All Chapters of The Guardian's Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sophia Pov Something was wrong. I felt it long before I understood it.The university hallway was crowded with students moving between classes, yet an uneasy feeling settled deep inside my chest. Ethan had been gone longer than expected. After the meeting with the principal, he told me he would be back soon. That had been nearly twenty minutes ago.I sat alone in the library, pretending to read a textbook while my attention remained fixed on the entrance. Every time the door opened, I looked up. Every time, disappointment followed. No Ethan. No message. Nothing. I hated that I cared.A week ago, I would have celebrated being left alone. Now the silence made me nervous. My fingers tightened around the edge of the book."Get a grip, Sophia," I muttered.Ethan was a Guardian. He could take care of himself. Still, the feeling wouldn't leave. I finally closed the book and stood. Maybe I should look for him. The thought surprised me.Since when was I looking for wolves? Since Ethan. I imme

Sophia Pov Silence. That was all I could hear. Not the whispers of frightened students. Not the distant wail of approaching sirens. Not even my own heartbeat. Only silence.I stood frozen where I was, unable to tear my eyes away from Mia's lifeless body. Just minutes ago, she had been laughing across the lunch table, teasing me about Ethan and Nathan.Now… She wasn't breathing. Her eyes remained open, staring at nothing. Someone gently pulled me backward. I didn't resist.Nathan positioned himself in front of me, blocking my view. "You don't need to see this."His usually calm voice carried an unfamiliar edge. It wasn't fear. It was anger. A dangerous kind of anger.I lowered my head, but the image refused to leave my mind. The blood. The wound. The emptiness in Mia's eyes. My stomach lurched. I turned away and barely made it to a nearby flower bed before everything I had eaten came back up. Nathan remained beside me without saying a word.He simply waited.When I finally straightene

Ethan Pov The engine roared beneath me as I pushed the car far beyond the speed limit. Every second felt like an eternity.Nathan's voice kept replaying in my head. A student is dead. Sophia is alive... but she's in shock. Alive. That single word was the only thing keeping me together.The road blurred beneath the tires as I gripped the steering wheel harder than necessary. My wolf was restless. It wanted to reach her. To see her. To make sure she was truly safe. Nothing else mattered. Not my father's meeting. Not Damien. Not the unanswered questions waiting back at the estate. Only Sophia.The university gates came into view. Police vehicles crowded the entrance, their flashing lights painting the campus in shades of red and blue. Students stood in small groups outside the buildings, whispering among themselves. Some were crying. Others simply stared into space, unable to process what had happened.I parked carelessly and climbed out before the engine had fully stopped. My eyes sear

Ethan POVThe howl cut through the night like a blade, sharp and piercing. I was already on my feet before the sound had fully faded into the darkness, my body moving on pure instinct. My heart slammed against my ribs as another howl answered from deeper within the forest, then another, and another. Three. No… four distinct voices now weaving together in a haunting chorus.These weren’t ordinary wolves announcing their territory or calling to the moon. They were searching. Hunting. The primal edge to each cry sent a clear message that resonated straight through my bones.My wolf stirred violently beneath my skin, every instinct screaming the same urgent warning. *Danger.* Not the kind we faced from rogue packs or rival territories on a regular basis. This felt calculated. Personal.I pulled open my bedroom door just as Nathan emerged from the opposite hallway, already fully dressed and armed. His expression mirrored my own tension.“You heard them?” he asked, voice low.I nodded once.

Ethan Pov The applause echoed through the silent forest. Once. Twice. Then it stopped.The sound hung in the air like a mocking challenge, slicing through the heavy quiet that had settled after the chaos of battle. My chest still heaved from the fight, the metallic tang of blood thick on my tongue. Around me, every Guardian tightened their grip on their weapons—rifles, blades, claws extended in partial shifts. The moonlight filtered through the dense canopy in fractured silver beams, illuminating the carnage of fallen wolves and broken branches. But now, a new threat stepped forward.A lone figure emerged from the darkness beyond the tree line. Draped in a black hooded cloak that seemed to swallow the light, he walked with unnerving confidence, each step deliberate and unhurried, as though the forest itself parted for him. Power radiated from his silhouette, subtle yet undeniable, like a storm coiled and waiting.He stopped several feet away, just out of easy striking range.The wolv