Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Alpha, My Ruin: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Amara's POVZayne cupped my face gently, forcing me to look directly into his golden eyes even though mine were still blurred with tears. "I love my family more than anything in this world, Amara. But you need to stop thinking that you're not worth the sacrifice I'm making. You are worth it. You're worth everything."His thumbs continued wiping away my tears as they fell. "Besides, even if I wanted to hand you over to save them, my mother would probably cut my head off herself if she ever learned that I gave up my mate to be sacrificed. She's the one who taught me that some things are more important than survival—things like honor, integrity, and protecting the innocent."I sniffed, trying to control my emotions but failing miserably. "I don't like this, Zayne. I don't like knowing that your family is suffering because of me, because of what I am. It's not fair to them.""Life isn't fair," he said softly, pulling me into another embrace. "But I promise you—I swear on everything I hold

CHAPTER FORTY-THREEAmara's POVThe weight of Zayne's words hung in the air like a physical presence. A hybrid. Both witch and werewolf. I'd heard rumors that such beings existed, but I'd never actually met one before. The combination of magic and shifter abilities in one person was supposed to be incredibly rare and incredibly powerful."Training starts tomorrow morning," Zayne announced, his tone leaving no room for argument. "First light. We don't have time to waste, and every day we delay is another day closer to the thirty-day deadline."Azumi nodded enthusiastically, her earlier playfulness replaced by focused determination. "I'll need to assess her current abilities first, see what she can do instinctively versus what needs to be taught. Then we can develop a training regimen tailored to her specific strengths and weaknesses.""Fine," I said quietly, even though the idea of training terrified me. What if I couldn't control it? What if I hurt someone by accident? What if I was n

CHAPTER FORTY-FOURAmara's POVI woke up the next morning wrapped in warmth and safety, my back pressed against a solid wall of muscle. It took me a moment to remember where I was—in Zayne's bed, where I'd fallen asleep in his arms after our emotional conversation last night.The memories flooded back in a rush. Gabriel forcing a kiss on me. Zayne walking in. My desperate chase down the hallway. My confession. Choosing Zayne. Officially becoming his girlfriend.A smile tugged at my lips despite how early it was.Then I felt it—something hard pressing against my lower back, unmistakable and impossible to ignore.My entire face flushed hot with embarrassment as I realized Zayne was very clearly aroused, his morning erection pressing insistently against me through the thin fabric of our clothes. His arm was draped possessively over my waist, holding me close even in sleep.I bit my lip, torn between the urge to wake him up and the equally strong urge to let him sleep while I extracted my

Zayne's normally simple, masculine bedroom had been completely transformed into something out of a fairy tale. Hundreds of string lights had been hung from the ceiling, creating a canopy of twinkling stars above us. Rose petals were scattered across the floor in intricate patterns. Candles of varying heights covered every available surface, casting a warm, romantic glow throughout the space.In the center of the room, a small table had been set up with an elegant dinner for two—covered dishes that smelled absolutely amazing, crystal glasses, fine china that looked like it cost more than everything I owned.Soft music was playing from somewhere I couldn't identify, a gentle instrumental that seemed to float through the air."Zayne," I breathed, tears springing to my eyes as I took in every beautiful detail. "How did you... when did you... this is incredible."He came to stand beside me, wrapping an arm around my waist. "I wanted to give you something good to remember. Something beautif

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVENAmara's POVI was completely shocked by the voice in my head—not just because it was there, but because of the way it instantly calmed every frayed nerve in my body. The voice was feminine, powerful, ancient, and somehow utterly familiar despite never having heard it before."I have been waiting so long for you to learn how to connect with our link," the voice continued, warmth flooding through the mental connection. "So very long, Mistress.""I... I don't even know what to say right now," I thought back, hoping she could hear me the way I could hear her. "This is all so new and overwhelming and—"But the voice didn't respond again. I reached for that connection, trying to find it again, but it had vanished like smoke slipping through my fingers.I opened my eyes, my heart beating wildly in my chest, and found Azumi staring at me with an expression of absolute bewilderment mixed with awe.She let out a low whistle. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen