All Chapters of Beyond Chosen: The Alpha's Fated Mate : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~Elvira~ I walked away from Vanessa presence thinking back on how Gabriel had pushed these wooden beads on my wrist himself... he hadn't asked my opinion as the Elders spoke...he just sat there in that study, watching me with unreadable eyes while he told me this was the only way to keep the elders of my back. He wanted me to be manageable incase i posed a threat to his pack as a rouge... he wanted the girl who could throw a warrior to stay buried under the leash of these restraints... The kitchen did not care about my dampened spirit when I returned...i went back to my duty... my arms ached and my vision blurred as I stared at the third crate of potatoes I'd been peeling, i continued until it was the last crate. "You're going to peel the skin off your own fingers if you keep gripping that knife so tight, Elvira." Silas walked over wiping his flour covered hands on a towel tucked into his belt. "It's fine, Silas. I am just trying to finish before the night falls in." He r

~Elvira~ I made it into my room... closed the door and placed my back on it trying to catch my breath. My room was big but tonight it somehow small... every time I closed my eyes, I saw that silver glow that appeared on my wrist when the bead cracked. But now with the new wooden beads Silas had given me... it appears they were doing their job again...muffling that energy in my core until I felt dull. A soft knock sounded on the door while i was still leaning in it. I froze "Who is it?" The door opened without an answer, and Gabriel walked in. He looked exhausted like he had too many thing stressing him out... i felt a little guilty i had added myself strange problem to it. "I came to make sure you kept the replacement beads on," he said. " You've seen the Elders in my pack especially Haddon... he might be looking at them tomorrow to see if you still have them on." I showed him my wrist to see for him that they were still on and working fine now but he ignored my w

~Elvira~ Sifa’s eyes moved to the door as a guard’s shadow passed through the windows. My heart rate increased. If he called them in, I wouldn’t be able to explain why a servant was in a secret private session with the twins in a forgotten weapons storage. “Gamma Sifa?” The voice called again closer this time....the doorknob rattled. Sifa’s gaze snapped back to me. I saw the calculating warrior who had taken down three men in the woods. “Get in the locker,” he said shoving me toward a row of rusted iron lockers. “What?” I mumbled stunned. “Now! Noel, Noela, keep sparing on the mat. I didn’t wait to be told twice. I dove into the locker and tried to look out through the slits, my breath came out in gasps as I forced air into my lungs in the cramp space. The door opened the moment Noel lunged at Noela, and both of them hit the mat hard. Sifa turned toward the entrance with his arms crossed looking bored. Quite the act. “Is there a reason you’re interrupting a pr

~Elvira ~ Gabriel walked into the kitchen then, his presence alone pulling the oxygen from the room. He looked impeccable, but there was a wariness under his eyes that hadn’t been there yesterday. Behind him was Cole, his Beta and best friend, who was busy checking something on a digital tablet. Gabriel’s eyes swept the kitchen, stopping on Venessa for a second before landing on me. I didn't look away. I couldn't. I wanted him to see the face of the girl he had kissed, now replaced by someone who had heard every groan and every moan through his office door. His gaze dropped to my wrist, checking the beads, then back to my face. He flinched, almost imperceptibly, at the coldness he found there. "Venessa, go get properly dressed," Gabriel said with a clipped voice. Venessa shot me one last look of hatred before sashaying past Gabriel, her hand lingered on his arm as she passed. He didn't pull away, but he didn't lean in either... He just stood there like a statue.

~ Gabriel ~ The bag groaned under my strike, the chain holding it rattled off the ceiling of the pack gym, i had come straight here after morning training to clear my head. My knuckles were split, blood mixing with the sweat that poured down my face, but I did not stop. I could not stop. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the pull of her, the scent of lilies and vanilla that made my wolf, Bane, howl until my head throbbed. I hated it. Hated it! I hated that the moon goddess thought she could dictate my life? I had spent years building Silverblade into the strongest pack in the territory. I had balanced the Elders, the pack, and the warriors under my control. I had chosen Venessa as my mistress because she was a known strong werewolf, she was presentable, high-ranked, and exactly what a Luna should be. And then Elvira walked in. A rogue with dirt under her fingernails and eyes that held a power I still did not understand. 'She is ours,' Bane snarled in the back