All Chapters of The Sleeping Alpha’s Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CAELEN'S POV “He's going to disappear in there!”I tightened my grip. “Look at him! He's already under its influence. You won't be able to drag him back if you get close enough for it to affect you too.”Alpha Darius struggled against my hold, his eyes fixed on his guard. “Then what do you expect me to do? Stand here and watch him walk into that thing?”“I expect you to stay alive long enough for us to find a way to deal with it.”For a moment, neither of us moved. The guard was only a short distance from the mist now, but he didn't look back once. He simply kept walking until the thick white haze swallowed his body.Then we heard him scream.It was loud enough to make everyone freeze. The sound came from somewhere inside the mist, followed by another desperate cry.Alpha Darius tried to move forward again, but I held him back. “Darren!” he shouted.There was no response. Only the mist remained, hanging over the swamp as if nothing had happened.I released Darius arm, but remained cl

CAELEN'S POV “What truth?”His eyes returned to mine.“Do you really think Hell's Gate appeared without a reason? Do you think it was simply something that came out of nowhere and decided to swallow people?”“Are you saying someone caused it?”“I'm saying that the people who brought it upon us knew what they were doing. Some acted out of spite. Others allowed the darkness in their hearts to guide them. And the rest of us paid for it.”I studied his face, trying to understand whether he was speaking about the original appearance of Hell's Gate or something that had happened afterward.“Who were these people?”He shook his head. “You won't get everything from me today, Alpha.”I held his gaze. “I'm not a child anymore. Whatever happened during my grandfather's time, I need to know. My pack is in danger, and I won't let more people disappear because someone decided to keep the truth hidden.”For the first time since I arrived, his expression softened slightly. It didn't last long, but I

ISADORA'S POVI glanced at her, slightly surprised.That was certainly unexpected.Seraphina had never struck me as someone particularly concerned about proving herself to anyone, especially not in a way that required weeks of planning. I wondered what had brought about the sudden change.She reached for the bag beside her chair and pulled out a folder.My hand paused around my cutlery.I knew that folder.Seraphina stretched it across the table towards Grandma Iris, who looked at it before turning her attention back to her."Is breakfast really the appropriate time to bring this up?" Grandma asked.Seraphina's smile faltered slightly. "I'm sorry, Grandma. I just thought it would be better to show you while everyone was here."Grandma Iris gave a small sigh before accepting the folder. She opened it and glanced through the first page.I lowered my eyes to my plate, although my attention was no longer on my food.Grandma Iris studied the page for a moment before giving a small nod."Th

 ISADORA'S POV  "Can we speak to him?" I asked. "Briefly. He needs rest, but there's no reason you can't check on him." When we returned to the room, Fabian was awake. He looked toward us as we entered. "You're back." Grandma pulled the chair closer to his bed. "Of course I'm back. Did you think I was going to leave you here and forget about you?" "I was hoping you'd at least go home and get some sleep." "Don't worry about my sleep." He gave her a faint smile before turning to Caelen. "What's wrong? You look like you've come to arrest someone." Caelen ignored the joke. "The doctor says you're healing slowly." Fabian's expression changed. "Slowly?" "Apparently, you're not impro

ISADORA'S POVBy the time I returned to the hospital, Fabian was awake. Grandma Iris sat beside his bed, speaking quietly to him while a nurse checked his IV. She looked up when I entered, and her expression softened when she saw the bag in my hand.“You got everything?” she asked.“Yes, Grandma. His clothes, toiletries, and a few other things he might need.”“Thank you, dear. You didn't have to rush back.”“It was fine.” I placed the bag on the chair and began taking out the things Fabian might need first. “I wasn't going to leave him without his belongings.”Fabian shifted against his pillows, looking considerably more alert than he had the previous day. His injuries still worried me, though. Even with the treatment he was receiving, his body wasn't responding as it should. The bruises had barely faded, and the wounds that should have been closing were still healing painfully slowly.“How are you feeling?” I asked him.“Better than yesterday.” He glanced at the things I had brought.