Chapter 31: Ruin

Riven knew something was wrong long before the lab came into view. The vehicle hadn’t fully stopped before he stepped out. Smoke lingered faintly above the structure, drifting lazily into the pale afternoon sky as if what had happened inside were nothing more than a minor inconvenience. The doors hung open, no guards. He crossed the threshold slowly, then the smell hit him first. Gunpowder, burnt wiring and blood. The red emergency lights flickered overhead, casting everything in a pulse that felt too much like a dying heart. “Cassian,” he called once, voice low. No answer. He moved forward. The first body lay near the entrance to the main lab floor, one of his warriors, face turned toward the ceiling, eyes still open, chest unmoving. Riven crouched, pressing two fingers to the man’s throat out of reflex. Cold, his jaw tightened. He stood up and continued walking in. Three more lay scattered across the room positioned like they had formed a defensive arc. They had been a

Last Updated : 2026-02-18

Chapter 32: Severance

Riven did not remember leaving the lab. But he remembered kneeling beside Cassian, he remembered the blood soaking into his palms, he remembered the five bodies of the warriors he had trained himself men who had trusted him to lead them into risk and bring them home again, he remembered the smell. After that, everything blurred into motion. By the time he entered the Council chamber again, the blood on his hands had dried into dark rust across his skin. No one commented on it. The doors closed behind him with deliberate finality. Elder Virel sat at the center of the circular chamber as if he had never been absent. As if he had not staged his death. As if he had not orchestrated a trap that left six men dead. He was alive, Calm, Composed. Riven stopped in the middle of the floor and looked at him for a long, unbroken moment. “My warriors are dead,” he said finally. His voice was not loud, it did not need to be, no one answered immediately. “Cassian is dead,” Riven continued, still

Last Updated : 2026-02-19

Chapter 33: Ritual

The ritual chamber sat right beneath the Council citadel, carved into stone older than the city itself. The air inside it never felt warm. The walls curved in a perfect circle, etched with sigils that pulsed faintly when touched by moonlight. At the center of the floor lay a shallow depression lined with silver inlay the Severance Ring. This place was knowledge etched into the cities history books, everyone knew about it but they taught it was a story told to scare kids, no one actually believed it existed or have ever seen it except the circle of power in the city like the council. Ari did not know where they were taking him at first. They had kept him in a narrow holding room with no windows, just a single bench bolted to the wall. The silence had been worse than interrogation. Worse than threats. When the guards came for him, they did not shackle him. That terrified him, it was weird. Mara walked beside him, her jaw set, eyes sharp and burning with something that looked dan

Last Updated : 2026-02-22

Chapter 34: Hollow

The arena was cold, it smelt bad of blood and sweat. The sight of blood stains and weapons in the arena was scary. It looked older than the laws they claimed were sacred. It sat open to the sky at the heart of the council building, carved from black stone that had drunk centuries of blood and never once softened. The circular walls rose high, tier upon tier of seating already filling despite the late hour. Word had spread fast. An Alpha had issued a formal challenge and not to just to anyone. “To an Elder.” Riven stepped through the archway alone. No escort. The severance still echoed inside him like phantom pain, every breath felt wrong, too quiet, too empty. The space beneath his ribs where Ari had once existed was hollow, scraped raw. He did not allow himself to touch it. He walked to the center of the arena floor and waited. He was weak, it took every ounce of strength in him to be able to stand let alone walk. The severance ritual had greatly weakened him and every part of

Last Updated : 2026-02-25

Part 2

In the next installment, buried truths will surface, alliances will fracture, and the search for a stolen mate will ignite something far more dangerous than rebellion. War is no longer a possibility. It is a promise.Part Two of His Mate, His Territory is coming soon.Highcrest is no longer balanced on power it is balanced on a fracture line. The Council thought they could erase wolves, silence bonds, and rewrite fate without consequence. They were wrong. One truth slipped through their fingers, and now the entire city is shaking.Riven has drawn his line. Territory is no longer just land or title it is protection, loyalty, and war if necessary. They crossed him when they touched Ari. They sealed their fate when they killed one of their own to keep control. Reform is no longer an option. Survival is.And Ari… Ari is waking up, will he finally get his wolf back? And most importantly will he be able to get his mate Riven back.The boy they tried to weaken, to suppress, to erase before h

Last Updated : 2026-03-04

All Chapters of His Mate, His Territory : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

Chapter 31: Ruin

Chapter 32: Severance

Chapter 33: Ritual

Chapter 34: Hollow

Part 2