All Chapters of TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS : Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

Alexander POVI sat in the dark corner of solitary, completely unable to tell if it was day or night. Time didn't exist in this hole. The only thing I knew was that my body was falling apart at a terrifying speed.One minute, my wolf's natural strength would surge enough for me to sit up, and the next, a sudden wave of weakness would hit my chest so hard I could barely breathe. My limbs felt cold, like something left too long in a freezer. The only human contact I had was whoever shoved a tray through the slot in the door. Lately, my meals were almost entirely liquids, broths and water. I was getting worse every single hour, and the fear of dying slowly in this dark pit was starting to cloud my head.The lock clicked, and the door creaked open.Wilson slipped into the cell, checking over his shoulder to make sure the hall was clear."Listen to me carefully," Wilson whispered. "Don't touch the dinner tray they're bringing down next. When they come, tell them you've already eaten. And d

Emma POVThe drive out of Iron Wells was quiet. Wesley kept his eyes on the road, occasionally sneaking glances at Alexander through the rearview mirror.I sat in the back with Alexander, who leaned heavily against the door frame, using one hand to prop up his head. He shut his eyes, and every time the car hit a bump, his jaw clenched tight in pain."Here, move over a bit," I whispered gently, reaching over to shift his weight so he could lean back against the seat cushions. "Is your arm feeling stiff?"Alexander managed a tired smile, though it barely reached his eyes."I'm fine.""No, you're not," I muttered softly, guiding his head onto my shoulder. "We're going to the nearest hospital. They'll run tests, and if something's broken, they'll fix it."He let his head rest against me, his chest rising and falling in labored breaths."Sitting here with you... it feels like the happiest day of my life."I smiled even though my heart felt like it was breaking into pieces. I wished more th

Emma POVMy body felt like lead when I opened my eyes. The exhaustion went deep into my bones, the kind that a few hours of sleep couldn't fix. Alexander was in the hospital, his people were waiting for news, and my parents were already terrified that I would collapse.I rested my head in my hands until a brief wave of dizziness passed."You're not going anywhere today," Anita said, walking into the room with a steaming mug. She set it on the nightstand and sat beside me."I have too much to do," I said, forcing myself to stand even though my knees felt shaky. "I need to check on Alexander and then visit the rogue camp. Staying here doing nothing is useless.""And what use are you going to be if you break down?" she said. "You're carrying a baby and stressed to the limit. One day indoors isn't going to ruin everything.""Who knows what Zachary or his people are planning against Alexander while we sit around?" I argued, pulling a sweater out of my closet. "I haven't heard a word from W

Emma POVI couldn't eat or sleep. I just sat on my couch while the rest of my family moved around me like shadows.Anita sat on one side of me, her hand resting on my knee. Isabella was on my other side, occasionally offering me a glass of water or food I didn't want. Wesley kept making call after call.The words I had heard moments ago kept repeating in my head.Less than a ten percent chance of survival.It was a statistical way of telling me that Alexander was going to die.The doctors were doing everything they could, but decades of Meridian corruption were wrapped around his heart. They had explained that it had been planted in him when he was a child and had grown with him. Whoever did it knew his spirit was too strong to break easily, so they planted a slow killer inside his chest. Even if he survived exile and came back to claim his birthright, he wouldn't live to enjoy it.It was so deeply cruel.Through more digging, we had learned the full truth about his family line. Alexa

Emma POVI pressed my forehead against the thick glass partition, staring at the bed inside the isolation unit.Alexander lay motionless under the overhead fluorescent lights. The beep of the life support machine was the only sign that his heart was still beating. Tubes snaked out from his throat, and wires were taped across his chest.This was a man who used to exude raw power. When Anita was abducted at the rogue camp, Alexander's aura alone had made me tremble. He had seemed invincible, a force of nature that no one could touch. Now, looking at him took every ounce of strength I had left. He looked like glass ready to shatter."Emma, stop staring," Anita whispered, pulling gently on my elbow. "Standing here all day is not healthy for you or the baby."I didn't turn around or look away from his chest, which rose and fell to the rhythm of the machine."What else do you want me to do, Anita? Go home and throw a party while my mate is literally dying behind a glass wall?""I didn't say