All Chapters of His Human Mate, His Greatest Threat: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

AVAThe pain that had ripped me out of sleep slowly loosened its grip, leaving me bent forward against Damien's chest with both hands knotted in his shirt, trying to understand why my body had suddenly decided to betray me when I was nowhere near ready to give birth. I could still feel the pressure low in my stomach, and the damp sheets beneath my legs made my mind race toward every terrible thing I had spent weeks trying not to imagine.Damien had already pressed the call button, and the moment the bedroom door opened, he turned toward Elena with such a murderous expression that the poor woman barely had time to set down her medical bag before he began demanding answers.Elena ignored his temper, which was probably the only reason she had survived working for him this long, and came straight to my side while Garrick appeared behind her with two medical staff members carrying equipment. One of them reached toward me, but Damien's hand tightened around mine, his shoulders rising as his

AVAI stood outside Damien’s office with my fingers curled around the edge of the door, listening to the man who had promised to let me choose what happened to my body calmly arrange for somebody to lock me inside a room without even having the decency to tell me about it.“The east wing needs to be ready before the next security briefing,” Damien said, his voice low and cold enough to carry through the narrow opening. “Reinforce the windows, move the medical equipment in, and make sure the connecting doors can be secured from the outside. Nobody enters without authorization, and nobody removes her without my permission.”My stomach twisted so violently that I pressed my palm against it, feeling the baby shift beneath my hand while I tried to convince myself that I had misunderstood him, because surely the man who had knelt in front of me and promised to respect my choices would not be stupid enough to build me a beautiful little cage and call it love.“She will object if you explain

AVADamien's expression changed so quickly that I almost missed it, because one second he was standing beside me examining the security report, and the next the entire room seemed to shrink around the cold, vicious look in his eyes as the Alpha inside him pushed against his skin.He took the tablet from my hands, checked the access record himself, and enlarged the authorization details until the name appeared across the screen, but whatever he found there made his jaw tighten rather than offering any useful explanation."Garrick, get the cars ready and have everyone move to the second location, but nobody uses the usual route, and nobody sends a message through the network until we know who has been watching our movements," he ordered, his voice so quiet that the two guards outside immediately straightened when they heard him.I caught his arm before he could walk past me, ignoring the way his attention dropped to my fingers as though he was calculating whether he could remove them wi

AVADamien had barely finished telling me I wasn't coming with him when he turned away to give Garrick's replacement the final instructions, apparently assuming that because he had delivered his decision in that terrifying, quiet voice of his, I would swallow my anger, sit obediently in the safehouse, and wait for somebody to bring me news about the man who had spent weeks teaching me how not to die when surrounded by werewolves.I stood beside the command table, watching Damien's broad shoulders disappear through the doorway, and my hand settled over my stomach as the baby shifted beneath my palm, reminding me that I had more to lose than I ever had before and absolutely no intention of letting fear turn me into somebody who simply waited for other people to decide what happened to her."That arrogant, controlling bastard," I muttered, picking up the tablet he had left beside the map, because if Damien wanted to go charging into Cassian's trap with half the information available, he

DAMIENI left the mansion before Ava woke, carrying Garrick's warning in my head and a kind of anger that had nothing to do with Cassian's usual games, because there were places even an immortal bastard like me did not expect to see touched again, and my birthplace was one of them.I had spent centuries making sure nobody knew where I came from, burying the old name beneath new identities, buying properties that covered the land where my family once lived, and paying men to remove records that might lead curious historians toward the truth. I had told myself those precautions were necessary because the past could be used against me, but the truth was uglier: I had never wanted anybody to see what remained of the boy I had been before the world taught me how to become a monster.Garrick had sent me the coordinates from his hospital bed, along with a photograph taken by one of Cassian's men, and I had stared at that photograph long enough for the image to burn itself into my mind. The o