Semua Bab Destined mate: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Damien’s POV I scanned the woods, waiting for any sign of Leif. Envy and Gluttony stood at the edge of the forest, arms crossed. Cris and Ashiel were beside me, both still on guard—they didn’t trust them. But for some reason, I did. I didn’t even know why. “You shouldn’t have summoned them, Damien,” Ashiel said quietly. “Relax, guys,” I replied calmly. “They helped me regain some of my strength.” Cris glanced at me, then turned his gaze back toward them. “Leif wanted us to meet him here, right?” he asked. “Yes,” Ashiel groaned. “I don’t know why he isn’t here yet.” I turned to Gluttony. “How are the boys?” “Sloth is with them now,” he answered. “Good. We need to hurry and get back to them.” “Someone else is here…” Envy murmured, suddenly alert. A familiar voice echoed through the trees. “You brought some friends along, I see.” Leif appeared from the shadows. “Why did you call us here?” I demanded, cutting straight to the point. “So angry…” He smiled slyly. “How did you

Damien — POVThe moment the woman called Lisa stepped into the room, I froze.She was the same woman Dmitri had shown me.Luxian’s ex.Luxian bolted from the room before I could react. I chased after him, calling his name, but he didn’t stop. He rushed into his room and locked the door behind him.“Hey, baby… calm down, okay?” I said softly, keeping my voice steady. I couldn’t afford to make any rash move that might trigger his sickness.“If you don’t want to say anything, that’s fine. Tell me when you’re ready. I’ll always be here for you.”I stood outside the door, waiting.He didn’t come out.“Has he come out yet?” Cris asked from behind me.I turned to face him and the others.“Not yet…”I was relieved they didn’t ask what was wrong. I didn’t know how to explain it myself—it was Luxian’s story to tell, not mine.I took a deep breath and glanced back at the door.“He’ll come out when he’s ready. You all should go and rest. I need to speak with the Alpha.”I walked past them, then s

Third Person POVThe library felt suffocating.Damien, Cris, and Ashiel sat in tense silence, the weight of recent truths pressing down on them like a storm that refused to break. The fire burned low, shadows stretching across the shelves like silent witnesses.Cris sat rigid, staring at the floor, lost in thoughts he hadn’t voiced yet. Ashiel looked hollow, the Alpha’s words still lodged deep in his chest. Damien’s fingers tapped slowly against the table—once, twice—each sound deliberate, controlled, dangerous.“Why didn’t you tell us you were going to confront him?” Ashiel asked at last, his voice tight.Damien exhaled through his nose. “You know me.”He turned toward Cris instead. “Are you okay?”Cris let out a humorless laugh. “Yeah. I think I always knew he wasn’t my father. Hearing it out loud just… confirmed it.” He shrugged. “It’s a relief, honestly.”Ashiel stood and rested a hand on Cris’s shoulder. “You don’t have to carry it alone.”“I know,” Cris said quietly. “But we hav

Third Person POV — The DungeonThe dungeon was cold.Chains hung from the stone walls, iron carrying the faint scent of rust and old blood. Torches flickered, casting shadows that stretched and twisted like living things.Stella and Bianca were tied to chairs at the center of the room.Bianca was already shaking, eyes swollen from crying.Stella, however, sat straight-backed, chin lifted in pride, as though she still believed she belonged above them all.Damien stood before her in silence.That silence was worse than screaming.“You’re really going to sit there and pretend this is beneath you?” Cris asked coldly.Stella smiled faintly.“I earned my place here,” she said. “You can’t treat me like this. I’m your Luna.”Damien crouched slowly in front of her.“Let’s cut to the chase,” he said calmly. “Why did you kill our mothers?”Stella’s eyes flickered—but she said nothing.“Power,” Damien continued evenly. “The throne. The title. The future you thought your son deserved.”“That thron

Cris POV — Ken sat on the bed, scrolling through his phone. I sat close to him, resting my hand lightly on his arm.“Hey, bug,” I called softly, making him look up. His smile warmed me instantly.“Hey, baby… you’ve been busy lately.”“I’m sorry… I’ve been giving you space,” I said slowly.“No… it’s fine. I’m at fault too.” He dropped his phone on the bed and leaned closer. “I haven’t told you about my family… all their messed-up stories.” He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.“It’s fine, you don’t have to tell me, bug. We’re your family now. Besides… they don’t deserve you anyway.” I smiled.“Thanks… but there’s nothing special about them. We’re a big family, and they all fight over the heir of the business. Derick and I… we like men, so we never get a chance at it anyway.” He sighed.“You don’t need them,” I said, squeezing his hand. “I’m here for you, and I always will be.”He pulled me into a hug. That’s when a faint, different scent reached me. I froze.“Hold on…” I murmured,