Semua Bab The Broken Mate: From Cell to Queen: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Third Person's POVKieran pushed the door open, moving as quietly as possible.On the bed, Elone was curled up under the covers. At the slightest sound, her body went rigid, and she snapped her eyes open, full of suspicion.Kieran stopped in his tracks. "You're awake? How do you feel?"She stared into his eyes. "914... thank you for saving me last night."Kieran froze. His heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran down his spine.He forced himself to stay calm. "You have the wrong person. The man who saved you had to step out. I'm Kieran, his second-in-command. Let me know if you need anything."He turned and walked out before she could say another word.The second the door closed, Kieran leaned against the wall, gasping for air. His heart was hammering against his ribs.914!How did she know that number? In the entire North, only a few people in the inner circle knew that was Damian's prisoner ID from back when he barely survived the killing fields.He pulled out his phone, his fingers f

Elone's POVI didn't understand why he was even in my room.Then, a crazy thought hit me.I looked up, staring straight into his eyes. "Are you 914?"The air went still.Damian raised an eyebrow. He leaned back in the oak chair, crossing his long legs, looking completely relaxed.Then, he smirked. "I am."My heart sank. It really was him.The dying wolf who almost went to hell ten years ago was sitting right in front of me. And now, he was the King of the North.Damian's eyes locked onto mine. "Ten years ago, you snatched me back from the Reaper."His tone turned playful. "So, is that the plan? You're going to use that old debt to pay for what you did to me last night?"What I did to him. Those words felt like a match dropped in my brain.My fingers shook. Last night? What the hell did I actually do?I couldn't stop myself from looking at him.His dark shirt was a wrinkled mess. My breath hitched.No way. I couldn't help but think of Marcus.Marcus was a Gamma. He's always yelling, br

Third Person's POVUnder a massive tree five hundred yards from the clinic, Kieran walked up to the black SUV. Alpha Damian was leaning back in the rear seat.The Alpha aura radiating from him was still suffocating. "How is she?" he asked, his voice dead calm.Kieran gave his report. "She's done with Marcus. Completely detached. But..." He paused. "I don't think she has any intention of mating with you, Alpha. She seems spooked.""Heh." Damian let out a low rumble of a laugh. He took a drag from his cigar. "She was supposed to be the Moonsilver heir. Pure blood, proud as hell. She isn't going to just accept a fated bond without a serious push."A dark wave of possessiveness flickered in his gold eyes. In his mind, he was already calculating how to create that irresistible push.Kieran climbed into the driver's seat and turned around, completely invested. "Alpha, why don't you just tell her who you are?"Damian didn't say anything, just tilting his head for him to keep talking.Kieran

Elone's POVThe clinic door was kicked off its hinges, slamming against the wall so hard the medicine bottles rattled on the shelves.Sera Hale stormed in, smelling of night wind and fresh copper.Sera was my only true friend, the daughter of the Moonsilvers' Delta.She didn't even glance at Kieran, who was standing by the bed; her eyes locked instantly onto my ankle. The silver-lash wound was deep enough to show bone, the flesh charred and split wide open, with glittering silver dust still weeping blood."Are you out of your mind?"Sera's eyes went bloodshot in a second. Her hands hovered over the wound, shaking like leaves, wanting to touch it but too terrified to make it worse."Why did you let those bastards do this to you?"Kieran shot us a look, then quietly stepped out and closed the door behind him.We were alone."I heard everything about last night," Sera's voice shook with pure rage. "I wanted to sprint over here then, but I was scared I'd shock your broken body."She slamm

The diner owner ducked her head, swallowed hard, and scurried back into the kitchen.I stared down at the perfect, warm broth in front of me. All that talk about "I'm hungry too" was just a lie to keep me company.Inside my mind, Sia let out a long, satisfied purr, stretching out comfortably."I'm going with you to the packhouse to get your token," Damian said suddenly, leaning back in his chair.My hand froze over my spoon, and my guard went right back up."No."I wouldn't let him see how toxic they were. I wouldn't expose how pathetic my life used to be.Damian watched me in silence. He didn't push."Marcus Greyman spotted at hotel with fiancée," a voice blared from the TV on the wall. It was a live gossip broadcast. On the screen, Marcus was using his broad frame to shield Astoria, pushing through a swarm of paparazzi.My fingers tightened under the table.Damian cast a freezing glance at the screen. His phone buzzed, and as he stood up to answer it, his arm reached out casually. C