Lahat ng Kabanata ng Beyond Chosen: The Alpha's Fated Mate : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

~Gabriel~He shrieked in pain, collapsing to the side while holding his leg... Roland flinched back in terror apparently seeing I wasn’t here to play."You must have gone mad, Gabriel!""Oh, I am just getting started!" I snarled. "Roland, you are the one who has been running wild for too long! How dare you hide the murder of your ex-mate in your pack instead of bringing this bastard to justice?!" I pointed at Stephen, who was writing on the ground…screaming in pain. "You covered for him when you knew he killed Mandy! And you dared to stand in front of the Council in my territory and claim it was a lie?!"I turned to my Beta. "Cole, get Calvin to confess!"The moment Stephen heard Calvin's name, he froze. "That's in the past! Why are you bringing that up now?!"I brought my gun up to my mouth, kissed the cold barrel and smirked at him. "Elvira cannot let it go. She wants revenge for her mother's murder. So no, it's not in the past, Roland." I pointed the gun straight at Roland's

~Elvira~ The woman followed him out then stopped and turned back toward me…arching an eyebrow. "I said, let's go!" she snapped. "I can't move, remember?" I replied with frustration. "I tried earlier!" She rolled her eyes and huffed. "You can now," she said waiting by the open door. "What?" I hesitated…then slowly extended my right leg outward…It moved...the paralysis was somehow gone…I swung my other leg out and limped out of the vehicle. The woman stepped in to grab my arm to steady me as my weight settled onto my injured leg. "Woah..." The word slipped from my lips as I took in the surrounding landscape. Green fields stretched in every direction round the estate…ahead of the pathway stood a towering mansion…near the grand entrance, two guards clad in full-length coats stood watch covered from head to toe. Then the front doors opened... A figure in a sweeping purple gown ran out of the building… My heart stopped. I recognized the face instantly. I cov

~Elvira~ They both nodded… but I could tell by their wide eyes that it still wasn't clear to them. "You should come down for dinner," Zachary urged, resting his face on my shoulder. "It's two days since you have been sleeping." "What?" I gasped, snapping my head up in shock. "Two days?" "Yes!" Rosaline replied. What the heck? My mind spun. I didn't know I was unconscious for two full days. "It's Dad," Zachary added pushing back and sitting up on his knees. "He purposely put you to sleep with a spell. He said your body needed to heal from trauma and then you will take a bath in the ancestral lake when you wake up to help your wolf." "I see," I replied slowly. I reached inward, trying to contact Val through our bond, but I hit a brick wall…no response. I seriously need to speak to Selene and Magnus then, because I don't feel complete…My body felt unnaturally quiet…far too calm…like something vital was missing from inside me. At first, I thought this numb

~Elvira~ We followed the others fast into the Coven’s Council Hall…the air inside already felt chilly as if sensing the brewing confrontation about to happen within its walls…my father stood at the podium head held high… jaw clenched so tight i got concerned his teeth might snap… his hands remained folded into fists at his sides and his face had that look of betrayal that showed he was never expecting anything like this from his mother of all people. Moments later, sound of shoes matching down the corridor echoed as the guards dragged my grandmother inside bounded in glowing purple magic chains. Calling her my "grandmother" made bile rise in my throat…she had never wanted a hybrid child…still didn’t even pretend to want me now after many years… not even a tiny bit… her horror at seeing me and mistakenly exposing herself back in the dining hall had said it all. The Council members began to fill in slowly as we waited in silence…elderly witches and wizards dressed in rich cloth

~Elvira ~ "Do you think it would work?" I asked my father as he walked me down a path at the back of the estate. The path was just a tiny walkway surrounded by tall shrubs and flowers as we walked by, the damp morning soil pressed softly beneath my shoes…dew hung on the leaves, glinting like scattered glass in the sunlight… The sounds of birds chirping in the morning air settled the anxiety in my heart…though the quiet calm felt almost surreal against the storm raging in my head. Last night had been a tough one…the truths about my mother’s relationship with my father, how they lost contact, and my grandmother's hand in it all was a shocking reveal I may never heal from…every single piece of information had felt like salt poured on old wounds I hadn't even known were bleeding… We all ate dinner later in silence, each lost in their own thoughts…For me, I was occupied with how to make sure my stepfather pay…it's the only way my mother's memory can be laid to rest and avenged in my