All Chapters of Chain My Heart Too, Gamma: Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

KaelMy hands tighten around the steering wheel, knuckles white, teeth clenched. The engine roars under me, and I push it harder, feeling every vibration, every curve under the tires like it’s trying to shake me off. Moonshard feels too far, too slow, the distance stretching like some cruel joke. Derek growls low in the passenger seat, his ears flat, tail flicking nervously. I hear him, but I can’t afford to slow down. Not now.The gates rise—or at least I think they do. A dozen guards stand rigid, staring at me with that practiced look of obedience mixed with fear. It doesn’t matter how many. I see their hesitation, and it fuels me.“Where’s Lala?” I bark, leaning forward, voice raw from yelling at myself half the ride here. Silence. Just silence and the way their bodies stiffen, like I just asked the impossible.“She… Alpha… ordered her locked away,” one of them mutters finally, voice tight. My stomach drops into some dark pit I didn’t even know I had. Locked away. Josen. My blood i

KaelThe pack hall feels tighter than usual, like the walls are somehow listening more closely today, and I keep shifting in my seat because everything about this meeting irritates me. The elders are bickering over security patrols and border rotations, and normally I would be right there, arguing about tactical weaknesses and which areas need extra reinforcement, but today my head just refuses to stay in one place. Every time someone raises a point, my mind drifts back to the dungeon, to the thought of her sitting there alone. I try to look like I’m paying attention, nodding at the right moments, but my jaw keeps clenching on its own. I’m too aware of Josen sitting a few seats away, too aware of the smug stillness in his expression, like he already knows something the rest of us don’t.I force myself to listen as Elder Hurin goes on and on about how the patrols caught another rogue trying to sneak through the northern ridge. People murmur, others give their opinions, and I try to fo

KaelI slam my door open, and the moment it closes behind me something just snaps. It’s not even a clean snap, more like this ugly twist inside my chest that makes my breath come out harsh. The image of Lala in Josen’s room, in his space, in his reach, and I can’t do a damn thing about it, it coils through my stomach so tightly I feel like I might throw up. The air in my room feels too tight, too warm, like the walls are shrinking in just to watch me fall apart, and I don’t even try to stop the anger spreading through me. I grab the nearest chair and shove it aside, and it hits the wall with a loud crack that does absolutely nothing to calm the fire crawling under my skin.I move to the cabinet, pull it open too fast, bottles clattering because my hands won’t stop shaking. I snatch one, twist it open, drink straight from it like water, even though the taste burns down my throat. I don’t care. I need the burn. I need something sharper than the thought of her choosing him. I take anoth

LalaCold air hits the back of my legs the second the blanket is yanked off me, and I jerk upright with a confused gasp because my body wasn’t ready to leave sleep so violently. The mattress dips under me as I pull my knees close, trying to blink the stubborn heaviness out of my eyes while the maid stands there like she’s been waiting her whole life to do that. She doesn’t hide the irritation on her face either, her lips pressed so tight together they look like they’re trying to disappear.“So dramatic,” I mumble, rubbing my arm where she touched earlier, even though it doesn’t hurt, I just need something to complain about. My voice is thick with sleep. “You could have, you know, tapped me gently.”She ignores me completely, which she’s very good at, and drops a folded gown onto my lap. The gown is too smooth and too soft to be something I should be wearing in captivity, but Josen likes showing off, so of course he wants me looking like a well-decorated hostage.“Wear that,” she mutte