All Chapters of Mated To The Cursed Alpha : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Finn's POV"She failed to conceive for years,” I said, my voice hardening with genuine irritation.The memory of those empty years irritated me even now, reminding me of the wasted time.It was a period of expectation without result, a promise of a legacy without any fulfillment.“When the pregnancy finally occurred,” I continued, “the hormonal shift affected her mental stability.”I let my voice soften slightly, shifting from the stern Alpha to the concerned husband.“She became fragile, overly emotional, and extremely difficult to manage in a public setting.”That part wasn’t even a lie; she had become a nightmare to control since she met Rowan.“She needed protection,” I said again, hammering the word home one last time.It was not an imprisonment, no matter what the King claimed.It was protection, pure and simple.The distinction mattered immensely under pack law.A long silence followed my speech.For a moment, I actually thought it was working and that I had swayed the council

Rowan's POV“The council has heard both arguments presented here today,” he said, his voice echoing.His voice left no room for interruption or further excuses from a man who was clearly stalling.“To resolve this matter once and for all, Alpha Finn will send for Mira Whitlock immediately,” he ordered.The words settled like heavy stones, a mandate that could not be overturned by anything less than war.“She will be brought here under a heavy guard to ensure her safety,” he continued.Matthias paused briefly, his eyes sweeping over the warriors standing at the back of the room.“And she will be under the constant supervision of the council's own neutral healers,” he added.Finn stepped forward sharply, his face reddening as he prepared to argue one last time.“This is completely unnecessary and an insult to my—”Matthias raised a single hand, a gesture so simple and yet so powerful that Finn was forced to stop mid-sentence.Finn stopped, his mouth hanging open for a second before he s

Mira's POV“I’m ready,” I said, turning away from the mirror and standing as tall as my shaking legs would allow me.The warriors nodded in unison, their faces devoid of any pity as they motioned for me to exit the room.A moment later, the head healer entered the small space, carrying a bag of supplies and a look of deep concern.She approached me carefully, her eyes scanning my face for any sign of an impending collapse or a fainting spell.“I need to examine you before we depart,” she said, her voice sounding calm and professional in the tense room.I didn't argue with her, knowing that any delay would only prolong my arrival at the council and my reunion with Rowan.She checked my pulse first, her cool fingers pressing light against the frantic thrumming of my wrist.Then she pressed her palms gently against the curve of my stomach, watching my facial reaction closely for any wince of pain.“Are you experiencing any sharp pain in your abdomen?” she asked, her eyes searching mine f

Mira’s POVElder Matthias stepped forward with a measured grace, his heavy robes whispering against the stone floor as he gestured toward the exact center of the vast chamber.“Mira Whitlock,” he said, his voice surprisingly gentle amid the harsh tension of the room. “Please come forward and take your place before the council.”My legs felt terribly unsteady as I began to move, every muscle in my body trembling with the weight of a thousand unspoken secrets.Every single Alpha in the room watched me with a predatory focus that made the air feel thin and hard to breathe.I could feel their collective attention pressing against my skin like a physical weight, heavy and unavoidable in the torchlight.Their eyes followed every single step I took toward the center, measuring my worth, judging my character, and deciding the fate of my soul.The mate bond pulled at me with a primal force that I could no longer ignore or suppress.It was almost unbearable now that we were in the same room, a

ROWAN’S POVMira had just finished her testimony. She looked small standing there, her shoulders tight, but her voice had been steady. II felt the weight of the moment as I took a single step forward. My boots clicked against the polished stone floor, the sound echoing up toward the high, vaulted ceiling. This was it. I had spent weeks preparing for this specific minute. I cleared my throat, ready to say what was on my mind and make my formal claim for Mira and the future of our packs. My heart hammered against my ribs, a steady rhythm of anticipation."Elders," I began, my voice resonating through the room. "Based on the evidence presented and the testimony of—"I never got to finish the sentence.A sharp, panicked shout rang out from the heavy oak doors at the back of the chamber. Then came the unmistakable sound of metal clashing against metal and the heavy thud of bodies hitting the ground. The Council guards, usually as still as statues, broke formation.The doors burst open wi