All Chapters of His Human Mate, His Greatest Threat: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

AVACassian was still trying to crawl backwards when the first explosion shook the Council hall, sending dust and broken pieces of plaster raining from the ceiling. Damien immediately moved in front of me, his body still carrying the wounds from our fight, while Garrick shouted for the remaining guards to secure the entrances.I grabbed Damien's arm before he could charge towards the noise.“Don't leave me standing here while you run into another fight, because we have already dealt with enough blood today, and I am beginning to think this entire Council building is cursed.”He looked down at my hand, then towards the entrance where several armed wolves were forcing their way through the guards. Their clothes were marked with a black symbol I didn't recognise, and they moved with the kind of coordination that suggested they hadn't come to negotiate anything.Cassian lifted his head.A strange little smile appeared on his bloodied face.His people had arrived.The first group attacked

AVADamien didn't look away when I asked him whether he would actually let me kill him, and that bothered me more than I expected because I had been hoping he would argue, perhaps tell me I was being ridiculous or remind me that he was an Alpha who had survived centuries of enemies trying to put him in the ground.Instead, he held my hand against his chest, allowing me to feel the steady movement beneath his skin.“If you wanted me dead, Ava, I would not fight you to stay alive. I would rather accept your judgment than turn the strength I have into another weapon against you.”I stared at him, waiting for something else, some condition or explanation that would make the answer easier to swallow, but he simply watched me with those dark eyes that always seemed to know when I was hiding something behind my mouth.“Do you understand how frightening that sounds, Damien? You are sitting here telling me that I could end your life, and you are saying it as though I should find that romantic

DAMIENMy knees struck the floor, and the first thing I noticed was Ava's hand tightening around the weapon while her other palm remained pressed against my injured arm.The wound wasn't closing.I could feel my wolf fighting beneath my skin, pushing against the strange force moving through my body, but every attempt to heal seemed to make the weakness worse. My fingers had begun trembling, and the strength that usually answered whenever I called upon it was slipping away while Ava stood over me with tears gathering in her eyes.She had done this deliberately.That was the part that hurt more than the wound.I looked at the woman I had spent so much of my existence trying to protect, the woman whose laughter had somehow become more important to me than the territories I controlled, and watched her struggle with the same anger that had once driven her out of my home.I could have stopped her.Even weakened, I could have twisted her wrist, taken the weapon, and ordered the guards into t

AVAI stayed against Damien's chest longer than I intended, partly because my legs still felt unreliable and partly because I couldn't look at the knife without remembering how close I'd come to putting it through the man holding me. His shirt was damp with blood, my fingers were stained with it, and the room smelled of iron beneath the expensive scent he always wore, which was becoming an unpleasant combination because I was beginning to associate that smell with the worst moments of my life.He moved his hand slowly along my back, careful not to make me feel trapped, but I could feel the restraint in him. Damien was a man who could hold somebody against a wall without using both hands, a man whose wolf could tear through a room full of armed enemies, and now he was touching me like one wrong movement might send me running."There's something I need to tell you, and I don't want you interrupting me because I might not get through it if you start defending yourself," I said, lifting m

AVAThe explosion shook the bedroom so violently that a framed photograph crashed from the wall, scattering glass across the floor while Damien moved between me and the doorway with his weapon already drawn. His body changed as he moved, the muscles beneath his shirt tightening, his eyes burning with that frightening gold colour, and the growl coming from his chest was so deep that I felt it through the floor beneath my bare feet.He looked like the monster people whispered about, the ancient Alpha who had survived centuries of wars and buried enemies without losing sleep, and I would have been lying if I said the sight didn't make my stomach twist.But I wasn't going to stand behind him while somebody tried to tear our family apart."You're staying here with Aurora," he ordered, checking the weapon in his hand.I grabbed my trousers from the chair and pulled them on while he watched me with an expression that suggested he was already preparing an argument."Damien, we just finished d