he couldn’t solve. “How are you feeling?”“I’m fine. I blacked out again, didn’t I?”“Yes. But what happened? The shattered glass? Locking yourself in the bathroom?”Lux

Damien’s POVCris led me into the house and sat me down at the small bar on the first floor. He poured a glass of whiskey, slid it toward me, then fixed one for himself and Ashiel.“You okay?” Cris asked.I gave a slight nod. The truth was—I didn’t know if I was okay. I felt… nothing. Back in that room with Luxian, I couldn’t even bring myself to leave. I hated how weak and vulnerable I’d become, but for him… I’d endure it. Thank the gods Valekar came to my aid when I was about to break.“He didn’t reject you,” Ashiel reminded gently. “There’s still a chance he’ll come back.”“He has to come back,” I said calmly, never lifting my eyes from the glass in front of me.“What happened in there, anyway?” Cris pressed.“Lucy wasn’t my mate,” I muttered. “She was mated to Leif.”“Fucking hell,” Ashiel breathed.“So the whole time his main target was Luxian?” Cris said, almost to himself. “Because Luxian’s likely his true mate.”“But… you said you felt the bond,” Ashiel asked, confused.“Lucy

Third person POV Damien stared down at the lifeless clone sprawled on the ground, his jaw tightening. Running a hand through his hair, he muttered, “This clone can’t be that strong…”“Maybe he switched mid-fight,” Cris said quietly, but his tone was tense.Damien’s eyes narrowed. “Even if he did… how the hell did he pull it off?”Luxian and the others had already left, leaving only Damien, Cris, Ashiel, and a handful of armed men. Damien crouched beside the corpse, gripping its jaw as though he could force the truth out of it.“I felt something shift during the fight,” he said through clenched teeth. “But I didn’t realize it was Leif.”“Maybe he’s a hybrid now,” Cris suggested, eyes flicking to Ashiel. “Every hybrid has a gift. Maybe this… is his.”Damien rose, towering, restless. “Leif’s near.” His gaze sharpened toward the shadows of the forest. “Take this body to the lab.”He stalked forward into the woods, Cris and Ashiel falling in close behind, the men trailing with