Todos os capítulos de His Father's Mate: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

DAMIANI stood outside my bedroom door and did something I had not done in a long time.I stopped moving and let myself feel everything.My wolf felt different this morning. For weeks, he had felt restless, always pulling toward something he could not fully reach. Now it felt complete. Warm in a way I had never experienced before in thirty-eight years.I had felt it settle into place last night.The moment I marked her and heard my name break from her lips, something inside me finally aligned. Like something that had been wrong for years had quietly fixed itself.I had not expected it to feel like that.I had not expected any of this.She was twenty-two years old and had walked into that bar drunk, angry, and reckless, kissing me like I was the answer to everything falling apart in her life. Somewhere between that night and this morning, I had stopped being able to imagine my world without her in it.

ARIAThe council chamber felt exactly as tense as the last time I sat in it, which honestly said a lot. Last time, the crystal bowl with my blood shattered and Cassian tried to legally erase me from pack existence. Great memories.I sat at the main table with my hands folded neatly while Victor Bennett stared at me from across the room like I was something he planned to take back eventually.Nova nudged my knee under the table.I ignored her. If I looked at her, I would smile. And if I smiled, Victor would notice. I wasn’t giving him anything today.Councilwoman Drea, who looked deeply tired of everyone in the chamber, officially opened the hearing.Victor stood first. He spoke calmly, laying out every objection. Each argument was carefully connected to the next.I listened quietly and watched the room while he spoke.Then Victor looked directly at me.

ARIAI didn’t sleep well.Not because I was afraid exactly. My brain just decided that two in the morning was the perfect time to replay every word Victor said in the chamber:“You’re the last piece of him left in this world.”“There are things about your bloodline Damian doesn’t know.”I stared at the ceiling in Damian’s room for a long time before finally giving up, sitting upright, and accepting that sleep was not happening anytime soon.Damian was already awake beside me. “You have been staring at the ceiling for an hour,” he said quietly.“I have been thinking.”“About Victor.”“About what Victor said.” I pulled my knees closer to my chest. “Do you think he’s telling the truth? About knowing things you don’t?”Damian stayed quiet for a moment. “Victor rarely lies directly. He might avoid and twist things. But usually, the cor

ARIAI woke up to an empty bed and the smell of coffee.I stayed there for a minute, staring at the ceiling. I could feel warmth spreading through my chest.“I love you,” I had told him.“I know,” he had answered, like he had been carrying the words for both of us until I was ready.I buried my face in the pillow and smiled.Then I got up, stole his shirt from the chair because it was closer than my own clothes, and went looking for the coffee.He was in the kitchen. Dark trousers, white shirt half-buttoned, leaning against the counter while reading something on his phone. He looked up when I walked in.His eyes moved over me in the shirt before lifting back to my face."That's mine," he said."I know.""You have yours," he said with a glint in his eyes."They're in the other room." I picked up the mug

ARIASoren arrived at the villa at two in the afternoon. He was older than I expected. Late fifties maybe. Dark hair threaded heavily with silver, sharp eyes.He stood in the foyer for a second too long, and looked around."You can relax," I told him. "Nobody's going to jump out at you.""Old habit," he said. His accent was Eastern European, the same way I had heard in Mara's voice. They had clearly spent years in the same place."Soren," Damian called from behind me."Alpha Hawke," Soren said."You have been underground for twenty years," Damian said. "What changed?"Soren looked directly at me. "She did."Before I could answer, Clara appeared from the hallway, drying her hands on a cloth. She stopped the moment she saw Soren.A flicker of surprise crossed her face and was gone immediately.Soren saw it too. He went