Semua Bab Cheated Mate: I Bonded with a Comatose Alpha: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Third Person's POVZander squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the memory of losing control.But Elena was quick; she caught that flash of pain and pure disgust in his eyes."He must really hate me right now," she thought. "The very thought of touching me makes him sick."Elena felt like an icy hand was crushing her heart.She had no idea he was struggling with his own guilt; she just assumed she'd blurred the lines between her dream and reality again. She figured she'd gotten handsy and crossed a line.Embarrassment and shame washed over her, and her scent turned sharp and anxious.Like a kid who'd just broken something expensive, she huddled at the edge of the bed, her head hanging so low she was practically staring at her own chest. She looked completely defeated."I'm so sorry..."Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with nerves."Was I... was I crying again? You probably came over to check on me,

Third Person's POVEmeralds were valuable, sure, but they were too heavy and serious. They didn't fit the vibrant, pulse-pounding life she radiated.He thought of a set of red diamonds he'd kept in his vault for ages. Their color was as hot as a wildfire—exactly like her lush, tempting lips tonight. They would suit her perfectly."Then again... don't young she-wolves usually love pink?" He remembered outbidding everyone for a pink diamond set recently—earrings, a necklace, a bracelet. Every stone was flawlessly cut, the carats were massive, and they sparkled with a dream-like glow."Yeah, the pink diamonds." He'd messed up, and mistakes had a price. That jewelry would be his way of making amends."Get some sleep."Zander fought to keep his sanity as he turned and walked stiffly toward the sofa.Elena could feel the heavy aura coming off him; he clearly didn't want anything to do with her.But realizing the doctor would be coming by first thing in the morning to check her wounds, she l

Third Person's POVElena opened her eyes in surprise. She looked at the powerful Alpha in front of her, head bowed, completely focused on her leg.The warm yellow light of the ward softened his usual lethal edge, casting a faint golden glow over his perfectly sculpted profile. His lashes were long, throwing a small shadow over his eyelids."His hands are so sexy. Why don't you take the chance to touch them?" Lyra teased inside her.Elena didn't have the energy to argue. She could hear her own heart racing—a deafening, frantic drumbeat in her ears.Even knowing he didn't love her, even knowing his heart belonged to his fated mate, being cared for so tenderly by Zander in the silence of the night made her fall hopelessly.That rush of emotion gave her a flicker of false courage—a desperate impulse to gamble everything.Some questions were better left unasked, but she couldn't stop herself from testing the waters."Zander..." she started, her voice trembling.Zander didn't stop what he w

Third Person's POV"Didn't you hear Elena tell you to get out?"Jasper brushed off his hand where he'd touched Simon, looking like he'd just come into contact with something toxic."What's wrong with you guys, coming here to start drama first thing in the morning?""Jasper! You..."Glen, Noah, and Simon looked like they were about to explode. They'd grown up with Jasper and Zander; even though they were from different packs, Noah had been Zander's roommate at the Elite Academy, and Simon had been his classmate.But right now, the look in Jasper's eyes made one thing very clear: for Elena's sake, he didn't give a damn about their friendship.Jasper didn't care about the three werewolves' temper tantrums.Glen was a decent fighter, sure, but none of them could touch Zander.Jasper cocked a brow and turned his gaze to Kayla. Catching a whiff of her cloying, overly sweet scent, he let out an annoyed huff."Kayla, I think we need to redefine who was actually bullying who back in the day."

Third Person's POVElena had lived in Martha and Derek's house for over a decade. Before Kayla came back, Martha had treated her like a precious treasure. Those warm afternoons and gentle embraces had been her only comfort during that time.Looking at the familiar she-wolf in front of her, Elena's nose stung, and her eyes began to burn.For a split second, she wanted to reach out and hug Martha—to feel the motherly warmth she had craved in her dreams for so long.But logic snuffed out that tiny flame instantly."Wake up, Elena. Martha hadn't been that loving foster mother for a long time. In their eyes, you were just a replacement for Kayla—a tool to be sacrificed whenever necessary," she told herself.Sure enough, the next second, the mask of warmth was ripped away, revealing a cold-blooded negotiation."Elena, I know you were wronged this time," Martha said, her tone shifting. "But Naomi is my best friend. She didn't mean it... For the sake of the ten years I spent raising you, just