Alle Kapitel von The Ice Alpha’s Mate: Kapitel 101 – Kapitel 110

ARIAWhen I woke up in the morning, I wasn't sure if I wanted to go to classes, but what else can I do? Stop and wait to see how everything will unfold?Having something to do keeps my mind occupied on something other than this whole situation with Ryder and his father. I'm a nervous wreck. I still haven't told him about being a Nocturn. So many things all at once. Every time I tell myself that I should just tell him the truth and be done with it, I panic and back out. I don't know why I'm so terrified. This won't work if we're not completely honest with each other, and it's his choice if he wants to leave me and not tolerate the fact that I'm a Nocturn. I head home directly after class, which is what Uncle Barty asked me to do. There's a lot of chaos at the university, and most of the classes were empty. I guess people are scared of this war. The tournament has even been canceled. It's starting to get serious. Then again, it probably always was. I find Ryder's car parked outside

ARIAI question myself about three hours in. What am I doing? Where am I even supposed to go when I don't know anyone outside of Ironclaw? If I ask Cassandra for help, she'll alert my uncle and then all of this will be for nothing. Maybe I'm being too pessimistic too soon, but I'm really wondering where the hell wolves go when they go 'rogue'. Do they just find a place to live in the forest and hang out there for the rest of their lives? Will I have to hunt for food? I've never hunted in my entire life. I wouldn't even know where to begin. The thought of skinning an animal alive doesn't sit well with me at all. "Stop," I whisper to myself. My thoughts are getting out of hand and they're just making me more paranoid. At this point, I'm starting to feel the exhaustion of walking deep in my bones. I'm deep in the woods now, and there's a low chance that I'll be found, unless they come after me in wolf form, of course. But Uncle Barty hasn't used his wolf in years, and maybe, deep dow

ARIAI crack an eye open and find myself staring at a ceiling made of wooden panels. Before I even look around, I try to think back to what I last remember. Nothing comes to mind. I focus hard enough to the point where my brain hurts, but still, nothing. Where the hell am I? My last memory is of leaving my uncle's house, determined to get away from anyone I could hurt. I try to sit up and a pained sound escapes my lips, filling the room all around me. It doesn't help when I realize that I'm butt-naked, in a bedroom with a closed door, possibly locked, and no recollection of the night before. The urge to say 'hello?' is strong, but I know deep down that it won't amount to any good. I look around the room for my clothes and I don't find them. Naturally, the worst is what I'm assuming right now. I was somehow captured, drugged, and dragged all the way here by men with unknown faces. I try to creep out of bed despite the pain in my body just as the door opens softly. My heart nearly

RYDERThe sun's barely visible above the horizon when I wake up. We've been here for some time now, which means we're running out of supplies again. I told Aria I'd head into town to grab more things, and then I'd be right back. She's much better now. In my eyes, it's nothing short of a miracle because I felt like I was dying the first time I ever shifted. Aria is almost fully recovered. I guess it makes sense that her wolf is different from everyone else's. Ever since she told me what little she knows about Nocturns, I haven't been able to stop thinking about them for a second. They're far superior to us, in every way possible. The fast healing. Being able to extend this healing to others...it's out of this world and incredible. I myself felt the effect of her touch. Whenever she touched an injury of mine, it healed unnaturally fast. A lot of players noticed the same thing. Then, there was the strength of our connection. I could feel her emotions. When she was sad, I was sad, to

RYDERI crack an eye open and see nothing. The other one is practically glued shut—too swollen to function. As for the one I can use, I don't know if I can't see shit because I'm in a dark room, or because the eye has been blinded. I vividly recall the struggle it took to get me into this small room in our basement earlier on. I fought against those wolves desperately, but there were too many of them. I couldn't fight them all. I know by now that this is my father's doing. Of course, it is. Those wolves would never dare to attack me without my father's permission. The good thing is that they didn't wait to follow me to the cabin, but that doesn't mean that my father won't send them there to look for her. I'm worried. The sinking realization that I'm locked in this room, so far away from her and helpless, fills me with rage. I fight against the chains tying my arms behind the chair welded to the floor. I end up hurting myself even more. Though I can't see them, my wrists are sore f