All Chapters of Once His Mate, Now His Rival: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

THREE HOURS AGO "I'm so happy for you, man. It's good to know things are finally working out between you and Amber again," Drake's voice rang through the phone. Damon smiled. "Me too, man. I'm literally the happiest man on earth right now. After all the times she pushed me away, I never imagined a moment like this would come. It almost feels like a dream." Drake chuckled. "I get you, bro. Just don't mess it up. I'm rooting for you both." "I won't," Damon replied before ending the call. A smile tugged at his lips as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. He wore casual pants and a black long-sleeved shirt that hugged his chest perfectly. There were three gift bags seating neatly on the dresser in front of him. Damon gave them a quick glance, then scrolled through his contacts until he found Amber's number. He recorded a quick voice note, telling her he was already on his way. Once he sent it, he began packing a small overnight bag with the clothes he'd need for the w

The news of Damon's disappearance spread faster than wildfire, with every major channel running the story.Different headlines, theories, and speculations flooded the media, yet despite all the noise, not a single outlet had declared him dead.His body had gone missing after the crash, and the wreckage of his car was so mangled that it would take nothing short of a miracle from the Moon Goddess for anyone to survive it.For two days straight, Jake kept himself busy, meeting with the cops, discussing search strategies, then barking orders through his receivers whenever he wasn't on the phone. Wolves, scouts, private investigators… everyone had been sent out to find Damon.Meanwhile, Amber paced the living room, dragging a shaky hand through her curls as the reporter's voice echoed in the background. She snatched the remote and switched off the TV, exhausted from hearing the same looped commentary.Regardless of what the reporters said on the news, she refused to believe Damon was gone.

After what felt like forever, Amber finally pulled up in front of the pack house. She parked her car directly in front of the Luna's quarters and killed the engine.Staring at herself through the rearview mirror, she began to take off her wristwatch, her bracelets and kept them in the compartment of the car. She also took off her necklace and her earrings and placed them aside too.Taking one final glance at the mirror, Amber took a deep breathe and helped herself down. She felt a cold shiver travel down her spine the moment her leg touched the ground. The last time she was here was the night the midwife helped her escape the cell. She could hardly believe that she was here again, after six long years.Amber shoved the memories aside and strode toward the building.Once she was in, she traced her steps to the living room. This used to be her quarters back when she was still Luna. She thought the place would have changed by now, but everything was exactly as she remembered.She sighte

Amber froze the moment she burst out of the Luna's quarters.The scene that greeted her was more overwhelming than anything she could have imagined.More than a hundred pack members stood gathered before her, men and women, young and old, filling the entire compound. Her gaze swept over them to see them staring back at her, soft smiles tugging at their lips as they whispered to one another.These were the same people who once looked down on her.The same people who wanted her gone.The same people she had once ruled over, yet never truly accepted her.But now?Now they looked at with admiration. With respect. With pride.Amber didn't need to hear their voices to know what filled their minds.They worshipped her now.They looked up to her.Her heart swelled with pride as she stood there.Then, slowly, the crowd shifted. A clear path opened, and Amber's breathe caught when she saw who was making her way towards her.The midwife.The woman who had saved her life and Jason's, and helped

FOUR HOURS AGOAT THE CABINBarely minutes after the cabin erupted into flames, Damon felt the heat surge, licking closer and closer to his skin. Every breath burned. Every heartbeat felt like a blade grinding through his veins.He groaned, yanking at the chains bolted into the wall, but they wouldn't budge no matter how hard he pulled.Those bastards… They'd injected him with two full doses of wolfsbane, enough to kill two Alphas.The only reason he was still breathing was because he was a Lycan… and an exceptionally strong one at that. Anyone else would have been dead hours ago. And still, the poison had done its damage.The toxin had already seeped deep into his muscles and veins, weakening his tendons and severing his connection to his Lycan power.But Damon refused to give up.He refused to die here.With every last drop of strength he had, he reached inward, desperately searching for his wolf.And then it happened.His eyes flared gold. Claws tore out through his fingertips. His