All Chapters of Divorced and mated to the Lycan Twins: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

THIRD PERSON’S POV Sterile white lights hummed loudly overhead.Inside the private intensive care suite of the Blackcrest medical wing, the smell of bleach and rubbing alcohol completely overpowered the air. Heart monitors beeped in a slow, steady rhythm. Rain lashed violently against the reinforced glass window, matching the grim mood inside the room.Propped up against a stack of pale pillows, Grandma Emrys looked incredibly fragile. Her skin was paper-thin. An oxygen tube rested beneath her nose, and thick wires disappeared beneath her hospital gown. A severe heart episode had collapsed the old woman just hours before the gala, forcing the brothers to rush back to the territory.Standing at the foot of the metal bed, Kai kept his arms crossed tightly over his chest. He still wore his black tailored suit from the banquet.Halil stood near the window. He was completely silent, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He hadn't spoken a single word since they left the ballroom."You b

THIRD PERSON’S POV Blinding white snow violently whipped across the windshields of the armored convoy.Finding the Moon Creek fortress was a complete, agonizing nightmare. Alpha Silas didn't just build a pack; he built a military labyrinth. Over the last four days, the Blackcrest army faced destroyed bridges, deliberately triggered avalanches, and miles of false tire tracks leading into dead-end canyons.Sitting in the lead SUV, Kai gripped the steering wheel so hard the leather actually tore. He hadn't slept a single minute."Dead end," Halil muttered from the passenger seat, staring at a massive pile of boulders blocking the mountain pass. "That is the third collapsed tunnel today, Kai. They knew we were coming. Silas blew the roads to slow us down.""He can blow every damn road in the south," Kai growled, throwing the heavy truck into reverse. "I will dig through the rock with my bare hands."Spinning the tires in the deep slush, Kai wrenched the steering wheel hard. The heavy veh

NORAHeavy metal ground violently against stone, sealing out the howling wind. Dropping my shoulders, a deep breath finally rushed into my lungs. The freezing tunnel felt like a dark, silent tomb. Silas walked closely beside me, his massive boots echoing loudly in the enclosed space. Marcus and the guards trailed a few steps behind, their rifles still gripped tightly against their tactical vests."Are you alright, Nora?" Silas asked. His voice sounded rough, laced with deep, fatherly concern.Looking up, I forced a tight, convincing smile. "Yes. I am fine.""You handled them perfectly," he noted, though his amber eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion. "You didn't break. You didn't give them an inch of ground.""They don't own me anymore," keeping my tone flat and even. "I just want to get back to the boys. Are they still in the vault?""Tara has them locked down tight," Silas promised, patting my shoulder heavily. "Go. Rest. Marcus and I need to review the perimeter defenses before nigh

NORA’S POVBurning alive from the inside out was the only way to describe the sensation.Clutching my chest, my fingers dug desperately into the cotton fabric of my shirt. The mate bond wasn't just pulling anymore; it was screaming. Touching Kai’s hand during the parley this afternoon had triggered a massive, violent chemical chain reaction in my blood. Every single nerve ending felt like it was submerged in boiling acid.Gasping for air, rolling off the mattress took every ounce of strength I possessed. My knees hit the cold hardwood floor with a heavy thud.Sweat dripped down my forehead. Shivering uncontrollably, the raw biological need to find him practically suffocated my human logic. My wolfless body was physically punishing me for walking away from my true mate.Sudden, deafening sirens shattered the quiet night.Red emergency lights instantly began strobing outside my bedroom window, painting the walls in harsh, bleeding flashes. Heavy combat boots thundered down the stone cor

THIRD PERSON’s POV Crystal glasses clinked together over the soft hum of jazz music.Hosted in the neutral High Capital, the Spring Summit was the most heavily guarded event of the decade. Lycan royalty, pack Betas, and wealthy territory leaders packed the massive ballroom. Red velvet banners hung from the high ceilings. Armed peacekeepers stood at every single exit, enforcing the absolute, unbreakable rule of the night.Zero violence.Standing near the marble bar, Kai stared across the crowded room. He gripped his glass of whiskey so tightly the thick crystal groaned under the pressure. Beside him, Halil looked equally tense, his jaw locked tight as he watched the center of the dance floor.Tracking her for two months through the freezing dead lands had been absolute hell. They nearly lost her trail a dozen times.Now, she was standing right out in the open.Nora did not look like a terrified runaway. Wearing a stunning, backless emerald gown that clung perfectly to her curves, she