All Chapters of Stolen By The Wrong Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

AMARIS POV I could sense him, feel every inch of him. It started small, just a spark under my ribs, then spread like molten lava to my chest. Each heartbeat sent another rush of heat through me—wild and hot—until it felt like my body was about to combust. A guttural sound escaped my lips as I jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the cool water run down my skin. But even the cold water couldn’t stop the fire unraveling within me.It only made it worse. I felt torn. My gaze trailed to the mirror hanging on my bathroom wall. My reflection wasn’t mine, it was Iradia’s, burning with rage. She was hurting, thrashing inside me. I could see blood spilling from my nostrils. Anger exploded in me, and in that instant, my fist collided with the mirror, sending cracks across it. My hands trembled with the impact. There was nothing I could do for her…nothing I could do for me. It had been happening repeatedly for weeks, ever since we found him—our ma

AMARIS POV “What do you mean?” I asked, standing abruptly. “Mrs. Amoria… She’s— “ But before she could complete whatever she had to say, the door burst open. Zevian’s face twisted with fury, the anger radiating off him so intensely that I unconsciously took several steps back until my lower back hit the edge of the dining table.Loren quickly scurried off as fast as she could, but before I could take a step to follow suit, Zevian was already standing in front of me. “How’s… Amoria?” I asked, disregarding every fiber of fear in my body. But Zevian didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed my hands roughly and yanked me toward him.“You care? You care about your sister, yet you almost killed her?” he yelled, his voice loud enough to ring in my ears. But the word “almost” caught my attention, and a small wave of relief washed through me. She’s alive. But that relief was quickly replaced with terror as Zevian’s sharp claws pierced through my hands, causing blood to drip onto the floor in

AMARIS POV“Ahm…you cannot harm or kill Amaris. They’ve become linked.” “If she dies, Amoria dies,” said the voice of the man who had run into the room like there was an earthquake happening outside. My eye, which had been closed for the longest while, sprang open when the gravity of his words finally set in. My vision narrowed on the man with wild glasses hiding behind his beautiful face. His attention was on me. Not only his—Zevian’s neck had now snapped in my direction, his eyes flickering with confusion. Then he turned back to the man and said, “You must be joking, right?” “You could shoot her to test,” he said, his words causing me to flinch. “But I don’t think causing Amoria pain is something you’d want to indulge in.” He shrugged. Zevian paused, as if in thought, for a long while. Then his hands clenched into his fists, the veins on the back of his hands becoming prominent. Then he stormed out of the room after giving me one long, threatening glance that made the hair on

AMARIS POV“Yes,” I said with an heavy breath. “As much as I would have loved to say otherwise, I did… I killed them.”A stray tear found its way at the corner of my eye, and I quickly used my hand to wipe it away before it could fall. “At least all the evidence pointed to me… I don’t know what happened during that moment or how I got there, but I was there alone with them… I mean, how could I? They were important to me. They were good to me… at least before I poked my nose into their business,” I mumbled. “Did you tell anyone about this?” he asked. “Because your parents' story…it’s quite different.” “How would they know the truth when they weren’t in the picture when it happened? When they only feared me instead of loving me?” I hissed. “I did tell someone, though,” I said, my chest suddenly hurting badly as I held my hand to it. “Amoria. She knew because she was the only person who cared to ask… the only person who treated me differently… like I was important.” Zevian adjusted

AMARIS POV“Lied? What do you mean?” I asked, confused. I’ve always hated when people lied to me, so lying to others was never an option. I could withhold the truth, but never lie in serious situations.“When was the first time you saw me?” he asked.“Yesterday?”“Wrong, and don’t even try to say the wedding because I wasn’t in town for it. We’ve met before. That day at the club… I was sitting right next to Zevian.”“What day?” I gulped, swallowing the hot saliva that had gathered in my throat. “That night. It was all you, Amaris—the tipsy girl who shamelessly tried to woo Zevian… the one who told Zevian that if he didn’t agree to marry you, you were going to kidnap him to an abandoned island and wife him. Those were your exact words, if I’m not mistaken.”My breath caught in my chest.“I remember because I found it amusing. No one has ever had the guts to flirt with Zevian in that manner. I mean, look at him. He terrifies even me sometimes.” “I don’t know what you're talking about