Todos los capítulos de A Faked Mate : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Sitting alongside my father was more bearable now than I think it has been in a long time. Since I had come of age in fact. Our long talks since Presley had made us face up to everything, and since I had marked Presley had changed everything. I felt different. Blade felt different. My state of mind was still not fully settled, but I hoped with time, and the right support that perhaps it may be.We were able to work, and chat, like somewhere between a friend and father and son. Something that a few months ago I could only have dreamed about. I feel so little pressure now, and that was one of the most unreal things. I was content. Finally.Today had been the day for Dad showing me another part of the computer systems he used for pack, and truth be told, I had been losing focus fast. Sleep had not been my friend last night. And for once, that had not been because of my over-active mind. It was because I had been unable to keep my hands off my new mate.“Are you even listening Zee?” Dad a

With a panicked heart, I had arranged our warrior teams to deploy across our pack in search of the young she-wolf who had gone in search of my son’s new mate. She had so clearly set out with bad intentions, and that concerned me. My pack did not have members like this. The fear within Zaine's voice as he mindkinked me told me this was worse than he had first thought. But I would ensure Sara did not leave my pack. I would bring her to justice for what she had done. I would not allow this sort of behavior within my pack, nor would I allow this to destroy my son...Once my Gamma and his warriors were taking over control of the search, I wasted no time in moving swiftly from the packhouse. My son needed me and I wanted to be by his side. I knew there had been positive changes to his aura of late. I believed it had been since he and Presley had marked one another, but also since we had spoken too, and those were things that gave me eternal hope that we could turn things arou

I do not know how long I stood and waited. Time seemed almost frozen still as Presley was once again blocked from my view. There was nothing left of her for me to feel through the matebond that we shared, and that filled me with nothing but terror. Blade was pacing incessantly within my mind, because he knew, likely more than me, what lay at stake right now. Without this she-wolf, our life would be over…The moment we had kissed. The moment she had accepted being here with me. All pivotal moments for me. Because they were times I had begun to imagine a future. Build upon thoughts within my mind of what a future may look like for me. For us. And, for the first time in a long time, it had been a positive one, all because of the she-wolf that had begun as my best friend. Without her, there was no positive future. Dealing with grief would destroy me further than the already potentially deadly whirlpool of my own thoughts. There would be no way out. It would end exactly as it had for my Un

I heard the words of Presley’s father, and my heart constricted painfully. Was that what he thought? That this was all my doing? I held that guilt within my heart, and had done since the moment I had heard of what had happened today, but to know that someone else felt the same filled me with a sense of unease that I could not explain. If others felt the same, then it was not simply my own mind, it had to be the truth...I felt the room near spinning as my mind wandered to a place that could be dangerous right now. A place I did not want to return. Yet I knew I needed to defend myself if I were to ever stand a chance with Presley. This was her father, and he could destroy everything for me in a heartbeat, and by the sound of it, that was exactly what he planned to do. My mind grasped desperately for things to say that would alleviate the situation, but a slight snarl took me by surprise. A snarl made in defense of me. Of us. Of the situation. And in disagreement with what her father wa

Everything had become suffocating. I had asked for space. From Zaine. From his family. And from my father. I think my father's presence had been the worst, so I had sent him home with the promise that all was good. The situation between my current mate and I was complicated enough without my father interfering.I was ordered to rest due to the severity of my injuries. Informed that the best chance of a full recovery would be bed rest for a number of days. So I had taken it upon myself when I had found the opportunity, and spoke to the doctor and asked that they allow me to do that in the quiet of the hospital. There I was able to control who could come to see me, and there I was able to be alone. I gained solitude within the private room there when the doctors and nurses had done all they needed to, and it became a safe haven for me. Thankfully, the doctor had reluctantly agreed.Unfortunately, Zaine was not so willing to give up his visits and so frequently I was hear