Todos los capítulos de The Mate Time Stole: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 35

SAYAThe healers gave him until midnight.If the fever hadn't broken by then, one of them told me quietly, it wouldn't. So I sat beside his bed with a cold cloth in my hands, watching lamplight shiver on the wall, and counted his breaths the way I once counted tracks, as though the right number might tell me something.Somewhere across the compound, my mother would be sitting with her fingers knotted in my father's sleeve, as she had been since we arrived at the boundary stones, as though he might come loose if she let go.I wrung out the cloth and laid it across Cassian's forehead. His skin burned under it. At the back of my mind, my wolf paced and whined, and for the first time I couldn't tell which of us was more afraid.When the lamp had burned down a finger's width, I couldn't breathe in there.Outside, the night was cold and clean. The compound lay quiet beneath a thin moon, the training grounds a pale scar in the dark. Near the well, something shifted on the low wall. A figure

CASSIAN She was gone when I woke. I knew it before I opened my eyes. The bond had a different weight when she was near, a warmth against my ribs like a hand held just above the skin. Now it was a thread pulled taut across the compound, and the emptiness of it was worse than the wound. "You're awake. Good." Alaric sat beside the bed with his staff across his knees, exactly where he must have been all night. “Where’s she?” I voiced my thoughts before I even realized it. “She was here the entire time you were asleep,” he replied. “She barely left your bedside. I had to convince her to get some rest before she exhausted herself completely.” I closed my eyes. Under the pain, something stirred that I had not allowed myself in a very long time."There's something you should hear before Saya tells you herself," Alaric said.I frowned. "What is it?""Her mother knows something.""About what?""About the two of you. Your bond. Or something very close to it."I pushed myself up against t

SAYAThe slam shook the iron under my hand, and no one breathed. Six guards stood frozen in their half-circle. One had gone the colour of ash. Another had drawn his blade halfway and stopped, as though he'd forgotten what it was for. No one said her name. We all stood listening to the silence below, and it was the loudest thing I had ever heard. "That was her," someone whispered. "Wasn't it?" "Don't." Then footsteps pounded down the lane. Alpha Darius came first, still bandaged from the camp, his face grey and set. The Luna was locked to his arm, with a shawl clutched at her throat, and a healer trailed them with a bag no one had asked for. The lane was narrow and shadowed, the stone damp even at midday, and with so many people crowded into it, the air felt too thin to breathe. "Saya." The Luna caught my sleeve. "Thank the Moon." "What happened?" "She came an hour ago." Darius's voice was low and rough. "She took the keys from the guard on watch and said she wanted to see