All Chapters of The Alpha’s human mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

TRICIAThe moment I finished, a deafening silence fell around me.I didn’t know where that confidence came from…but it was very helpful.The room was so quiet I could hear my own heartbeat.I kept my chin up as I stood firmly at the center.That particular stance was something I learned from watching Blake. I’ve always admired that very thing about him…the way he is able to take up space like he had every right to be exactly where he was and others needed to know it as well. Well guess what? I was borrowing that energy right now, and I would think about giving it back later.Every eye in the chamber was on me. Elders. Alphas. Representatives. Ironic wasn’t it? Some of them here, no, most of them… they used to look through me like I was air just days ago. Now they were waiting for my next move, hanging on my words like I was the only thing that mattered in this room.I forced them to finally acknowledge me.Then, my eyes found him— Elder Croft.He was staring at the letter on the t

TRICIAI didn’t really know what came upon me…but something did and at that moment and that time..I knew exactly what I had to do.Meet him.When I arrived, Gerald was sitting in the guest room eating breakfast so calmly and leisurely…like a man with no particular concerns.The sight of it alone ticked me off instantly. Here was a man who had orchestrated my entire existence, who had killed my mother and bargained for my life, who had been lying to us since the moment he arrived and working with the enemy!And he was eating eggs like it was just another Tuesday.He looked up when I walked in, and he read my face in one second. Then slowly, his expression dimmed a little, moving from casual to a little wary.He put down his fork and spoke to me, his tone clipped, "How bad is it?"I walked to the table and placed the handkerchief in front of him without unwrapping it.In it was the vial. Even nearly ten minutes since Tristan gave me…it was still warm, even still glowing through the th

BLAKEWhen she said those words I stilled.My mother? She was outside…like outside right here.I glanced at Tricia, who looked confused and worried. “Who was it?”I didn’t reply her at first…my mind was still playing out a scenario of me walking out and seeing a woman I thought I buried eight years ago…“Blake? Talk to me!” Tricia’s voice came again. Sharper this time.I faced her this time, my expression grim. “My mother…” I paused, letting the words hit.“She’s outside. Now.”I watched her eyes widen too.Soon, I walked out of the estate with Tricia half a step behind me, refusing to be left in the room for a moment like this.Not that I blame her…meeting my mother..well, a ghost of her atleast, could answer a lot of questions.The gates were still sealed from the lockdown.But as we walked further ahead…beyond the iron bars…I saw her.The figure of a woman was standing and waiting.Mother. No, no…my mother was dead. This was Elena.She looked older than I remembered, but not by m

Chapter Thirty SevenBLAKE.The moment my mother said those words..Tricia froze—Odalys…her supposed aunt and sister to her mother.For a few long minutes, Tricia didn’t speak, she just kept her head down on the floor.Then, I didn’t know why…but my hands moved to hers, wrapping around her right hand.I held it firmly to ground her. To remind her I was here…Slowly, she looked up at me and nodded. Then she faced Xavier. “Take us to her.”He nodded and moved to the door. We followed at once.I watched Tricia's hands literally shaking as we walked toward the front gate. For once, it had nothing to do with the Bane and everything to do with the woman standing on the other side of the iron bars. She had been through so much, had faced so many impossible things, but this—meeting a piece of her mother's past—was somehow the most vulnerable I had ever seen her.When we reached there I saw her…Odalys.She didn’t really look much like Tricia. She was taller, sharper around the eyes, with si

BLAKEI was watching everything through the small gap in the door, close enough to hear everything they were talking about. But it took every ounce of control I had not to walk in the moment Tristan said the word kill. The urge to burst through that door and put myself between him and Tricia was almost overwhelming.Every passing second that she was there in that room with Tristan made my heart race even faster…I never thought I’d be this worried about her ever—weeks ago, I saw as nothing else than a servant girl and now…well, ironic.But Tricia wasn’t really fazed too much. She spoke again then, her voice stayed calm and controlled."Explain," Tristan took a beat first, unsure whether to tell her everything or not…Then he sighed and started, his tone clipped.“The exile seal it…it isn’t just a symbol…” he paused, his gaze still on Tricia.“It’s bound to a blood price…like a piece of ancient law that myself and even Gerald didn't really bother to read all the way through.”Bound