All Chapters of MATED TO RUTHLESS ALPHA BROTHERS : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

GISELLE Even though I couldn't feel anything on my wounded leg down the knee, I kept dragging it mercilessly. My eyes were set murderously on Adeline ahead. She was having far worse problems with her wounds because of her lack of werewolf healing capabilities.This gave me an advantage over her. She was also losing more blood than me, which meant that she'd grow weaker quicker. This was the best opportunity for me to strike her, to take it all out on her.Even though I was burning with anger, I couldn't stop sobbing. The image of Patrick's dead wolf kept flashing in front of my eyes again and again, paining me. I was feeling that intense pain in my chest. I wondered if it was because of his death.My Patrick... I cried, but my anger was more intense. I was going to make Adeline's life a nightmare. I was going to do the worst of things to her.The strong winds and snow tried to slow me down, but I pushed through, never taking my eyes off Adeline, struggling to walk ahead of me. When I

PATRICK I was met with the blinding white of the snow as soon as I opened my eyes. I blinked several times to get used to the glaring white. It took me a minute or two until I could see again, and the first thing I noticed was a stormy grey sky and the snow falling from it.I lay under the cold, open sky for some reason. I tried to recall what I was doing by laying in the open and staring at the sky, but I couldn't think of any reason. I sat up and looked around me.The place didn't seem part of my Pack territory, which was even more odd. Instantly, many questions sprouted in my head- where was I? How did I get here? What was I doing here? Why was I lying on the snow?I searched my mind for answers but found none. I frowned to myself, rubbing my head, and instantly hissed in pain. It hurt terribly, but why? I didn't remember getting any injury in the head. I searched my head for any wounds, but there were none. Still, there was a sharp pain in my head that throbbed away.It wasn't so

GISELLE I tried not to stare at Patrick's wolf when he shifted. However, my mind already started to blast me with the images of his dead wolf, his dead eyes, reminding me of the way blood was flowing through the silver bullet wound in the middle of his head.All those images made me sick instantly. I fought the tears back and reminded myself that Patrick and Waylon were alive and in one piece now, but now their lives depended on me keeping my promise to the moon goddess. They didn't know of my bargain, and they didn't need to know.I glanced at Waylon's wolf and then at the screen before climbing on his back. Patrick's wolf grunted before leading the way. I checked the compass to ensure we ran in the right direction.The two didn't seem to remember what had happened in the past hour. It was a good thing for them, but I wished the moon goddess had wiped my memory, too. Maybe this was her way of torturing me- to keep reminding me of the deal.The two of them ran fast despite the thick

GISELLE I rested my head on Waylon's shoulder, breathing hard while I felt both their knots pulsing away inside me. I felt so tight and full. My muscles tried to clench around them but couldn't because I was too stuffed."Breathe," Waylon whispered under me, running his fingers through my hair. "Are you alright?" He asked, sounding concerned."Yeah," I sighed, trying to gain control of my breathing. I winced as a wave of pain washed over my body, but it soon turned into pleasure."How do you feel?" Patrick asked, his shot breath fanning my neck, making my pussy clench around Waylon's knot. His husky voice did wonders for me."I feel good," I whispered as he placed several hot kisses over my shoulder, making my heart stutter. "I feel so full... so complete," I said, and Waylon groaned. I lifted my head to look at him.His eyes were pitch black, and his canines were out. He looked ready to claim and mark me, but he seemed to be holding himself back."Such a good girl, taking two knots

WAYLON"Do you remember anything yet?" I asked Patrick, sinking in the chair next to him in our office after coming back from a long run. He was busy looking through some emails from the cyber team on the new security updates.I wanted to spend some time with Giselle but I left her alone when I found her asleep and came to see my brother instead."No," He answered curtly. He knew what I was talking about without mentioning it. "What do you remember?" He asked me after a strained second of silence."I've been forcing myself to remember," I replied, "Though I haven't had much luck. All I see is blood, snow and Giselle. I remember the strongest grief I'd ever felt since we lost our parents and then burning with anger. Nothing more than that," I sighed, flipping through my memories again and again in search of answers but as always, I found nothing.Patrick glanced at me briefly, looking away from the screen."What do you think it could be?" He asked pensively. I shrugged."I don't know.