All Chapters of MATED TO THE ENEMY ALPHA: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ElaraVolkava’s words didn’t just echo—it pierced through me when he said sacrifice…He was going to sacrifice Lior?Zuri unsheaths her sword, “I never signed up using an innocent child. You tricked me. You’d have to kill me first, Volkava.”That stunned me. She literally took him, handed him over and now what?…She’s protecting him..?In a split second, Draven breaks the hold of the creatures. They didn’t even register it until it was too late as he tore free like something unleashed, power snapping through the air as his claws ripped into their flesh—bone crunching, bodies collapsing before they could even react. He lunges for the ones holding Kae and Anton and in split seconds they have killed them.“DRAVEN—!” I said, stunned but he was already moving, already killing. One of the beasts holding me released his claws lunging for me—“Lar—!” Anton's voice rings out but I didn’t even see it fully before Draven’s hand was around its throat, snapping it sideways with a sickening crack. A

Elara“Elara!” Mateo shouted, slamming another creature off him, holding me as I began running towards Draven and Volkava as they hit each other brutally.“You can’t go there,” Mateo’s grip tightened on me but I wasn’t looking at him. I was looking at them. They collided again—force against force, rage against something far darker. Draven was faster, stronger, relentless, but he wasn’t thinking. He was fighting against a dark being in pure rage—he was losing himself.“Draven—!” I tried again, my voice cutting through the chaos but he didn’t hear me. I tried to use the bond but his energy was blocking me off. It was there, but distant.Draven was drowning in rage.“Watch out!” Kael’s blade clashed against these abominations that shouldn’t even exist in the first place. Steel and claws clashed as one of the creatures lunged faster and stronger than before. Mateo moved like a shadow beside him, cutting one down, then another, but they kept coming.“We need to move now,” Mateo said. “They

ElaraVolkava’s expression darkened, “It’s a chance, I agree but do you really think that’s going to work? You will die with me,” his voice sharper now, stepping closer.I held his gaze, “I’m ending it.”I began the ultimate spell engrained in my brain—the one my mother had cloaked that even Volkava doesn’t know. The book thuds me down with it as it pins to the earth, the vines around it began unlocking.Volkava growls and lunges for me but Draven is faster as he takes him out. Mateo and Kael attacked him now. All three of them against him.“Elara—no.” Anton’s voice reached me this time in a firm and warning tone. I swallowed hard, “It’s the only way.”“You could die,” he whispered. “He will destroy everyone and everything. I have to do this!” I said. “Try to stop her,” Mateo yells at Draven, “We’ve got this.” Mateo and Kael tried to pin Volkava but he was too strong for them. I quickly resume the spell.“Elara stop,” Draven tries to grab my arm but the vines grow larger into the

Elara“No… no, no, no—”My hands trembled over Lior’s tiny chest, my breath coming too fast, too sharp. I tried the spell again softer this time, then stronger, then much stronger but nothing changed.No flutter. No cry. He lay still in Elysia's hands. I could only tell he was alive because of how deeply his small chest rose and fell.“He should be waking up,” I whispered again, panic rising like a tide I couldn’t stop. “He should—Draven, he should be waking up…”“He’s breathing,” Draven said, though his voice carried something strained, something tight. “So, he’s alive.”“But he’s not waking!” I snapped. My eyes danced with fear as I looked at him desperately. “This isn’t normal. A sleep spell this deep—if it lingers too long, it could—”It could kill him but I couldn’t say it. I wouldn’t say it because it would feel too real. Fear clawed up my throat. “Isn’t there any way we can break the spell?" Elysia asked. “My mother,” I said quickly, pushing to my feet. “She’ll—She’ll know w

ElaraDraven didn’t stop until we got to his master bedroom. Then I noticed the change, the vibe of the room was different—all my belongings were in place—my dresses hung alongside his. My little knife alongside the board his weapons were. My books stacked beside his maps. Even the small things—my brushes, my oils—were arranged like they’d always belonged there.Like I had always belonged here.My chest tightened slightly, “It’s perfect,” I said, quietly.“I had it done like this. Do you like it?" Draven replied.I turned to look at him. He hadn’t moved closer yet. So I moved closer to him. His focus on me unrelenting remained focused.“It fits,” I added, softer now. “Just… right.”Silence stretched for a second. Then, he said, “You walked up to Aerin.”There it was.I crossed my arms slightly, raising a brow. “And you entertained half the women in that hall.”His jaw ticked, “So, you saw…That was different.”I smirked, “Of course it was.”His eyes narrowed slightly, “You were trying