All Chapters of Mated to Sins : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22 Run Zima's POV. A sleek black Lamborghini Urus screeched against the floor, halting right in front of me. Darius stepped back, his eyes carrying more pain than warmth. Damon stood at the far end, looking entertained by the chaos that had just unfolded. He didn’t say a word. The area was empty now; every student had already been ordered to leave. The tinted glass rolled down, revealing King Aiden inside, his cold eyes assessing the scene with quiet authority. “Get in,” he commanded, his tone firm but his gaze lingering briefly on Darius. A guard stepped out, walked around the car, and opened the door for me. “Zee, don’t go in with him,” Darius said, his voice cracking, the sound slicing through me. It broke my heart. I didn’t want to go. I shouldn’t go. But if I didn’t, I might never get the chance to take this man down. I turned to look at Darius, giving him a knowing look. “Zee, don’t,” he said again, desperation heavy in his tone. “Don’t keep me waiting,” King A

Chapter 24 Despise him Damon's POV My eyes followed Darius as he stormed out. Over the years, after a very sour relationship with my brother, I’ve learned not to pity him but to find satisfaction in his pain and defeat. Feeling sorry for Darius never yields anything. That motherfucker has dedicated his whole life to hating me. My father cleared his throat. “We should eat,” he said, reaching out to rub her thighs with his right hand as if trying to soothe her pain. It was pointless—like using fire to calm another fire. “The ceremony may have to be shifted a little,” he added, scooping some steak onto his plate. “We need to make sure Darius is in his right mind and not planning to ruin things for us.” “Right, son?” he asked, looking at me. I nodded. Truth is, I didn’t care. He could go to the ends of the earth announcing her as his Luna or whatever title he wanted. I was still going to have that pussy again, a second time, a third, even a hundredth. The thought alone thrilled m

Chapter 26Zima's POV The night air was cool, the breeze slapping gently against my skin as if reminding me I was still alive. Darius’s eyes swept over me, slow and deliberate, before he pulled me into his arms. His palms were hot against my arms, rubbing warmth into me until my body stopped trembling.“I’ll warm you up,” he whispered, his voice almost swallowed by the wind.There was no one outside. The world felt asleep. Even the trees stood still, listening. We walked in silence, our footsteps blending with the hum of the night until the path opened up before the sea. The half moon hung low, spilling silver light across the waves. The water rolled and broke, soft and steady, a rhythm that seemed to breathe with us.Darius’s back caught the moonlight, every muscle glinting like it had been carved from bronze and shadow. He looked untamed, wild in a way that made the air between us pulse. He drew me closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him, and then he bent to press a ki

Chapter 28.Damon's POV I strode down the hall. Last night, I had spent hours watching my twin brother and Zima together. They looked ridiculous, but it was a relief to see him distracted, finally. My father had told me how he caught the Zima girl with wolf's bane and fed it to Darius instead. Now, Darius was probably writhing in pain. He deserved it. Who would let a she-wolf exploit their weakness, someone who couldn’t control the bond with their mate?I made my way to the rogue’s prison where Darius was being held. The guard stepped aside, and I entered. I wasn’t wrong. The room was dark, pierced only by a single shaft of sunlight that seeped through the gloom.“You look like a battered wolf,” I muttered, stepping closer. His fangs were streaked with blood, his skin blistered red from the wolf’s bane. He shrank back at the sight of me. He wasn’t chained, just left on the floor, curling and twisting in pain.“You and Dad… doing this to me like you did to Mom… it makes no sense.”“Ou

Chapter 30Damon's POV I stepped back. My father stood there, his lips curved in that self-satisfied smile he wore whenever he thought he had already won. The kind of smile that made everyone else in the room feel small.“What does that even mean, Father?” I asked. My voice came out low, and raspy, but I kept my eyes on him.Aria looked between us, her breathing quick and unsteady. Confusion and fear flashed across her face as she took a step back, almost losing her balance.“I don’t want any part in this,” she said quietly. Her voice trembled, but she tried to sound firm. Before she could turn away, Kael stepped out from behind her. His face stayed calm, and empty, the way a man looks when he already knows where his loyalty lies.“I’m afraid it’s true, Aria,” he said.Her head moved in a slow shake, then faster, her voice breaking. “No. That’s not true. My parents are dead. I have a missing sibling. I…”“My little girl,” my father’s voice cut her off. It was calm, too calm. “I can