All Chapters of MY FORBIDDEN MATE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Liora POV Saturday afternoon is supposed to be ordinary. I have finished my work. I spent my time exploring one of Gerald's properties.Knowing the problem and how to fix it.When I was done.I decided to walk home through the busy city streets. The last thing I expects is for my mate bond to suddenly flare to life.It flared with enough intensity to stop me in my tracks. The sensation hits me without warning.sharp.And unmistakable.I looked up slowly.Immediately I understands why. Across the pavement.Roughly twenty meters away.Stands Darius. For a long moment neither of us moves. It was as if the world stopped moving.The crowd continues flowing around us.People passing without realizing anything significant is happening. Yet for me and Darius, the world seems to narrow to a single point. The last time we stood this close to each other, Our lives looked very different. Neither of us appears prepared for the encounter. Eventually Darius takes several cautious ste

By the time Dr. Thorne arrives at the Blackwood townhouse carrying a container of homemade soup.Selene immediately suspects something unusual is happening. “Did you invite Thorne.” Selene asked.Ravenna shook her head.“But today isn’t my check up, whereas I go to the hospital for it.”Ravenna replied, “I will confirm why he visits.”Ravenna went to open the door, staring at Thorne in a weird manner.He hesitated at first.“Uhm hmm, hi Ravenna.”Ravenna nodded her head.Looking directly at what he was holding.“I was making soup, made too much, and thought you might appreciate some.”The explanation he provides sounds innocent enoughThe excuse is technically plausible, which somehow makes it even more suspicious. Ravenna appears equally unconvinced.She looks at him for a moment but allows him inside anyway. What follows becomes one of the most entertaining afternoons Selene has experienced in weeks. She watch both of them closely.Thorne and Ravenna settle into conversation wit

Darius sees Liora's message almost immediately.His first instinct is to respond.Months ago he would have acted without hesitation, driven by emotion and urgency. He would have typed whatever came to mind and hoped that passion alone would somehow fix everything.This time he stops himself.The conversation on the pavement taught him something important.Wanting contact does not automatically mean he is entitled to it.Instead of sending a reply, he puts the phone away and focuses on the commitment he already made to himself.Therapy.Later that day he sits across from Dr. Lucien and recounts everything that happened during the encounter.He describes the overwhelming force of the mate bond, the struggle to remain where he was instead of closing the distance, and the difficulty of watching Liora walk away.He admits that every instinct inside him had urged him to follow her.Admitting these things feels uncomfortable, but necessary.For perhaps the first time, he speaks honestly abou

Liora POV I was half asleep and half awoken. My phone beeped with notification.I checked it’s from Darius.I sat up immediately.I felt a spark inside of me.I quickly open the message.“Hope you slept good?.”The question is simple, but it carries weight given everything we shared the previous day. I hesitatedI did not respond immediately. I kept staring at my phone.When I finally reply.I decide to let my answer be honest rather than guarded. “I slept better than I have in a long time, though not perfectly. “I hesitated.Then send it.After deliberate thought. I decide to ask him the same question. “Hope you slept good.”Immediately my phone beeps.A text from Darius.Darius admits.“I also slept better than usual”Then a notification comes in.“A rare occurrence for someone who has been struggling with persistent insomnia. My night was good.”I heaved a sigh of relief. I immediately connects this improvement.“Well this is thanks to Dr. Lucian,your therapist. He i

Liora pov “Why would you use Gerald to keep track of me?”I flared in anger.Three weeks of fragile stability collapse during a single conversation. I confront Darius after learning about his involvement in Gerald’s oversight structures. I directly ask him “Did you instruct Gerald to monitor my work or wellbeing in any way?”The question immediately shifts the tone between us.“You get the wrong idea Liora.”“What__?”Darius explains carefully that “I did not instruct surveillance.”He paused.“My intention, was only to ensure you had support if needed.”But the explanation does not land as intended.Liora reacts sharply. “To me, the distinction is irrelevant.”I hesitate.“The outcome remains the same: someone in my professional environment is reporting back about her life.”“This is not what you are thinking Liora.”“You are misunderstanding the whole piont.”“Misunderstanding what?”Silence.“You are now repeating a pattern I left behind Darius.”“Huhhh” Darius sounded con