Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Ex-Mate: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 89

Irina's POVIan and Leon had made peace, and it gave me joy. Watching them sit across from each other, discussing alliances and strategies without the undercurrent of hostility that had marked their earlier meetings, it felt like progress. Like my world was slowly stitching itself back together.Leon came to visit often now, sometimes with Anikta, sometimes alone. Katherine came too, whenever she could slip away from Edward's kingdom. She and Anikta had become really close, bonding over their shared connection to Leon and I.But I still saw Katherine space out. Her blue eyes would go distant, her smile would fade, and she would stare at nothing for long stretches of time. I was very sure it was because of that arrogant King Edward Osborne. The way she looked when she thought no one was watching, it was the look of someone who loved deeply and was loved poorly in return.Avon Wiltshire did his best to cheer her up. He brought her books, made her laugh, sat with her in comfortable silen

Irina's POV"Ian," I said through the mindlink for the fifth time.Nothing. Just silence. That familiar barrier I had felt before, the one I had built without knowing it was back. But this time, it wasn't me.He had shut me out.Why, Ian? I cried silently in bed, staring at the ceiling, my eyes burning with unshed tears.He didn't come back at night. The hours stretched endlessly, each minute heavier than the last. I tossed and turned, unable to find a comfortable position, unable to quiet my racing thoughts. Every echo of footsteps, every whisper of the wind outside made me think he was coming. But he never did.I must have dozed off early in the morning, because when I woke, pale sunlight was streaming through the curtains and my head was pounding. I groaned, massaging my temples, trying to ease the ache.Then I smelled him.His scent was everywhere, sandalwood and honey, warm and familiar. But it was faint. Fading. Like he had been here, but not for long. Did he drop by? Did he sta

Irina's POVIan had told me about the plan. Every detail, every carefully constructed lie, every calculated move. Even though I knew his concern for Lindsey was a facade, even though I understood it was all an act to uncover the truth, I still felt frost in my heart. Watching him serve her, touch her, look at her like she mattered, it all added up, making the facade feel real.Ryan portrayed himself as a knight in shining armor. He brought me small gifts, flowers, books, sweets and spoke to me in soft, concerned tones about how Ian didn't deserve me. Ian hated me being close to Ryan. I could see it in the way his jaw tightened, in the way his hands clenched into fists. But I acted like Ryan really came to my distress, like I appreciated his attention, like I was slowly being won over by his charm.It was exhausting. Every smile, every nod, every carefully measured word was a performance. But we had a goal. We had to break the witch's hold on Ethan.I had discussed the plan with Kather

Irina's POVNight came swiftly, and with it, the entertainment began.The great hall was transformed, chandeliers blazed overhead, casting golden light across the sea of faces. Tables groaned under the weight of food and drink. Music floated through the air, soft and elegant. The pack had gathered for the mating ceremony, dressed in their finest, their faces bright with anticipation.I had changed my gown to one of golden lace, the fabric shimmering with every movement. It made my eyes more prominent, Katherine had said when she saw me. Like liquid gold, she had teased.Lindsey sat on Ian's right. I sat on his left. This was my first public, formal appearance with Ian, sitting beside him as something more than a servant, more than a secret. The pack members watched us, curious, whispering behind their hands.Because of the news they had heard from the Silvermoon Pack, the whispers of magic, of spies, of truth-revealing devices, the people were thrilled to get hold of the communicator