All Chapters of His Human Second Chance Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

LENORAI could still hear the sound of Eagen’s body hitting the wall long after Orion dragged me out of the corridor.The guards hadn’t dared stop him again. Not after seeing the look in his eyes.My heart refused to slow down as he led me through the estate with sharp, purposeful strides, his hand never touching me but close enough that I remained painfully aware of him anyway. The distance between us felt thin, fragile, like one wrong movement would destroy whatever restraint he was clinging to.“Orion,” I called breathlessly as I struggled to keep up with him. “Slow down.”He didn’t answer immediately.The air around him still carried traces of his shifting. His shoulders remained tense beneath his dark shirt, and every few seconds I caught the faint flicker of silver in his eyes before it disappeared again.Only when we reached the quieter edge of the western gardens did he finally stop.The place was empty.Tall stone walls blocked most of the wind, and moonlight spilled softly a

LENORAI didn’t stop running until the estate lights disappeared behind the trees.My lungs burned sharply with every breath, my slippers catching against roots and uneven ground as I pushed deeper into the forest surrounding the estate. Branches scraped against my arms and dress, but I barely felt any of it over the storm raging inside my chest.The image of Cathy’s bleeding face wouldn’t leave my mind.Neither would the look in Xarian’s eyes.Unstable.The word kept echoing through me painfully.I slowed eventually, my body finally giving in beneath the weight of exhaustion. The night air felt colder this far from the estate, damp earth crunching softly beneath my feet as I stumbled toward a clearing surrounded by towering trees.Only then did I stop.My breathing came unevenly as I wrapped my arms tightly around myself, trying to calm the violent pressure beneath my skin.Andromeda remained restless like she was pacing beneath my ribs waiting for danger I couldn’t see yet. “You’re

LENORAThe fire crackled softly between us, filling the hunting shelter with warmth that felt painfully at odds with the tension in my chest.Orion still hadn’t sat back down.He stood near the fireplace staring at me like he no longer recognized the woman in front of him, his breathing uneven beneath the rigid control he kept forcing onto himself. The shadows cast by the flames sharpened every hard line of his face, but nothing concealed the disbelief burning in his silver eyes.“You volunteered,” he repeated hoarsely, as though the words still made no sense to him. “You walked into that ritual willingly?”I swallowed hard and lowered my gaze to my hands. “There wasn’t much left for me there.”“That is not an answer.” His voice roughened instantly. “What kind of life were you living that death felt easier?”Pain twisted through my chest at the question because I didn’t know how to explain years of rejection in a few simple words. How could I make him understand what it felt like watc

LENORAThe fire crackled softly between us, filling the hunting shelter with warmth that felt painfully at odds with the tension in my chest.Orion still hadn’t sat back down.He stood near the fireplace staring at me like he no longer recognized the woman in front of him, his breathing uneven beneath the rigid control he kept forcing onto himself. The shadows cast by the flames sharpened every hard line of his face, but nothing concealed the disbelief burning in his silver eyes.“You volunteered,” he repeated hoarsely, as though the words still made no sense to him. “You walked into that ritual willingly?”I swallowed hard and lowered my gaze to my hands. “There wasn’t much left for me there.”“That is not an answer.” His voice roughened instantly. “What kind of life were you living that death felt easier?”Pain twisted through my chest at the question because I didn’t know how to explain years of rejection in a few simple words. How could I make him understand what it felt like watc

LENORAThe pack house was unusually quiet for a place that was always drowning in movement.Even the corridors felt restrained, like the walls themselves were holding their breath.I stood near the administrative wing entrance, my fingers tightening around the edge of my sleeves as I waited. Every passing guard lowered their gaze too quickly, as though looking at me for too long might invite consequences they didn’t want to understand.Footsteps approached from behind.“I see you still know how to arrive without being escorted,” Sebastian said calmly.I turned.He stood a few steps away, dressed in dark formal attire that blended too easily with the muted tones of the pack house interior. No guards followed him. He never needed them here. Authority had always been enough.“You said this was urgent,” I replied evenly.“It is,” he said simply.Then he gestured toward the quieter hallway ahead. “Walk.”I hesitated for only a second before following.We moved through the administrative co