Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY POSSESSIVE ALPHA STEPBROTHER IS MY MATE: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

I burst through the swinging doors and stumble directly into the bright fluorescent lights of the catering kitchen.A dozen chefs and servers freeze in their tracks, dropping their metal tongs and silver trays as I crash into their quiet workspace.The silver tether of magic pulses brightly from the center of my chest, casting a terrifying glow over the stainless steel counters and the rows of prepared appetizers.The invisible line pulls taut behind me, sending a fresh wave of blinding pain straight down my spine and making my vision blur.I bite my lip hard enough to taste copper and force my shaking legs to keep moving because slowing down means death."Out of my way!" I yell, shoving past a tall cart stacked high with dirty plates.The ceramic dishes rattle loudly, but the staff just scrambles out of my path, staring at the glowing light radiating from my ruined dress.The back exit is just twenty feet away at the end of a narrow, white-tiled corridor.I hear the muffled screams o

The smell of burning rubber and car exhaust fills my nose, burying the sweet scent of vanilla and rain.I slam my heavy paws into the dirt right at the edge of the open iron gates, desperate to follow the fading red taillights.The small car is already disappearing down the long, winding road leading away from the estate.I push off my back legs to launch myself forward, but the invisible cable hooked into my chest pulls tight, anchoring me to the ground.The silver light bursts through my thick black fur, illuminating the dark driveway ahead.Every single mile she puts between us feels like a jagged knife twisting deeper into my heart.I dig my claws into the asphalt, trying to drag my massive body forward, but my front legs buckle under the crushing pressure.The distance is literally tearing my organs apart from the inside out.I collapse onto my stomach and thrash against the sharp gravel covering the driveway.My inner wolf cannot understand why our mate is running away.He does

I open my eyes and stare up at a bright white ceiling.The harsh smell of rubbing alcohol fills my nose, burning away the lingering scent of dirt and blood from the driveway.A steady, rhythmic beep echoes somewhere near my right ear.I turn my head slowly, feeling a dull ache radiate down my neck.I look toward the small window across the room.The sky outside is painted in pale shades of pink and orange, signaling the early morning sunrise.I am lying in a narrow bed inside the estate's private infirmary.Memory hits me a second later, rushing into my brain like freezing water.The crowded ballroom.The horrific pain of the failed rejection.The blinding silver light bursting from Jaslyn's chest as she ran away into the dark.My chest aches with a deep, throbbing pressure.It feels like a heavy iron chain is hooked around my ribs, pulling taut against my skin.I look down and see a thin hospital gown covering my torso.The silver glow is gone, but the undeniable tug remains.It pull

I press the gas pedal down until the needle on the dashboard pushes past ninety.The heavy black SUV eats up the wet asphalt of the highway.Early morning sunlight struggles to cut through the thick gray clouds hanging over the trees, and the rain from last night has finally stopped.The road is still slick and dangerous, but I don't care.Weaving around a slow-moving transport truck, I ignore the loud blast of its horn.My hands grip the leather steering wheel tight enough to make my knuckles turn white because every second we waste puts Jaslyn in more danger.The agonizing fire that ripped through my chest last night has faded into a deep, steady ache.It sits right behind my ribs, pulling constantly toward the east.I don't need a map to know which general direction my mate went.The unbroken bond acts like a compass needle inside my chest, pointing straight to her and guiding my instincts.But a general direction is not good enough when she is out there terrified and alone.I need

Paige pulls the thin wooden door wide open with a polite smile already forming on her face."Can I help you?" she asks.The smile vanishes from her lips instantly.A man in a dark, soaking wet raincoat stands on the concrete walkway outside.It is not a grumpy motel manager complaining about the noise, and it is not a random guest looking for the ice machine.I recognize his pale, twitchy face the second the morning light hits him.It is the rogue doctor Vanessa used to bring into our tiny apartment for my mandatory childhood checkups.He doesn't say a single word of greeting to Paige.He just steps forward and shoves the door inward with brutal, terrifying force.The heavy wood slams hard into Paige's shoulder before she can even blink.She lets out a sharp cry of pain as the impact throws her backward.Her sneakers tangle in the worn carpet, and she crashes hard onto the floor right beside the cheap dresser."Paige!" I scream, lunging forward without thinking.My newly awakened wolf