All Chapters of Dear Mate, You’re Mine!: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter Thirty One

Astra's POV “Humor me. How did those rogues get in last night?” Nobody answered. I smiled– a cold smile spread to my lips, the room chilled. I walked up to them, my axe in hand. I stabbed the first guy with the axe on his fingers, squashing his finger. He was my prime suspect. His shrill scream rang out, he wiggled on the chair he was tied to, sweat rolled almost getting into his eyes. I advanced to the second person and before he could make a sound, I drove a dagger into his thigh, squeezing and squishing inside before pulling it off. His scream could wake the dead. His body flapped and flayed as he kept shouting he wasn't a part of this. The third guy had sweat rolling into his mouth, his body trembling, shaking uncontrollably, his eyes kept darting around as he squirmed around as if

Chapter Thirty Two

Trent's POV The air was thick with the scent of meat, fire, and Mead. The feast had started before the sun fully rose. In fact, it had started as soon as I fled back to full Moon Pack with Rio. The moment the fifth rogue had escaped, heading towards Astra. I knew she was doomed and I turned around just before the properly sealed the Chambers and with the help of our earlier aide, we escaped unscathed and unseen. It was a moment of celebration, Astra was down. Her tenure was over. Laughter thundered through the gathering crowd, the bonfire burned flickering with joy, goblets clinked, and scents of roasted meat filled the air. It was a gathering mostly filled by men. The women were sleeping or watching over the pups and a few of them were also in this gathering. It didn't matter who was here, it wasn't strict or compulsory. It was just a little celebration gath

Chapter Thirty Three

Astra's POV My hands trembled in anger and I gritted my teeth as I heard the report from one of the supreme spy. Rumors were spreading, people were beginning to question my rule. They said I as incompetent and even some others took the liberty to say they always knew I'd never rule right as a lady. It triggered me and annoyed me greatly. My hands itched to murder someone and I will get my turn. Did Trent not know he was obvious? Investigations were ongoing and it didn't take a thing to discover that Trent was behind this. All of it. Fewer words. More actions. The sun had not yet reached its peak but the supreme chamber burned with anticipation. My decree had flown faster than a Raven, travelling through the entire pack in the city both small and big. Through Evey single member. There

Chapter Thirty Four

Astra's POV Deep in the underground archives, behind locked doors I had begun secret investigations and audits of Full Moon Pack's finances. Trent must be gloating thinking that he had successfully destroyed the archives the last time he and his rogues pulled a stunt. Unfortunately, the archive contained a copy. I had other copies stashed out in various underground archives like this one. One thing they would never understand was that I was always prepared, always. I had one target in mind. Just one. Arianna. I would find evidence and I would shatter Trent's world. My first step was the ledger. Row after rows of numbers, names, trade routes, rations delivered, wolves hired, hunt rights I spent hours going through every bit of it. It was 12+ hours already, Jerome was worried, he had walked into the

Chapter Thirty Five

Trent's POV The night was unusually still. Rio stood by the side, I could see his hands trembling as he stood waiting for my next words. “What did you say?” I repeated calmly, very calmly. Rumors are spreading. They've spread like widefire. Arianna has been siphoning money from the pack. She is the reason for the Pack's financial decline. Astra sent an order too, she made her investigation and she sent out an order. The beta of Full Moon Pack is under investigation. The back of my throat burned at the embarrassment, my hands trembled. Astra had the audacity. I gripped the edge of the table tightly, my claws digging into the table and scratching. “Astra has the audacity. She thinks she can frame me using Arianna. What kind of a leader is that petty?” I growl, causing the young warrior to shake i

Chapter Thirty Six

Trent's POV Nothing prepared me for that kind of betrayal. It pierced through the layers of my skin and stabbed into my chest. Every part of my body hurts, literally. It felt like I'd gone to war in those few minutes. I waited for her to walk away before I collapsed, falling onto my knees. Anguish spread like a wide fire inside of me, my heart began to grow cold. My wrists numbed and my legs grew heavy. Arianna. Her name tasted like grain now– sand, heavy to pronounce. A bitter pill even I could not swallow. This was the definition of living with a traitor. I was living with a traitor. I have seen the truth now. My eyes were widely awake and my eyes were clear. It was too late t

Chapter Thirty Seven

Astra's POV I was seated by the arched window in my private study. It was dark, too dark to be awake but I needed to finish going over the final report of the council restructuring. My eyes were tired, my body weak but my posture did not lose its edge. My body was willing but my spirit was not. A knock rattled on the door– swift and sharp. I didn't look up. “Enter,” I spoke. The supreme guards bowed deeply, “My lady, The Full Moon Packs storage hall was set ablaze. The fire seems to have started an hour or two ago according to my reports.” My fingers paused, then the resumed flipping through the records. “Set ablaze?” “Yes, my lady.&rdqu

Chapter Thirty Eight

Trent's POV A silent growl left my throat. Hunger and chaos filled the air of the Full Moon Packs territory– My territory. It smelled like rot, a pack of rotten eggs. It was a stench nobody should ever associate with a wolf-pack. Yet here it was. I stood on the cliff, my eyes strained overlooking the land. My hands clenched by my side, my mouth was dry, and my cloak was smeared in dirt and my sweat. Sweat? It drenched me like water. I looked across the pack's domain. A pack that was once thriving was now a wasteland. Once breathing, it was now filled with silent, hungry warriors with hollow eyes. “We are dying.” The words echoed in my mind. I clenched my fists tightly, blood seeped out. I refuse to watch it happen. “Six days without a kill.” Head warrior, Rio, reported with a tone that attempted to mask fear

Chapter Thirty Nine

Trent's POV I passed by some open fires where men were huddled, some warriors, heads bowed. Some slept on furs, thin and worn. The houses were no longer conducive, not without a working heater. Our tolerance to cold was higher than average but even so not with the northern Frost and the starving. The fire kept warm now. They served even better. Some people stared into the embers as if seeking answers from the ashes. Jara, one of the fiercest patrol guards, was one of those. I sat beside her, she looked frail and almost… weak. My heart clenched. “Alpha,” She said softly, catching my gaze as she simultaneously gave a small nod of acknowledgement which I returned. “We ran two nights ago. We crossed the river. There was food. For one night… but they chased us back.&rdquo

Chapter Forty

Trent's POV Our pale light had barely touched the ridge when the sound of distant footsteps echoed across the valley. Everybody stiffened. It was just a pair of footsteps but it could be anything, anyone, or anybody so as if on cue, everyone took a posture. Whatever it was we were prepared to fight it out. We might look frail and hungry but we would fight to the death instead. The footsteps drew closer, echoing across the dark valley. We waited, our spears and arrows drawn for battle. The footsteps came closer, from the mist, a lone figure appeared. Limping, dragging one boot, blood soaked through the hem of her cloak. The grip on my spear tightened. "Arianna." My voice was low and sharp, my expression thankfully covered by the dark had trac

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