All Chapters of THE MAD ALPHA : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

POV: ELARAIt hits me out of nowhere.Like my chest jerks instead of my heart, like something inside me flinches before I even understand why, and I stop walking so hard my foot drags against the dirt and I almost trip over myself.“What the hell?” I mutter, because that is all my brain gives me.My wolf freezes too. Not curls up. Not hides. She freezes like she just heard her name called in a crowd.Again.There it is again.It is not warm. It is not sweet. It does not feel like love or comfort or any of the lies people tell about mate bonds. It feels like a nerve getting tapped. Like a wire twitching when someone flips a switch too far away to see.I suck in a breath and it shakes.“You felt that,” I say, not loud, not really talking to anyone but her.“Yes.” Her voice is right there, sharp and close.” Yes I felt it.”I press my hand into my chest like that will stop it from moving, and I hate that my fingers are trembling, and I hate that my throat feels tight all of a sudden, and

POV: KaelI’m crawling on my knees through this garbage of a hallway, dirt under my hands, walls sweating with some kind of magic that hates me. My chest feels like it’s being pressed by a fist, not metaphorical, real, like it’s trying to stop me from getting close. And I know it’s close. Darius is close. I can feel him through the layers, through the bindings, like a heartbeat buried under snow. I can feel her too, Elara. She’s a hurricane on my side, running forward, fists swinging, teeth bared, throwing wolves into walls and over railings. And I swear I can’t stop staring at her even though I’ve got work to do because she moves like fire.I raise my hands, muttering under my breath, words curling out wrong and ragged, not neat, not polished. The incantation stutters halfway and the barrier pulses at me. It’s like it knows me, knows my voice, knows the shape of my hands. I freeze because it’s personal. It bites. I try again, smooth it, but the wall yanks back and pushes me off my rh

POV: ELARAThe second I step into the hallway, something in me jerks hard, like I just walked straight into a memory that isn’t mine but still knows exactly who I am. Like it’s been waiting. Like it recognizes me before I even get a chance to breathe.The door seals behind us with this low, heavy sound that sinks straight into my gut, and my stomach drops. Kael says my name sharp, like he’s about to grab me or pull me back, but I’m already stuck there, frozen in place, because the air changes. It presses in. It shifts. And then it does this awful thing where it settles, like it’s decided something.I feel it.At first I don’t even have words for it. It’s just this slow, ugly slide under my skin, like fingers made of smoke, like something breathing right at my throat without touching me. My wolf goes dead quiet. Not scared. Just… shoved aside. Like something bigger stepped forward and told her to move.And then it clicks.“Oh,” I whisper, and it comes out wrong, thin and breathy and ki

POV: LYRA I burst out of the tunnels and race into the mansion, heading straight for him, my boots slapping against the cold stone floor, my chest tight, my lungs screaming, and I see him. Darius. I open my mouth to call him but he walks past me like I don’t exist, like I’m already dust in the air, gone, irrelevant. He doesn’t look at me. He doesn’t even hesitate. Every step he takes is toward something behind me. Something I can’t reach. Something I hate. He walks past me. Not brushing me. Not even close enough for our arms to touch. He just walks past like I am some random body in the way. Like I am nothing. “Darius.” My voice comes out sharp and I hate that it shakes at the end. He does not look at me. He does not slow down. He just keeps walking and his eyes are locked somewhere over my shoulder and I know who is there. I don’t have to turn around. I feel it. I feel the air pulling that way. I feel that stupid bond stretching tight like a wire being pulled from my han

POV: ELARAIt is late and he still will not let me go.We are in his room and the lights are off except for the lamp by the bed and he is sitting on the floor with his back against the side of the bed and his head is in my lap like he is afraid if he lets go I will disappear.His hands are gripping my waist.Not tight enough to hurt.Just enough to keep me there.“Tell me,” he says.His voice is rough. Tired. Not commanding.“Tell me everything.”I look down at him.His eyes are open but he is staring at the wall like he cannot look at me and hear it at the same time.“Everything?” I ask.“Yes,” he says and his jaw tightens. “From the moment I sent you away.”You sent me away.I slowly slide my fingers out of his hair and move his head off my lap.He looks up at me, confused.I stand up.“No,” I say quietly. “If you want everything then you don’t get to hide in my lap while I say it.”Kael is leaning against the wall near the window. Varek is standing by the door with his arms crossed