All Chapters of Mine to keep, mine to break : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Myron I had never felt the mate bond behave like that before—wild, spasming, almost frantic. It pulsed under my skin like a warning siren only I could hear, dragging me awake before dawn and refusing to let me breathe until I accepted what it was telling me.She was close.Or… closer than before.And something was wrong. Terribly wrong.I didn’t wait for my men to catch up. The moment one of them rushed into the hall of my house, reporting that they’d finally picked up the faint scent markers that matched Nalini’s last known trail, I was already out the door, shifting halfway down the stairs and launching into the dark like a bullet.The forest was cold enough to bite, but the mate bond burned through it. Her emotions slammed into me—fear, exhaustion, and something sharper underneath it. Something she was trying desperately to project. A message made of pure feeling: Come. Please. Hurry.I pushed harder, my wolf stretching into a sprint that shredded the ground beneath me. Branches w

Timothy I found the place on the second night.Two whole days of ripping through territories, shaking down rogues, threatening informants, bribing cowards and beating answers out of people who thought they could lie to me. Two whole days of sleeping in abandoned safehouses, of my wolf pacing in my chest like a caged storm, snarling every time Nalini’s fear brushed the bond like a frayed wire sparking under my ribs.And then finally — finally — someone talked. A jittery omega who had overheard something he wasn’t supposed to. An address whispered through trembling lips.Myron’s penthouse.Of course it was.The coordinates didn’t even make sense at first — hidden ridge, private elevator built into the cliffside, a property registered under a shell company. Typical Myron. Everything with him had layers, secrecy, shadows.I should have moved immediately, should have forced myself to focus on the fact that Nalini was safe, that this was where she’d been taken after he pulled her out of he

Nalini I didn’t realize how long I’d been staring at the ceiling until Myron shifted beside me, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight. I’d told myself I wouldn’t let my thoughts swallow me whole again, but the words the kidnappers said… the awakening… kept playing over and over in my head like a whisper I couldn’t outrun.I felt his eyes on me before he spoke.“You’re thinking too loudly,” he murmured.I let out a shaky breath. “I can’t help it.”The room was dim, soft gold from the lamp casting warm shadows over the walls. Myron’s presence beside me was grounding—solid, warm, familiar in a way I didn’t want to question. He sat closer, close enough for his knee to brush mine. The simple touch made something inside me shrink and expand at the same time.“Talk to me,” he said softly.I swallowed, my throat suddenly tight. “It’s… the kidnappers. What they said about my ‘awakening.’ None of it made sense. I keep thinking about it and I’m trying not to—” My voice cracked a little

Timothy “No, you’re not,” he said. “Because you’ve let some girl—”“Don’t call her that,” I snarled, stepping forward.His eyes flashed with something like satisfaction.Good.He wanted me angry.“That girl,” he continued pointedly, “is clouding your judgment. You are Timothy Rudrah. Next in line for this pack. And what are you doing? Crying over someone who picked another wolf.”My breath hitched.The words burned.He saw it. I hated that he saw it.“She didn’t choose—” I started.“She did,” he cut in. “And you know it.”I swallowed hard.My father stepped closer, lowering his voice. “So stop chasing what isn’t yours.”The pain in my chest was sharp, unexpected. But I couldn’t show it. Not to him.“Why do you even care?” I muttered.He struck again—swift, brutal—sending me crashing to the floor once more.“Because you don’t have the luxury of being stupid right now.”I sucked in a shaking breath, pushing up to my hands.He crouched, eyes now colder… but clearer.“The interpack tourn

Nalini When Timothy finally let me go, I felt the weight of a hundred eyes on my back. Myron was somewhere behind us, silent, unreadable. Maxine stood a few feet away with her arms crossed, eyebrows lifted so high they nearly touched her hairline.I swallowed and forced a shaky smile.“Tim… I… I really did miss you,” I whispered, because I meant it, and because my chest still ached from the force of my wolf’s reaction to him.But the moment passed quickly. Myron cleared his throat softly, reminding me that I had walked into school with his hand wrapped around mine. The whispers hadn’t stopped since.I stepped back from Timothy, hating how cold the air felt between us now.“Later? We should talk… properly,” I said.Timothy nodded once, jaw tight, but his eyes softened in a way that nearly unbalanced me again.“Yeah. Later.”Maxine grabbed my wrist before I could take another step.“You,” she hissed under her breath, dragging me toward the hallway leading to the lockers. “You have some