All Chapters of The Alpha's Rogue Mate : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ROSE’S POV“Rose… look at me.”Lucas’s voice reached me before I fully understood where I was.I wasn’t standing.I wasn’t moving.I wasn’t breathing right.I was on my knees in the ritual chamber, the stone floor cold beneath my legs. Both my hands pressed over my stomach as if holding something in place. My heartbeat thudded too quickly, too heavily, like it was trying to sync with another rhythm—mine and the baby’s.A faint tremor moved through my belly. A flutter. A warning.“I’m here,” Lucas said again, trying to sound steady even though the curse had weakened his voice.I lifted my head.His eyes locked onto mine—grey, intense, and struggling to stay focused. Jake held him upright from behind, refusing to let him collapse. Drake stood several paces away, watching me with an expression that wasn’t pride or satisfaction, but caution and concern.Lucas spoke again, firmer this time. “Rose. Breathe.”I tried, but something cold tightened around my lungs, squeezing hard enough that a

ROSE’S POVThe healer’s room felt too quiet after they all left.Too still.As if the air itself had paused to listen.I lay back against the pillows, breathing slowly, my hand resting over the warm pulse of the baby. The faint glow I felt earlier was gone now, buried deep, almost hidden. But it wasn’t gone. I could sense it lingering like a small ember—steady, waiting.A knock at the door made me straighten.“Come in.”A healer entered with a bowl of steaming herbs, but the moment she stepped closer, the scent hit me wrong. Sharp. Bitter. Familiar.The same scent that drifted from my sisters’ room.“No,” I said quickly. “Take it away.”She blinked. “My queen? It’s only for calming—”“Take it away,” I repeated more firmly.She hesitated, confused, but obeyed. The moment she left, I let out a shaky breath. I didn’t know whether the herbs truly carried something dangerous or whether fear was getting ahead of itself, but today… I couldn’t take chances.Not after what happened in the ritu

LUCAS’S POVThe walk back from the archives felt longer than the descent.Rose stayed close to my side, her hand in mine. I kept my fingers wrapped around hers firmly, even though the tremor in my palm betrayed me. Jake walked ahead with two guards. Drake lingered behind us like a shadow.The mural replayed in my mind again and again.Two circles.My curse.Her pregnancy.And writing so old the letters nearly dusted off the stone.The vessel will break before the heir.It wasn’t just a threat. It was a promise. A prophecy someone had carved centuries ago, waiting for this moment. Waiting for Rose. Waiting for our child.And now that it had awakened, I could feel the curse inside me shifting like something alive.Rose squeezed my hand as if she sensed what I was thinking. “Lucas… you’re quiet.”“I’m thinking,” I lied.But she kept looking at me in that way she did when she refused to accept my walls.“You’re in pain,” she said softly.“No,” I started, but she cut me off immediately.“L

ROSE’S POVJake led us down the corridor at a brisk pace. Lucas stayed close beside me, one hand steady on my back, as if afraid that letting go for even a moment would allow something to snatch me out of the air.My heart pounded so hard I could feel the pressure behind my ribs. My sisters. After all these years. After everything I had done. Everything they had done to me. Everything the curse was doing to us now.We reached the main entrance hall.Two rogues stood guard at the doors. Both looked wary, tense, and confused about the visitors who waited outside. When they spotted Lucas approaching, they moved aside immediately.“Open it,” Lucas commanded.The heavy wooden doors creaked outward.Cold air swept in, brushing past my skin like a hand that didn’t belong to this world.And then I saw them.Mara stood slightly ahead, thin and pale, wrapped in a faded cloak that looked too big for her. Her hair was tangled at the ends, and dark circles bruised the skin beneath her eyes. She lo

MARA’S POVI kept my hands folded in my lap because shaking would have ruined everything.The room they locked us in was too clean to sell the lie easily. Stone walls scrubbed of soot, a narrow bed with fresh linen, a small table with water that didn’t smell of rust. Mercy disguised as caution. Lucas was smarter than I’d hoped.Still, it was enough.Lila sat on the edge of the bed, shoulders slumped, eyes fixed on the floor like she was afraid to look at the ceiling in case it fell on her. Anyone watching would see defeat. They would see grief.They would never see calculation.“They bought it,” she murmured without lifting her head.“Careful,” I whispered. “Walls listen.”Her lips twitched, almost a smile, but she swallowed it. “Did you see her face?”I closed my eyes for a second and let the image settle. Rose. Softer now. Fuller. Stronger in a way that made my chest tighten with something sharp and bitter.“I saw it,” I said. “She wants to believe.”“That’s all we need,” Lila repli