Todos los capítulos de His Human Mate, His Greatest Threat: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

AVAThe man near the rear exit had a gun pointed at Damien's head, and while everybody else was busy staring at Caelan kneeling in front of me like I had somehow become the queen of a world I didn't even understand, I noticed something that made my stomach twist so violently I nearly lost my balance.His shoes were wrong.Not expensive, polished shoes like the ones worn by the guards standing along the walls, but ordinary black trainers with pale dust around the soles, the kind somebody might wear to walk through a construction site or stand beside a roadside for hours, and there was a strip of bright orange thread caught around one lace.It was such a stupid little detail to notice while a man was preparing to shoot my extremely difficult, extremely attractive, centuries-old problem of a lover, but I had spent enough time watching men pretend to be harmless to know that people could hide almost anything except the tiny things they forgot to check.The guards were watching the gun.I

AVAThe message was still glowing on Damien’s phone when I reached for his wrist, because the way he had gone completely still after reading those words frightened me more than the assassin’s bloodied smile had, and I had watched that man get dragged across a Council chamber by his throat without Damien even looking as though he had broken a sweat. Whatever Isolde had done to him centuries ago, it had reached somewhere beneath all that terrifying strength, somewhere he clearly did not want anybody touching, and I was getting sick of being the only person in this ridiculous world expected to stand around looking pretty while everyone else decided what I was allowed to know.“Don't even think about putting that phone away and walking off to deal with her by yourself, Damien, because if this woman is sending assassins after you and demanding my life like she owns a piece of it, then I deserve to know what the hell is going on before you decide to lock me in another room and call it prote

AVAI kept walking after Damien said those words, even though every step felt like I was leaving something important behind, and I hated him for making me feel that way because I had managed perfectly well before his expensive hotel, his ridiculous face, and his centuries-old problems entered my life and turned everything I thought I understood into one giant, terrifying mess.Isolde had been his lover. His fiancée. The woman he had trusted before he apparently decided that trusting anybody was a fantastic way to get his heart ripped out and thrown into the nearest river. I could understand that part, unfortunately, because I knew what it felt like to trust the wrong person, but understanding his pain did not mean I was willing to stand beside him while he wore a ring connected to his past and expected me to pretend I didn't care.And that was the embarrassing part, wasn't it?I cared.I cared enough to feel sick when I imagined him loving her, enough to notice every time his eyes cha

AVA I should have gone home, because staying in Damien Cross’s bedroom after everything that had happened between us was exactly the sort of decision that could turn a woman with perfectly good survival instincts into an absolute idiot, but he was sitting against the headboard with one hand resting on his injured side, looking at me like I was the only thing keeping him attached to the world, and the bastard had somehow managed to make me feel guilty about leaving him alone when I was still angry enough to throw his expensive pillows through the window. “Move over, you enormous pain in my arse, because if I'm staying until morning, I'm not spending the entire night sitting here like a nurse waiting for a patient to cough up his organs.” Damien shifted without arguing, lifting the blanket and making room beside him, and I climbed onto the bed carefully, trying not to bump his injured side even though the wound had already disappeared beneath my hand. The mattress dipped when I set

AVAI woke up alone on Damien's side of the bed, which was honestly rude considering the amount of effort that man had put into keeping me trapped against his chest all night, and I was still reaching for the warm space he had left behind when his voice drifted through the slightly open bedroom door.“Her body may be reacting to the mate bond in a way no human has ever survived.”I stopped pulling the blanket around myself, my fingers tightening around the fabric while I listened again, because surely I had heard him wrong, or Elena had said something else that my half-asleep brain had turned into a fresh nightmare. Unfortunately, I heard the doctor continue speaking, and the words that followed made the room feel smaller with every breath I took.“I'm not saying she will definitely change, Damien, but the readings have accelerated, and prolonged exposure to you could eventually alter her body in ways we cannot predict.”My eyes dropped to the dark bite mark on my neck, the same mark