Todos os capítulos de The Alpha’s Contract Mate: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 66

LOUIS'S POV "What the fuck are you doing here?!" I growled internally, skidding to a halt mid-strike as Tracy’s sharp voice bridged my mental barrier. "How can you link me, Tracy?" I added, my heartbeat spiking as I forced my mind away from the surrounding slaughter and locked entirely onto her link. "Just answer the damn question, Louis! Where are you and my brother?!" her voice rang back—unyielding, and unlike any tone I had ever heard her use before. "Watch out, Louis!" Mark’s scream shattered my focus. Before I could react, a blade drove painfully into my left shoulder. Raon surged forward, snapping our eyes pitch-black. In a fraction of a second, my bare hand clamped around the attacker’s throat and twisted—snapping his neck with a sickening crunch. The moment his corpse hit the dirt, I stepped over the pile of bodies until I reached Mark, who looked as battered and exhausted as I felt. We had been fighting continuously since the moment our boots crossed this perimeter. I

I thought that was the end of me. I thought life as I had known it was completely over the exact moment I felt those cold fangs sink into my throat. I hadn’t even seen the face of the man who marked me, but I didn’t need to—I could feel him. His aura was unmistakable. He was the exact same monster who had plagued my nightmares. My body shut down the second his mark settled against my collarbone, plunging me into a deep, suffocating void. A darkness I didn’t even bother trying to fight my way out of. I would rather remain dead and buried in this abyss than live bound to a monster like him. To me, dying wasn’t a tragedy—it was a mercy from the Moon Goddess. Or at least, that was how I rationalized it in the small, fading corner of my mind. My only real regret was leaving my brother behind without saying a proper goodbye. That single thought pulled at my chest far more than the terror of death... that, and the memory of Lou— Before I could even complete the thought, a blindi

LOUIS'S POV I never thought all the anticipation and anxiety I felt this past week while sitting beside Tracy’s bed would fade the moment her eyes opened. But I should have known better. I had been praying for her recovery, especially after the bullshit her parents spewed about how she could stay in that coma for who knows how long. I wasn’t about to have two unconscious mates. So when I finally heard her voice, that soft voice I now knew was nothing but a fake act—a wave of deep relief washed through me, even if it didn't last long. I expected her to lose her mind over me marking her, but hearing her finally drop the act and speak her mind was almost funny. If she was half as smart as I knew she was, she would take my advice and show up at the council meeting with me tomorrow. Her harsh words might have pissed me off if I couldn't feel how differently she actually felt through our bond. She was so vocal about hating me and calling me a monster, but beneath her anger, I felt the