Todos los capítulos de Mated to My Enemy: Tamed by the Tyrant Prince: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

KaelIt happened so fast, one minute the guy was raising his fist to shoot his blast at me, the next minute Drew dove in the way, catching the blast in his chest. My eyes widened, I stood, frozen in shock from what had just happened. I had told him to run and get help, there was no way the both of us would be able to run from here without drawing much attention to ourselves. If he got help, then he would lead them back here and we would be able to uncover this guy.“Drew!” I bellowed and took a step toward him.“Not so fast,” the guy said and I stopped. The anger steadily began to bubble inside of me. I glared at the entity that was holding me hostage, it was one thing to hurt me, it was another to hurt the one I cared for.“I’m sick and tired of people playing the hero,” he rolled his eyes, “no one asked him to jump in the way. I didn’t even need him to be here, now his death was for nothing,” he shook his head and stared at Drew which made the anger inside me burn hotter. I was goin

KaelI didn’t know what was worse: staring at my best friend melting in my arms or the sickening laughter that bounced all around me. No, I know which was worse. The laughter was the worst part.It echoed through the field like it was bouncing off every tree at once, surrounding me from all directions, and for a second, I stood there in the dark with Drew dissolving in my arms and I couldn't process what was happening. It felt like that thing had won and it knew it had won. The weight of him thinned. His features blurred and shifted. Then he was gone entirely, and I was holding nothing but air and the shocking memory of grief.Suddenly, the entire plane began to melt as well, the sands shifted and the winds blew drastically. It seemed like it was closing in on itself and I was stuck, standing, unable to move, my lungs hammering for it to start its job. Then I started moving backward. It wasn’t something I could control, it felt like my muscles had developed a mind of its own and then

LucaI had been preparing this for over months. This was an essential step in the plan that I had for the pack. It was the start of something that would lead to something even greater. I couldn’t make the statement in a vacuum, I had promised them that anyone who tried to leave the pack without my consent would disintegrate into pieces, I needed to ensure that was true.I inhaled, as I began to the tireless trek to the apex, the highest point of the pack but this was hard. Not the magic itself, that was the easy part, the part that came to me the way breathing came to lesser beings, involuntary and constant and requiring no particular thought. The preparation had been in the timing. In understanding the exact perimeter of the pack, every ridge and creek bed and underground passage, every place where the natural boundary weakened and would need to be reinforced with intent. A dome built over a space this large was not simply a matter of power or magic. It was a matter of precision, and

AvelineThe world didn’t just stop; it fractured. I stood there, frozen in the dim light of my grandfather’s pack house corridor, feeling the heavy, stolen guard uniform chafing against my skin. The fabric was rough and smelled of stale sweat and old iron, but that physical discomfort was nothing compared to the words hanging in the air. No, it was impossible, may I had heard wrong, there was no way he had said those words. There was no way such a thing would happen, the goddess wouldn’t let that happen, right?I looked at Darius. This was the man who had occupied the most painful corners of my heart for years. I had watched the empty part of the altar where he was supposed to stand, a memory that had become a permanent bruise on my soul. The months of being captured had helped me to somehow heal from the trauma that he had caused me. And now, he was standing here, dropping a truth so heavy it threatened to pull the floor right out from under me."Kael is my mate."The words didn't ma

DariusThe wall groaned as we entered the study. I turned first. I’d been facing that direction, my senses already heightened and humming with a strange, electric frequency I couldn't name. For a suspended, irrational moment, I was convinced I was dreaming. The mind does strange things when it’s pushed to the brink of exhaustion. I had felt him, of course. I had followed that invisible, silver-threaded pull through the stench of the sewers, through the cold stone corridors, and through the most complicated, soul-baring conversation of my life with his sister. And here he was.Kael.He was leaning heavily against the frame of a door I hadn't even known existed, a ghost stepping out of the shadows of his own history. He looked worse than I had imagined in my darkest moments. His face was gaunt, his eyes rimmed with the deep purple shadows of a man who hadn't slept in an eternity. There was a dark, wet stain spreading across the left side of his shirt, the copper scent of fresh blood cut