All Chapters of Revenge Of The Alpha's Reborn Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Gates of Frostveil(Isabella’s POV)I woke to the steady hum of an engine and the quiet crunch of tires over ice. Aurora stretched. “We are close,” she murmured. “This is his home.”I pushed myself up. I was still in the car, cloak around me like a cocoon. My neck hurt from sleeping half-curled against the door. The sky outside the window was pale gray, full of soft light. Frost-covered pines slid past, taller, denser, thicker than the trees near Silvercrest.Lucas drove, both hands on the wheel, jaw shadowed with stubble. Jax’s bike followed behind us in the mirror.“How long was I asleep?” I asked, voice rough.He glanced at me, eyes softening. “Long enough for Jax to complain three times about the distance,” he said. “We got a ride from one of my patrol units at dawn. We’re in Frostveil territory now.”Frostveil.My heart gave a strange twist.“The car?” I asked.“Jax will drag it back later with a tow,” Lucas said. “Right now, getting you inside the borders was more important.”

Guest or Prisoner(Isabella’s POV)The door clicked shut behind Lucas, but the whispers in the corridor stayed stuck in my head.Bewitched.Murder Luna.Powerful enough to twist an Alpha.I stood in the middle of the room and felt panic rising.A soft knock broke the spiral.“Come in,” I said, my voice rougher than I liked.The door opened just enough for a maid to slip through. Not Joy this time. This one was older, with silver in her dark braid and calm brown eyes.She carried a folded stack of clothes and a small box. She bowed her head a little. “Good evening, Miss Isabella,” she said. “I am Mara.”“Hello,” I replied, trying not to sound like I wanted to bolt.She walked to the bed and set the clothes down. “Alpha Lucas asked that we bring you some things until we have more in your size. There is a nightgown, two changes of day clothes, and a warm robe.” She paused, then added gently, “There is a lock from the inside on your door. Would you like it left open or closed at night?”“

At the Alpha’s Table(Lucas’s POV)I knew the exact second she stepped into the hall.Citrus hit the air first, cutting through the scent of roasted meat and food. My wolf lifted his head.Mate.I forced my hands to stay loose and looked up.The hall went quiet.Warriors who had faced rogues without blinking stared at one woman like she was a bomb about to go off.At the far end, my mother set down her wine cup and followed my gaze. Her eyes softened for half a breath when she saw Isabella, then smoothed out to calm.I stepped away from my place at the head of the table.“Isabella,” I called.All eyes jumped between us.She tensed, just a little, then came closer. I turned to the table. “Move,” I told the warrior to my right.He blinked. “Alpha, that is—”“Beta Jax can argue with me,” I said. “You cannot. Move.”Chairs scraped. The warrior scrambled down one seat, nearly knocking over his cup. Jax, on my left, raised both hands.“Would never argue, Alpha,” he said. “I respect your te

Night Terrors(Lucas’s POV)I woke to her screaming. For half a second I did not know where I was. Then the next sound tore through the wall.“Please… don’t—”Isabella.I was out of bed before the thought finished, feet on cold floor, heart slamming hard against my ribs. The citrus scent on the other side of the wall was sharp and wild, full of panic.My wolf shoved at my skin. Go.I crossed my room in three long strides and stopped in front of the hidden door. The bolt on her side was locked; I felt the slight give of it when I tried the handle.Good, the rational part of my mind thought.The rest of me wanted to rip the door off the hinges.“Isabella,” I said, knocking once, twice, harder. “Isabella, wake up.”Her answer was a broken sound. Not words. Just pain.I pressed my forehead to the cool wood and raised my voice.“Isabella. It’s Lucas. You are safe. You are in Frostveil.”No answer.Her scent spiked again, sour with terror. Sheets rustled. A choked gasp. My wolf snarled.She

The Beta’s Joke(Jax’s POV)I had seen Lucas bleed. I had seen him take hits that would drop most wolves, and keep walking like nothing touched him.I had never seen him look like this.Soft.We stood near the armory wall, a rack of blades in front of us, pretending to inspect them while most of my attention stayed on the woman across the grounds.Isabella laughed at something one of the younger warriors said. Lucas’s eyes tracked her like she was the only moving thing in the yard.“Careful,” I said, picking up a short sword. “Your face is doing that thing again.”“What thing?” he asked.“Feelings,” I said. “Very contagious. Dangerous to Alphas.”He shot me a look. “I asked you here to review weapons, not my face.”“You asked me here because you know if you stare at her alone, it is creepy,” I said. “I am your buffer. You are welcome.”He huffed, but he did not deny it.Across the grounds, Isabella was showing a warrior how she had hooked my ankle earlier. He tried to copy the move a