All Chapters of Enslaved to the Mad Alpha: Chapter 201 - Chapter 207

Kali's POV KaliThe fire had burned lower by the time I opened my eyes.For a moment, I didn't remember where I was.The crackle of wood. The scent of pine. The heavy weight wrapped around my waist.Then everything came rushing back.The cabin.The trip.Emmett.I shifted slightly and immediately felt his arm tighten around me."Don't," he muttered.I blinked, looking over my shoulder.His eyes were still closed."You were awake?""No." His voice was rough with sleep. "But I knew you were trying to escape."A reluctant smile tugged at my lips."I wasn't.""Liar."There was no heat in the accusation.Only exhaustion.For once, the fierce Alpha who spent every waking moment growling orders and intimidating everyone around him seemed almost... human.His dark hair was messy.A faint scar crossed his cheek.And despite how impossible it sounded, he looked peaceful.I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen him like this.Maybe I never had.Carefully, I untangled myself from his arms and

I wandered through the dimly lit east wing corridors after midnight, unable to sleep again. The magnetic pull that always seemed to lead me back to Emmett had grown stronger since the night I first unlocked his door. My bare feet were silent on the cold stone as I approached the massive arched doors of the ancient library. I knew he was in there. I could feel it.The heavy doors creaked open. Moonlight streamed through tall stained-glass windows, casting colored patterns across thousands of leather-bound books and the long oak tables. Emmett stood near the center, his back to me, one hand braced on a tall bookshelf. The moment I stepped inside, he stiffened.“Kali.” His voice was rough, already edged with that dangerous hunger. He turned slowly, crimson eyes glowing in the low light. “You shouldn’t be here.”“I couldn’t stay away,” I whispered.He crossed the distance in seconds, slamming the doors shut behind me with a wave of his hand. Before I could say anything else, he pinned me

Zara's POV I stood in front of the full-length dressing mirror, my reflection staring back at me with wide, uncertain eyes. Suzie hummed softly behind me as she carefully tucked delicate white flowers into my wild red curls. My heart was racing so hard I could feel it pounding in my throat, each beat a painful reminder that this moment was real. I was about to mate with Isaac. Today. In front of his entire family and our closest friends at the beautiful woodland cabin they had prepared.*Am I doing the right thing?* The question looped endlessly in my mind. Images of Ike flashed through my head uninvited — his pained eyes, the heat of his body against mine, the way he had looked at me like I was his entire world even as he lay dying. Guilt twisted like a knife in my stomach. But I pushed it down, forcing myself to breathe. This was best. A fresh start with the best man I had ever known. Isaac was stable, kind, and he loved me without complications. He offered safety, a future, a life

Zara's POV I stepped fully into the clearing, my white mating dress dragging through the grass and dirt like a ghost of the future I thought I was walking toward. My arms were folded tightly over my chest, but they did nothing to stop the violent shaking that had taken over my entire body. Isaac and Ben both whipped around to face me, their expressions shifting from shock to panic in the span of a heartbeat.“Answer the question, Isaac,” I repeated, my voice low and trembling with barely contained rage. “How long has this been going on? How long have you been sleeping with your own half-brother?”Isaac’s face went pale. He took a step toward me, hands raised like he was approaching a wounded animal. “Zara… it’s not what it looks like. You’re misunderstanding—”“Misunderstanding?” I laughed, but there was no humor in it, only sharp, broken pain. “I saw you, Isaac! I saw the way you kissed him back. The way your hands were on him. Don’t you dare stand there and lie to my face right now