All Chapters of Chain My Heart Too, Gamma: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LalaMy heart starts pounding so hard it feels like it’s trying to break out of my chest, and for a second everything around me just… stops. The air freezes, my breath stalls, even the tiny sound of glass shifting seems too loud as I immediately drop the shards I’m holding. But it’s too late. One of them slices into my finger, sharp enough that I feel the sting shoot all the way up my arm. I hiss and pull back, trying to hide it, but Kael is already moving beside me.He reaches for my hand like he’s about to check it, and I automatically jerk back and get to my feet so fast the chair almost scrapes. “It’s fine, I can handle it,” I say, the words rushing out before he even touches me. I force a quick smile, clutching my hand behind me so he won’t see the blood. “Really, it’s nothing.”He gives me this look—confused, brows pulled together, like he can’t understand why I’m reacting like I’ve been caught stealing the moon. His mouth parts a little like he’s about to say something, but bef

KaelA sharp knock rattles the doorframe, pulling me out of the shallow sleep I didn’t even realize I’d fallen into. My eyes snap open, heart hammering against my ribs. Whoever it is bangs again, harder this time, impatient, urgent. I groan, rolling onto my back, muscles stiff, every nerve firing. Derek growls low in my chest, ears pricked, tail bristling even though he’s trapped inside me. I can feel his tension like a wire under my skin.I drag myself upright, pulling the blanket off, wincing as soreness crawls up my spine. My legs feel heavy, my head fuzzy, but curiosity and instinct win over. Whoever’s out there isn’t patient enough for me to stay in bed.“Who’s there?” My voice comes out rough, controlling the edge as best I can. I hear shuffling on the other side of the door, a faint scuff of shoes on the wooden floor. The pause drags on a second too long. Then, a soft voice, careful, polite.“Breakfast… sir.”Breakfast. That shouldn’t sound threatening, but Derek stiffens, grow

LalaI drag my leg back to my room, my body screaming with exhaustion.Seeing Kael carry those crates just to help a boy felt strange, my chest tightens again. He always had people running around him, ready to grab whatever he needed. Seeing him bend down, helping a boy clean the floor, mopping with me right there in the same room… it unsettled me. It felt too intimate for something so small.“That’s the matebond,” I mutter quietly. “It has to be.” because there’s no way he would know I am Lala looking like this. He calls me Jack so I don’t think he suspects anything yet.Also, I made him believe the scent he perceives from me is the scent of the perfume he had in his room. The one he used every day simply because he wasn’t using it anymore. He had a lot of different perfumes, so it wasn’t hard to make him think it’s just one of them clinging to my clothes.I smile faintly, having him around too feels good, I know I’m the one he came all the way here to look for. I wonder how he react

Lala“Cliff? Can someone give Bernard a call on his damn phone?” I yell, wiping my hands on the apron as I serve the last table. “That jerk, how dare he run off?”The bar is quieter now, most of the usual late crowd gone, leaving behind the smell of spilled beer and the sticky floor, the hum of the ceiling light overhead. I sigh, glancing at the clock. It’s way past midnight.I am closing late because Bernard bailed. The usual chaos slows, leaving a strange stillness that wraps the place in a soft, tired quiet. Kael is the last customer. Sitting there, whiskey in hand, blue eyes watching the dim room like he owns it—or maybe like he’s just tired of everything. He doesn’t even glance at the door when I come out from behind the counter.I pause, gripping a clean rag, debating if I should just leave him be. He hasn’t called for another drink, and honestly, I don’t think he needs me hovering. But then he looks up, catching my gaze, and for a second I freeze. Instead of leaving, I go over

KaelI feel a sharp pain slice through my side, the pain runs through my entire body. I had managed to get to my room last night when it started as a light throb, something I thought I could shrug off if I just lay still and let sleep drag me under. But now, it feels like it’s draining the life out of me, like something is twisting deep inside and refusing to let go.I try to breathe slowly, but each breath shakes in my chest. My eyes feel heavy, my head pounding from the alcohol and whatever this poison is doing to me. I know drinking wasn’t a good idea, but Jack kept handing me the glass and I didn’t want to think too much. I didn’t want to think about the ache crawling up my spine or the way my wolf kept pacing inside me as if something terrible was coming.The pain hits again, harder this time, like a sharp wave that rolls from my ribs to my lower back. It forces a low groan out of me before I can stop it. I grip the blanket under me, pulling it to my chest as if that will steady