บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha’s Unforgiven Mate: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

LiamI pulled out my bloodbound ledger, the one in which no one else existed. My theories on soul permanences. On immortality, not through technology, but spiritual recursion.I flipped to a blank space and wrote:Bliss is a cycle-bornEach death : evolution.Soul anchor to body— not rebirth, but recursion.Third death = final awakening.A grin curled across my lips.I’d seen weapons. Monsters. Witches who drank blood from silver cups. But never— never—had I seen a soul defy the grave like this.She was awakening proof of the impossible.A body that remembers.A sprite that won’t decay.I can imagine myself having that power.She didn’t know yet, but she would.And then ?She would become either my salvation.Or my doom.I paced, unable to sit, unable to blink. The room felt too small; I needed air— no strategy.I’m not sure where she would have gone, but if Kareem's pack had her, I needed to go back home. Idiots thought comfort kept monsters calm.They didn’t realise they were harbou

BlissHe shook his head slowly. “You did too much right.”He stepped close, his voice low so only I can hear.“You’re moving like someone who’s fought before.”I didn’t want to believe that he was right.He studied me like I’m a living riddle he couldn’t afford to ignore. “You need a private trainer,” he said. “Someone who will teach you how to survive what’s waking inside you.I shifted uncomfortably. “And who exactly is qualified for that?”He turned toward the forest that bordered the Kareem compound. Ten minutes later, I was walking down a gravel path with Kharo leading the way, his long black coat flaring behind him.“ You really have a trainer living in the woods?” I asked, sceptical.He didn’t answer.Of course he wouldn’t. He was the master of silence. It said more than his words ever could.Eventually, we reached a tall steel gate woven into the trees. It buzzed once and opened.Inside stood a cabin.Not a creepy horror-movie shack. More like… a luxury bunker disguised as a

BlissHer clinic was at the quieter edge of the Kareem compound—glass windows, green plants climbing the walls, and calming music playing so low it felt like a lullaby for the soul.She was sitting on a stool when I entered, her hand wrapped around a mug of something that smelt like cinnamon or earth.“You’re late,” she said without looking up.I blinked. “I — didn’t realise I had a time.”“You didn’t?” She said, finally raising her eyes. “But I already knew when you’d come.”Right.Healer.She motioned for me to sit on the exam table, and I did.Aria placed her fingers on my pulse and frowned, then closed her eyes.I expected her to mutter something dramatic or touch my forehead or wave sage smoke around.But all she did was sit still for a long moment.Then she opened her eyes and said, “You’ve died before.”I stiffened.“I don’t mean metaphorically,” she added. “I mean your soul has been unravelled. Ripped and then—against every rule of nature—it stitched itself back.”I didn’t res

LiamI slid behind the wheels of my black SUV, the engine purring like a predator ready to strike. The lights blurred past as I drove towards the Kareem estate—our fortress, my domain. My brother Kharo ruled as Alpha, but make no mistake, I was the sharp edge beneath his throne. Pulling up the long driveway, the guards merely spared me a glance. They knew who I was. Who I am.I stepped out, dressed sharp in clothes that cost more than most made in years. Power clings to you like a second skin—something I learnt early on.But tonight, the cold satisfaction I usually felt was replaced sharper— and itch of frustration.I went back to the river after dealing with George. Expected Bliss’s body to be there, like I left it. Expected to draw her power from her lifeless form and finally seal my grip on the secret she carries.But there was nothing.No body, no blood, no trace.Like a ghost she slipped away. A mistake I won’t let happen twice.I walked through the gleaming hall of the pack,

Riaanchoring me to this moment.I glared at him, but his eyes were locked on her, and I saw something in his gaze that unsettled me. I took a step forward and stopped. And then I saw her; there she was.Bliss.Standing in the front of the hall like she belonged. here. Like she owned the floor beneath her feet.I suddenly realized— I had no idea why we were really here.Liam hadn’t told me anything about this trip. I hadn’t asked, because I didn’t care. But now, with Bliss alive and right in front of us,everything shifted.And I didn’t know what that meant.Gone was the shy, uncertain girl from before. This Bliss was sharper. Eyes alert. Posture grounded, she wore close fitting training clothes. Her dark hair tied back, a layer of sweat glistening in her skin.Her face was hard focused— but there was something regal in the way she held herself. She stood near the far end of the room, moving with a controlled, almost hypnotic grace as she ran through a series of rigorous exercises.