All Chapters of The Alpha's Forbidden Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Selene povEven though I told Sylvester I was okay, he still went ahead and called the park doctor anyway.The older man arrived not long after, his face was calm as he observed me thoroughly.He asked a few questions I barely answered, then finally stepped back with a small sigh.“You’re not ill,” he said, “but you’re not well either. It’s stress. Your mind is exhausted, and your wolf…” he glanced at me carefully…“she’s in distress too. You need real rest. Mental and physical. Whatever’s pulling at you..let it go for a while.”Easy for him to say.Sylvester thanked him quietly and saw him out. Sylvester thanked him quietly and saw him out. Then he walked away.I don’t know why I expected him to be angry for some reason…but instead, he came back a few minutes later with a food tray in his hands.The food aromas were so good my stomach betrayed me with a loud grumble. His lips twitched like he was fighting a smile.He set the tray on the small table by the window, the clink of the pl

Selene POV After running and playing for a long time, we finally stopped by the riverbank to rest. The water was clear and sparkling, tumbling over smooth stones, and the gentle sound of the current filled the air.I couldn’t resist the urge to slip off my shoes and let my toes sink into the cool, refreshing water. The chill sent a shiver up my spine, but it was a good kind that felt like waking up after a long sleep.Sylvester settled beside me, his breath slowing as he relaxed leaning into the grass. His hair, which were usually pulled back in neat braids, had come loose, falling around his face and making him look like something straight out of a dream.I quickly turned away, quite sure I was starting to look like a tomato.Blinking rapidly, I clutched my chest, heart pounding. What am I feeling? Don’t tell me… no, no. Deep breaths, Selene.“Hey, are you okay?” Sylvester’s voice broke through the swirl of thoughts. He sounded so concerned.I forced a shaky smile, trying to steady

Selene povIs there any weapon you feel attuned to, Selene?” Jarek asked, watching me closely.I hesitated. “Well… maybe a dagger. But I don’t think that would be suitable for hunting. I’m open to other suggestions, though.”Jarek smiled knowingly. “Good. That’s the right attitude. Hunting isn’t just about brute strength; it’s about skill, strategy, and knowing your weapon inside out.”He gestured toward a variety of weapons displayed around the workshop. “We have bows, spears, throwing knives, even some special traps if you’re interested. Sometimes, the best weapon is the one you connect with the most.”Oh I love this one sera said grabbing a cross bow the was twice as big as her hand .Sera’s eyes sparkled as she hoisted the crossbow effortlessly, the weight of it seeming almost like a toy in her hands.“This one’s perfect,” she said with a grin. “Silent, deadly, and packs a punch. Just what I need for the hunt.”I watched her admire the weapon, feeling a mixture of awe and nerves.

Selene POVThe morning air was sharp enough to wake me as I headed for the edge of Moonveil’s territory. Dawn slipped between the trees, turning the forest floor to gold and stretching the shadows long, like lazy cats waking from sleep.I barely slept after leaving Sylvester’s study last night. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel the phantom brush of his fingers along my jaw, hear the rough edge of emotion in his voice when he’d told me I was finally remembering who I was supposed to be. The memory still sent warmth spiraling through my chest.Jarek’s dagger hung at my hip, its weight familiar and comforting. I unwrapped it in my room last night, running my fingers along the silver blade. The craftsmanship was exquisite…intricate engravings curling along the hilt, catching the lamplight like they held a secret of their own.More than that, it felt… right in my hands." Like Keisha’s lessons had never left me. Like it had always been mine.“You’re up early,” a warm voice said behi

Selene’s POVThe success of the hunt had everyone in high spirits as we pushed deeper into Moonveil territory. Sera practically glowed with pride over her clean kill, and even Callium seemed more animated than usual as we followed fresh game trails through the dense forest.I, however, was still reeling from what had happened between Sylvester and me on the ridge. Every time his white eyes found mine, my pulse jumped, heat rushing to my cheeks. The memory of his lips on mine, the gentleness of his touch…the reverence…was unlike anything I’d ever known.“There,” Sera whispered, pointing toward a fallen log ahead. “Movement.”We froze instantly, with our weapons at the ready. Through the undergrowth, I caught sight of a tawny hide and the curve of antlers… a large buck, partially hidden by brush.Sylvester gestured for us to spread out. I ended up between him and Lyra, who gave me a small, encouraging nod. Lyra was quiet and careful about her place as an omega