All Chapters of Claws And Blood: A Mate From Beyond : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2Arden“Give up your life with ease, or I'll do it the painful way," I stood tall before the once pure wolf, now turned rogue. He used to be a member of my realm—the pure wolves’ spiritual realm. “Pl…please, pleas—”A scoff slid out of my lips. “Then why did you leave when you'd have to beg for your life to be spared?”It was part of the unthinkable things these people of my kind often did. "Please, spare him!” A woman threw herself before me. From the aura and energy she exuded, she was from the dark side of the spiritual realm—the part that belonged to werewolf-vampire hybrids and rogues.His lover. “You escaped the realm for love?" Son of a wolf! Another disgust-fueled scoff sneaked up my throat. Abandoning the realm was a sin, a grave one. But, he should have at least, sinned for a tangible reason!“You died in the physical realm once already, and you're dying in the spiritual realm again after 400 years of living," I pushed the staff in my hand closer to his thro

Chapter 4~ELANA~Me? My eyes widened. Then like a whirlwind, he raged towards one of the two remaining Lycans. He attacked with his sword. Three movements and the first was laying on the ground. The last living one was already beside me, still risking his life to mark me. I couldn't struggle, so I shut my eyes tight. The last things my eyes ever saw would probably be a brutal bloodshed, caused a man who called me his mate. The knife cut into my skin, but also he dropped to his knees. Blood poured from his mouth and his eyes closed slowly, like Ike he was trying to fight death. The strange man was behind him, his blade deep inside of him—pierced through his back. My chest tightened. The Alpha. The elders. The pack. Everyone stilled. There I was, in the center podium and their bloods had become a pool around me. I was either doomed or really saved. The strange man didn't have a single bloodstain on him. Not even a bruise. He looked like perfection as he bent towards me, and

Chapter 6~ELANA~Arden and I eventually moved to the pack on the Alpha's demand. This was just another way of him confirming he didn't trust the matebond between us.Arden bought one of the houses on the Alpha's personal land, strongly objecting my idea of finding a house outside the Alpha's territory and that alone had sparked quiet jealousy in the hearts of almost all the pack members.We moved in yesterday and we'd spent a night together, trying to blend into the lives of every other mates. It'd been two weeks since I met Arden already. Since he walked into this pack and rescued me from what had seemed to be my fate. But aside the matebond we shared, there was nothing else that could indicate we were mates. Alpha Salvatore wasn't completely wrong for suspecting something was wrong with our matebond, but there was still a lot that'll be damaged if he ever found proof to that. When I'd asked Arden if he ever had plans of marking me as his, he didn't say a word. He suddenly wen

008~ELANA~I stepped into the living room, waiting for Arden. Father Greyman left and we made a mutual decision to split our rooms. He moved to one of the three other rooms in this house, guestroom excluded, while I remained in the one we shared before. Something had to be done about how much steam was rising between us. Of course, I'd never admit it before him, but I knew, and a part of me was sure he knew as well. I decided to attend the fundraising event. Not “decided" actually, but somehow, I found myself promising I'd be there. Arden had three beautiful dresses delivered to our doorstep. I didn't have favorites at all, but all three of them were in the three colors that'd always top my list.Black. Purple. Gold. I'd chosen the black bodycon one—beaded and beautifully accessorized. Arden was yet to join me here… he was still somewhere in his room, putting together an outfit that I was expecting to look like the one he'd worn when we first met. When he walked into the liv

Chapter 10~ELANA~Arden wasn't drunk, but I'd never seen him looking like that. His eyelids were drowsy, and his face dulled in a way that didn't depict who he actually was. “Then, what do you do when you're sad, princess?" He asked. I swallowed because I really didn't have a go-to thing whenever I was sad. I was just used to doing the most random things at the most random moments“I cry it out, sometimes. Or clean my room." I sniffed. He smiled pitifully, then nodded. He'd emptied his bottle and even though he was in his clear senses, he was still tipsy. “You're quite strong. You handle a Finn Cheng bottle so well." It wasn't meant to be a compliment. "Do you trust me? That question should have been a simple one in my ears, but it wasn't. Not only was I not expecting it.I could feel color draining from my face. Then I cleared my throat."Um…we'll talk when you're sober." I made a move to get up, but he pinned my wrist to the floor. Our eyes met. “Do you… trust me, princes