All Chapters of The Alpha's Forbidden Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Selene POV I was standing outside trying to catch my breath when I heard light footsteps behind me. “Are You okay?” Sera asked, sounding very worried .. Of course she had followed me out here. The girl actually gave a shit about people, which was both annoying and sweet. “Yeah, I just need a second,” I said, not turning around. Out here the party sounds felt muffled, like the trees were swallowing everything. “Right.” She appeared next to me, smelling like moonshine and smoke. “That was some pretty intense dancing back there.” Heat crept up my neck. “It was just dancing.” “Girl, please. You two were basically dry humping on the dance floor. In front of everyone.” “We were not….” I started, then stopped because honestly? She was not wrong. We had been way too close, completely lost in each other while the whole pack watched. “Look, I am just saying,” Sera continued, “if you are gonna be that obvious, you might as well own it.” “Own what exactly?” She gave me a look like I

Kael POVThirteen fucking days since my mate disappeared.The bond felt like someone was slowly tearing my chest open, there was a constant ache that got worse every hour she stayed gone. My wolf was losing his shit, clawing at me from the inside, demanding I find her and bring her home.She belonged with me. The bond made that crystal clear. So why the hell had she run?“Alpha.” My Beta knocked on my office door. “The Search teams are back.”“And?”“Nothing. It’s the same dead end as yesterday.”I put my fist through the wall this time, causing plaster to rain down on my desk. We had combed through every inch of forest for hundreds of miles, questioning every rogue contact we had. She had vanished like fucking smoke.“Send them out again. Expand the search.”“Sir, the men are exhausted….”“Then get fresh men. I don’t give a damn how tired they are.” My voice came out as a snarl. “Find my mate.”He nodded and got the hell out. Smart man.I needed answers. I had to figure out what made

Selene povThe command tore the last bit of control from me. My orgasm ripped through me in waves so violent I screamed, my body shuddering around his hand as wetness gushed over his fingers. He groaned, savoring every spasm, every desperate cry, holding me down as I broke apart beneath him.When I finally slumped against the bed, gasping for air, he pulled his hand from me, glistening with my release. He brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean while his eyes burned into mine.“You taste like sin,” he murmured darkly. “And you’re all mine.”He ripped my panties down my thighs, tossing them carelessly to the floor, but he didn’t rush between my legs. Instead, he sat back on his heels, his eyes devouring me spread open on his bed.“Do you know how fucking beautiful you look right now?” His voice was rough, reverent, but dark at the edges. “You are dripping, and trembling for me… your body begging for me.”Heat flared in my cheeks, but the way his gaze lingered on my slick f

Selene POV I woke up the next morning feeling like I had been sleeping on clouds. The weird dream was still there in the back of my mind, but with sunlight streaming through the windows and birds chirping outside, it felt less important. Maybe it was really just my brain working through stress, probably. Nothing to worry about. Sylvester was already gone, his side of the bed was cold, but he had left fresh coffee on the nightstand with a note Written in his messy handwriting: “I had to leave for early patrol. You looked too beautiful to wake up. See you at breakfast. -S” I grinned despite myself, holding the note against my chest like some lovesick teenager. God, when did I become this person? This happy, glowing woman who smiled at random pieces of paper? I took extra time getting dressed, choosing a soft yellow sundress that made my skin look brighter , I left my hair in loose waves. When I saw my reflection in the mirror, I could barely recognize myself. There was color i

Sylvester POVThe basement of the packhouse had served many purposes over the years.It has been used for storage. Emergency shelter during attacks. And occasionally, when necessary, something else entirely. The stone walls were thick, the corridor narrow, and sound had a funny way of disappearing down here. It was perfect for conversations that require absolute privacy.Emily was exactly where Marcus had left her- with her wrists bound, mouth gagged, and fear finally replacing that insufferable smugness she usually had on her face .I took my time descending the stairs, letting each footstep echo off the stone. By the time I reached the bottom, she was trembling.“Emily.” I pulled up a chair directly in front of her, close enough that our knees almost touched. “Do you know why you are here?”She made muffled sounds behind the gag, eyes blazing with what was left of her defiance. I reached out and removed it, curious to