All Chapters of Dear Ex Mate, You're Mine to Ruin: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Cassidy’s POVTime was wasting away, slipping through my fingers like fine sand.Every single morning I woke up in that grand guest room on the second floor, my heart hammered with pure panic. The fourteen-day limit on the dark shaman's illusion potion was ticking down fast. Alpha Harold was constantly on my neck, sending cold, threatening messages through my small communication stone. Yet, despite being inside the house for days, I still hadn't found a single chance to effectively poison Dorian.Aiden was my first major challenge. The stubborn, paranoid Beta was always monitoring my movements, his sharp eyes following me every single time I stepped out into the hallway.And Alanna was a huge complication. Just yesterday afternoon, when I brought a fresh green herb into the kitchen claiming it was the special strength-boosting plant, Alanna had stepped in and ruined everything. She took the leaves straight out of my hands, ran a quick medical test on them, and publicly exposed that th

Cassidy’s POVI stood beside the bed, my heart hammering violently against my ribs like a wild animal trying to escape a cage. My fingers squeezed the picture frame behind my back, cold sweat breaking out across my forehead."It is none of your business what I am holding, Beta Aiden," I snapped, making my raspy voice sound offended and defensive.Aiden didn't move a single inch. His broad, muscular frame remained planted directly in front of the open doorway, blocking my only exit. His eyes narrowed into razor-sharp slits, scanning my trembling shoulders and the awkward way I held my hands behind my waist."Everything that happens inside this estate is my business, stranger," Aiden barked in a stern, commanding tone, taking a slow, heavy step toward me. "You are living under our roof, eating our food, and wandering through our hallways at night. Show me what is in your hands right now, or I will take it from you by force."My mind raced at maximum speed. I could feel his sharp instinc

Lillian’s POVI gasped loudly, my eyes flying wide open in the dark room.My whole body was shaking, and hot sweat covered my forehead and neck. My heart was slamming violently against my ribs like a trapped bird beating its wings against a cage. I sat up fast on the small wooden bed, pulling the rough blanket close to my chest as my lungs fought hard to pull in a single breath of cool night air.I had just woken up from a terrifying, awful nightmare.In my dream, the sky was completely dark, filled with black clouds and heavy smoke. I was standing inside a large, crowded room, watching my husband from far away. Suddenly, Dorian collapsed onto his knees on a cold floor, clutching his chest in agony as blood spilled out from his pale lips. Standing right beside him was a scary woman holding a glass of poison. I tried to scream his name, I tried to run across the room to save him, but my legs were frozen to the ground. I watched in total horror as Dorian stopped breathing and died right

Lillian’s POVI stood at the head of the long table, looking at the tired faces of the brave men standing in the room.Aaron's words echoed loudly in my ears, but I was definitely not cool with the fact that everybody was ready to die when I was not. My heart felt like it was breaking into a thousand small pieces. I could not just sit there and accept that these men were willing to shed their blood and leave their loved ones behind just to win a war. I was a healer, not a leader who wanted to send people to their graves."That is enough for tonight," I declared, my raspy voice sounding firm yet full of heavy sadness. "We have reviewed the map and we know our roles. I am dismissing this meeting right now so every single one of you can go get some proper rest against the big day tomorrow."Elder Robert bowed his head low in respect, while Commander Azrael gave a sharp nod to his soldiers. The men quietly packed up their weapons and filed out of the dim meeting room one by one, leaving m

Dorian’s POVI sat at the head of the long oak table inside the central council chamber, my heavy hands resting flat on the polished wood.Surrounding me were the senior elders of the Fangshade pack, along with Beta Aiden standing directly behind my leather chair. The morning sun streamed through the tall glass windows, but the atmosphere inside the room was cold, tense, and thick with heavy anxiety.The senior elder sitting on my right, Elder Marcus, cleared his throat loudly. He leaned his upper body forward, his wrinkled face covered in a deep, worried frown as he looked straight into my eyes."Alpha Dorian, we must address the alarming rumors circulating through our borders," Elder Marcus spoke up, his rough voice carrying a sharp, urgent weight. "Our scouts have confirmed that Alpha Harold is mobilizing his forces inside the Blackthorn fortress. We cannot ignore the dark threat looming over our heads any longer!""Elder Marcus is right," another pack elder chimed in quickly, slam