All Chapters of The Alpha’s Broken Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

VanessaI didn’t stop walking.The hallways blurred around me walls, doors, faces. None of it mattered. My pulse roared in my ears, drowning out everything else. I could still feel Jordan’s hand on my wrist, the heat of it, the way his voice cracked when he said my name.But that wasn’t enough.Not this time.I pushed open the front door and kept moving, half running, half stumbling across the grounds toward my mother’s house. The cold morning air bit at my skin, but it couldn’t cool the burn under my chest — the kind of fire that comes when every illusion starts to fall apart.I didn’t even knock.“Mom!” I shouted, storming inside. “Where are you?”Elara appeared from the kitchen, her hair tied loosely at the back of her neck, a mug of tea in her hand. The calm on her face that practiced, measured calm only fueled my fury.“Vanessa,” she said, her voice steady. “What’s wrong?”“What’s wrong?” I repeated, my voice breaking into a bitter laugh. “You tell me, Mom. What isn’t wrong?”She

EllaIt had been raining for hours now, nonstop. It poured down from the heavens in sheets, cold and merciless, soaking l through my clothes until every step felt like dragging chains through mud. My body was trembling now, my mind numb from everything Damian had said, useless, convenient, not even his mate.The words replayed over and over like a cruel chant in my head. For years, I had convinced myself that what we had meant something. That my sacrifices, my loyalty, my blood all of it, were proof that I belonged by his side. I had destroyed parts of myself for that man, betrayed people who didn’t deserve it, just to earn scraps of affection from him, because I thought it would make him chose me.And in one breath, he had taken it all away like it was nothing, like I meant nothing to him.The border lights of his territory glimmered faintly in the distance, growing smaller as I walked away. No guards stopped me, no one cared enough to. I was nothing now.Just another rogue in th

KadeBy the time I made it back to the main house, my head was a mess.The rain had started again, soft and cold against my skin, but it didn’t cool the heat burning inside me. The mate pull was still clawing at my chest, dragging my thoughts back to the dungeon to her. To Ella.The name alone made my wolf stir.She shouldn’t have affected me this much. Not her. Not a spy. Not someone who had worked for the bastard who had nearly destroyed us.But the bond didn’t care about logic. It was primal. Wild. It laughed in the face of reason.Jordan was still in his office when I entered, leaning over his desk with maps and reports scattered across the surface. He didn’t look up when I stepped in.“Tell me you have good news,” he said, his tone all business.I hesitated at the door, my throat suddenly dry.He looked up, sensing the hesitation, I liked that about him, how aware he always was. “Kade?”I closed the door behind me, forcing myself to meet his eyes. “I needed to talk to you privat

VanessaFor a long time, the silence stretched between us like a living thing thick, suffocating, vibrating with words that had been buried too long.Ella’s head was still bowed, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, but I didn’t feel sympathy anymore.Not after everything she did to me. And not just from what I was told because the memories has started getting back to me me, It came back in flashes, nightmares. My own breath caught in my throat as I stared at her, and something inside me, something fragile and trembling snapped clean in two.“You want to know what the worst part is?” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “It’s that for a while, I thought forgetting was good, I had a chance to start over without all the trauma, until you happened and I realized without my memories how vulnerable I was.”Ella’s head lifted slightly, her eyes flickering with confusion.“I thought the Moon Goddess did me a favor when she took my memories,” I continued, stepping closer, my voice rising with eve

EllaThe silence in the room feels like punishment.I can hear the ticking of the clock on the far wall, each second stretching, taunting. My wrists are unbound now, but that doesn’t make me free. Not really. Every breath still feels borrowed. Every heartbeat feels like it could be my last if I say the wrong thing.Jordan stands by the window tall, stoic, unreadable. The golden tint in his eyes flickers whenever he looks at me, and it makes my wolf shrink back inside me, trembling.Elara sits beside him, her expression calm but firm, like she has seen too many wars and lost too many people to be easily swayed by tears.Kade stands behind me. I can feel his presence like heat against my back. My mate. The bond tugs at me in quiet, painful pulses, a whisper of what could be if things were different. But I don’t dare look at him. Not now. Not when my life hangs by a thread.And then there is Vanessa.She is standing by the corner of the table, her arms crossed, eyes locked on me. She l