บททั้งหมดของ Checking His Mate: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 13

RomanThe digital clock on the nightstand ticked past 3:14 AM, and the unspent, heavy tension in the bedroom was still thick enough to choke on.Allie was curled against my side, her fingers loosely gripping the dark charcoal sheets, her breathing finally leveling out. I hadn't moved an inch. My wolf was still pacing a frantic perimeter behind my ribs, completely wired from the scent of her, but the logical side of my brain knew I had made the right call. Pushing her when she was terrified would have broken the fragile trust we had built over the last five years.But the mate bond wasn't a switch you could just flip off.As the quiet hum of the city lights flickered through the glass, Allie shifted. Her dark lashes fluttered open, her blue-green eyes instantly locking onto mine in the shadows. The sheer panic that had shut her down thirty minutes ago had softened, replaced by a heavy, dazed warmth as she looked at my bare chest."Roman," she whispered, her voice a low, raspy murmur th

AllisonThe sudden, violent shift in the room was physical. One second, Roman’s large, warm hand was a comforting weight on my calf; the next, the air in the bedroom grew so cold and heavy it felt like breathing glass.I sat up instantly, clutching the charcoal sheet to my chest as Roman’s future Alpha aura exploded outward. It wasn't just dominant—it was lethal. The raw, suffocating pressure radiated off his broad, tattooed shoulders, making my inner wolf whimper and cower deep inside my chest.His eyes weren't silver-blue anymore. They were a blinding, volatile white, his pupils contracted to tiny black pinpricks as he stared unblinkingly at the phone clutched in his hand. The muscles in his jaw tracked so tightly I was afraid his teeth would shatter."Roman?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I reached out, my fingers barely brushing the tense muscle of his shoulder. "Roman, you're scaring me. What is it? What did they say?"He didn't turn to look at me right away. He was complete