All Chapters of The Deaf Alpha’s Unexpected Mate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

KAELThe man who walked in was Alpha Draven Cole, and the beautiful woman by his side. The mere sight of him was enough to make me roll my eyes and turn back to the argument I was already losing with Mohan, still refusing outright to sit at the designated table like some obedient prize on display."Alpha, please, let me take you to your table."I acted like I hadn't heard Mohan at all, which, in a house full of silence, was easier to fake than most people realised."Well, well, well." Draven's voice reached me secondhand through Mohan's hands a beat later, though the smirk on his face needed no translation at all. "If it isn't the deaf Alpha Thorne himself. I confess, for a moment I wondered whose territory I'd wandered into.""What the hell do you want?" I kept my expression schooled, offering a practised, hollow wave to a passing minister who beamed at me from across the room."Business, mostly." Draven rocked back on his heels, entirely too pleased with himself, remarkably unbother

SERAPHINEThe moment we stepped outside, the world exploded into light and noise, cameras flashing in rapid, blinding succession as guests filtered toward their waiting cars along the red carpet. A reporter called Kael's name, and before I could think to step back, he pulled me forward into the frame with him, his hand finding the small of my back with the same practiced ease he used for everything he did in public.I smiled for the cameras. I let the flashes catch the crimson of my gown and the curve of my composed, deliberate expression. But in the brief seconds between shots, I caught the real question sitting naked in his eyes, desperate, searching, entirely at odds with the effortless calm he wore for the crowd."Oh my God, they look so perfect together!" a voice called out from somewhere in the crowd, and I couldn't help the small, satisfied smile that pulled at my mouth.I caught Mohan's stare from the edge of the carpet, something tight and unreadable pulling at his expression

SERAPHINEThe explosion hit before the screaming had even finished travelling across the courtyard, a deep, concussive boom that shattered the west wing windows of the banquet hall and sent a plume of orange fire climbing into the black sky. Guests scattered in every direction, gowns and tuxedos abandoned mid-stride, security barking orders that dissolved instantly into chaos.Kael was already moving before the sound had finished rolling across the grounds, his whole body shifting into something harder, faster, the Alpha rather than the man, and I ran after him without a second thought, my heels tearing off my feet somewhere in the first few strides."Isolde's car!" A guard's voice cut through the pandemonium, breathless, wild-eyed. "It never made it past the north gate, Alpha! Her driver's been found, throat torn out, but there's no sign of her anywhere!""Search radius, now!" Kael's voice cracked out with an authority that sent every Beta and Omega within earshot snapping into motio

KAEL"Mohan, summon the council to a meeting. They need to be informed before I pour every ounce of my rage directly onto Draven Cole's doorstep."My voice cracked across the study like a whip, and Mohan's hands came up fast, urgent, cutting through the air before I'd even finished the sentence.Alpha, that would be a third strike against you if Draven turns out not to be the man behind this. You have no confirmation. Only a voice on a phone claiming to speak for him."There is a thin line between my rage and outright destruction, Mohan, and you know exactly how easily I can cross it tonight." I paced the length of my desk, every muscle in my body wound tight enough to snap. "Who else in these twelve territories knew about the corridor negotiations with the foreign investors? Who else stood to lose the exact amount Draven lost when I refused his cut? Who else was humiliated in front of the entire council within the same week his own men attacked my home?"You're not wrong. Mohan's sig

ALLYThe clock on Ma Agatha's wall ticked louder than any clock had a right to tick, each second dragging past like it resented being spent at all. I watched her stare at that same stretch of window for the better part of an hour, her whole body angled toward the dark glass like Seraphine might materialise out of the night itself if she simply willed it hard enough."Oh my God, Ma Agatha, we need to get you to a hospital." I crossed the small room and knelt beside her chair, my voice cracking with worry I'd been swallowing for days now. "You're not getting any better. If anything, you're getting worse."She didn't answer right away. Her eyes stayed fixed on the glass, the thin reflection of the single lamp we'd left burning, throwing soft amber light across her tired, lined face, and when the cough finally came, it tore through her with a violence that made my own chest ache in sympathy, her whole frame shaking with the force of it. She pressed the handkerchief to her mouth, the same