Todos los capítulos de Dear Ex Mate, You're Mine to Ruin: Capítulo 211 - Capítulo 220

Dorian’s POVI stood in the middle of the quiet council chamber, staring at Lillian’s back. My hands were shaking, and my throat felt completely dry. The heavy secret I had kept locked inside my heart for years was finally breaking free, and it felt like pulling sharp glass straight out of my chest.Lillian slowly let go of the door handles. She turned around to face me, her long white hair falling over her shoulders, her bright blue eyes looking straight into mine. She didn't say a word. She just waited for me to speak.I let out a long, ragged breath and walked over to the large wooden table, leaning my heavy hands on the edge to keep my body steady."Years ago, long before I ever met you, my first mate was Cassidy Thorne," I began, my voice raspy and low. "I loved her so much, Lillian. She was my first love, my partner, and the woman I thought I was going to build a peaceful future with. Our mate bond was strong, and I truly believed that nothing in this world could ever tear us ap

Cassidy’s POVThe trees of the southern forest loomed over my head as I stood near the border of the Fangshade pack.My heart was hammering violently against my ribs like a wild animal trapped in a cage. I clutched my thin traveling cloak tightly around my shoulders, plotting my next move very carefully. I had less than fourteen short days before the shaman’s illusion potion wore off and exposed my true face to these savage wolves. I could not afford a single mistake. I had to get inside that grand pack house today.I took a deep, steadying breath, forced my hands to shake, and dragged my feet toward the high iron gates of the main estate. Two tall, heavy Fangshade guards stepped into the middle of the paved road, raising their long black rifles."Halt right there!" the first guard barked in a rough, sharp voice. "State your business on Fangshade land, stranger!""Please! Help me!" I screamed out loud, making my raspy voice sound frail, terrified, and breathless.I stumbled forward,

Dorian’s POVThe door of the waiting room closed behind Gabrielle, leaving me alone in the sunlit corridor.I stood in the hallway, staring down at the blue Viremoor necklace resting in my hand. The dark blue stone glinted under the light, but instead of bringing me absolute peace, a sharp, uncomfortable pressure squeezed deep within my chest.My inner wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, letting out a low, uneasy growl. He was pacing back and forth inside my mind, his fur standing on end as if a lethal predator were crouching in the dark shadows right beside us. There was something my wolf was desperately trying to point out to me some hidden detail, some unnatural scent, or a subtle mismatch in her presence but no matter how hard I tried, I simply couldn't place my finger on it. Yet, as much as my wolf distrusted the strange woman, my rational mind couldn't just dismiss Gabrielle's frantic warning. She knew about the metal tomb beneath Blackthorn. She held Lillian's lost neckla

Lillian’s POVMy heavy bodyguards quickly unlocked Aaron's rusted cell door, but we kept him in heavy metal cuffs so he couldn't try to betray us or run away into the dark.I grabbed Aaron by his torn shirt collar, pulling his face close to mine. "Take us to the sealed rooms right now, Aaron," I commanded, my voice cold, sharp, and unyielding."Lillian, please listen to me!" Aaron tried to talk me out of it as we walked up the dark stone stairs of the dungeon, his shaky voice full of deep, nervous panic. "You don't need to go digging around in those old rooms looking for answers! It is dangerous, and there is nothing up there that can help you or save this ruined land! Just leave it alone!"I gripped his shirt even tighter, shoving him forward through the quiet hallway of the pack house."Stop lying to me, Aaron!" I snapped at him, my bright white hair blowing over my shoulders. "I am not going to turn back! I need answers about my ancient pack and my true ancestors! The only reason y

Lillian’s POVDays went by in a fast, exhausting blur of preparation and quiet tactical meetings.Through sheer determination and Elder Robert's help, I managed to gather a small, dedicated force of loyal warriors and brave townspeople who were ready to take a stand and fight back for our land. They were tired of hiding in fear, tired of watching their homes burn, and willing to follow a white-haired Luna who promised them freedom.When the time was right, I led our group into the central district of the pack territory to launch our first major counter-attack, pushing the Crimson mercenaries out of the main residential streets. Aaron walked right by my side, his hands freed from the cuffs so he could fight, using his wolf strength to help clear our path.Chaos exploded all around us. Gunfire echoed off the brick buildings, swords clashed in the narrow alleys, and smoke filled the air.In the middle of the heavy fiasco, my sharp eyes caught sight of a terrifying scene near a crumbling