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Darkbound Mate Chapter 98
I stare at Zalie, but my mind is miles away. She moves with fluid precision, her arms slicing through the air like ribbons, but I barely register it. The soft hum of the music, the rhythmic thud of her feet against the wooden floor—it all feels distant, muffled, like I’m underwater. The air smells faintly of honey and amber, mixing with the sharp tang of sweat, yet even that barely sink in.Something is wrong with my head.A cold prickle creeps up my spine, a dull ache blooming at the base of my skull. I’ve never been someone who forgets easily—I remember things with unsettling clarity, possibly even from infancy. But sometimes, especially when strange things happen, my mind turns foggy, as if something is deliberately blocking me from realizing the truth.It’s never mattered much before. Honestly, I never cared. I never gave a damn about anything, not even enough to sneak into Rowan’s secret room, despite knowing every single password he uses.But this—this is different.I’ve never l
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A voice drifts through the haze of my sleep, a whisper slicing through the thick fog of unconsciousness.“Lynette.”The sound is distant at first, barely more than a breath against the silence, but then hands grasp my shoulders—too rough, too frantic. A sharp jolt rocks my body as the grip tightens, fingers pressing into my skin with a desperation that yanks me from the comfort of slumber.I groan, swatting at the unseen hands, trying to burrow back into the warmth of my blankets. But the shaking doesn’t stop. It’s insistent. Urgent.“Lynette, wake up, please. We’re in danger.”The words drift around me, sluggish and weightless, refusing to fully register. I mumble something incoherent and roll onto my side, chasing the remnants of sleep, the lingering warmth of dreams.A pause. A breath. Then, a different voice—sharper, more impatient, cutting through the haze like a knife. “Oh, let me do it!”Silence hangs for a moment, thick and heavy, before— “Lynette, you’re drooling. And Kassian
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Vampires are real. Vampires are real. Vampires are fucking real.The words hammer inside my skull, looping over and over, but they do nothing to ground me. Time distorts, stretching impossibly thin, every second dragging as if the universe itself is holding its breath.The bloodthirsty monster lunges, his face twisting into something even more grotesque midair. His already inhuman features warp—cheeks hollowing further, his mouth widening far too much, revealing rows of jagged, gleaming fangs dripping with saliva. His eyes gleam with manic hunger, locking onto me like a predator savoring the moment before the kill.My breath catches. A sharp, involuntary inhale.Every instinct in me screams to move, but I can’t. My body feels disconnected, as if my mind is still trying to catch up with the sheer impossibility of what I’m seeing.If I were the type to faint, this would be the moment. The fear—the shock—is suffocating, pressing down on me so hard my limbs feel like dead weight. But I do
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“Please, don’t be afraid of me,” Zalie sobs, her voice raw with desperation. “I’d never hurt you, Lynette. Please…” she reaches for me again, but before her fingers can so much as graze my skin, Ivanna yanks her back.“Don’t, Zalie,” she says firmly. “You’ll scare her more than she already is.”Scare me? More? The room is still spinning, my chest tightening with something I can’t name. The sharp scent of blood lingers in the air, iron-thick, curling in my throat. The horror of everything I’ve seen—the bodies, the monsters, the things I cannot unsee—sits like a lead weight in my stomach. And yet, even through the panic clawing at me, a strange numbness has settled in, wrapping itself around my mind like a fog, dulling the sharp edges of reality.“She’s actually taking this better than Lyla did,” Ivanna continues, her voice attempting to sound light but failing. “She’s not screaming the roof down or collapsing—”“That’s because I never collapse.” The words tumble out before I can think.
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Kassian’s POVI sit where I’ve been since I brought Lynette here, unmoving, my elbows resting on my knees, my face buried in my hands. The cool evening air bites at my skin, but I barely feel it. The dim glow of the hospital’s exterior lights barely reach where I sit on the staircase, shrouded in the quiet hum of distant voices and the occasional passing people. The scent of antiseptic lingers in the air, mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood.Fenrir and I are already mourning.Already grieving what hasn’t even happened yet. Because the moment she wakes up, she’ll say the words. The words that will sever our bond, that will strip away the one thing I have ever truly needed. She will reject me. And there won’t be a damn thing I can do about it.She’s clever enough to understand what this is, what I am. She knows the power she holds. And she has every right to wield it because what kind of life can I even offer her? A monster like me?To the pack, Rowan had been trying to claim L
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I feel a sharp, involuntary pang in my chest. I don’t know whether it’s envy, doubt, or just the gnawing ache of knowing I might not be so lucky.“Lynette is human,” I mutter, voice tight.“An exceptional one at that,” Zalie counters without hesitation, her eyes gleaming with something like reverence. Despite myself, despite the anxiety chewing at my insides, I find my lips twitching in agreement. She’s right. Lynette isn’t like anyone else.“And—” Zalie lifts a single finger, grinning. “She has that ridiculously analytic brain of hers. What she can’t fathom, she theorizes. And once she forms a theory, she accepts it. That way, she won’t make a mistake in haste.”She leans in slightly, voice dropping to something almost teasing. “She won’t reject you, Kassian. At the very least… not instantly.”I glare at her, irritation flaring in my chest. “Are you trying to comfort me or give me high blood pressure?”She giggles. “Who says I can’t do both?”Before I can react, she suddenly throws h
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Shadows coil like serpents along the towering pillars of the throne room, stretching beneath the flickering torches that cast a wavering, amber glow upon the ancient stone. The walls, adorned with intricate carvings of battles long forgotten, bear the weight of time, their once-pristine engravings softened by age yet no less commanding. Gilded candelabras stand like sentinels, their waxen tears hardened from centuries of silent vigil. The air is thick with the heady scent of burning resin, mingling with something darker—sandalwood and myrrh. A damp chill lingers in the corners, not of decay, but of something veiled, something watching, waiting in the hush of the grand and haunted chamber.A man kneels before the black throne, his chest heaving, sweat gleaming on his pallid forehead despite the cold. “My Lord,” he gasps, his voice wheezy from the exertion of running. He bows so low his forehead nearly touches the slick obsidian floor, heart hammering against his ribs.The throne looms
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The vineyard stretches in endless rows, bathed in the golden hues of the late afternoon sun. A gentle breeze carries the rich scent of ripening grapes and the faint sweetness of wildflowers lining the narrow pathway. The air hums with the quiet symphony of rustling leaves and distant birdsong.His fingers glide over the delicate petals of the pathway flowers, feeling their fragile rhythm against his calloused skin, as though they, too, pulse with life. The magic of nature has never ceased to captivate him, even after all these years. Where others might grow indifferent, he remains awestruck, bound to its quiet wonders.“A mortal blessed by the goddess of nature herself ought to feel that way.”The voice is a melodic ripple through the serene silence, yet it startles him, sending a jolt through his spine. He whirls around, heart hammering against his ribs, prepared to confront the intruder. But what he sees is not at all what he expected.Before him, crouched beside the flowers, is a w
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Across the room, Kassian remains unmoving. His mind is a haze of static, his thoughts tangled in a thick web of denial. He watches them press their hands against Lynette’s lifeless form, listens to their frantic attempts to revive her, but none of it registers. She’s not dead.She’s just… sleeping.She’ll wake up soon. She has to.Something deep inside him pulses, hollow and aching. The mate bond—the once-constant hum of connection—has been severed, leaving behind nothing but a vast, unbearable emptiness. He feels it, deep in his soul, but he refuses to acknowledge it. Because if he does—if he admits, even for a second, that she’s really gone—he won’t survive it.His hands twitch at his sides, clenching and unclenching as his thoughts spiral.How do I live without her?How does he wake up every morning without hearing her voice? Who will roll their eyes at his brooding and call him dramatic? Who will compliment his cooking but vehemently love it more than anything? Who will read him li
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A quiet hum drifts through the dimly lit office as Oliver methodically sorts through scattered documents, the faint scent of paper mixing with the lingering traces of Kassian’s scent. Outside, the day is still, save for the distant chirping of birds, a stark contrast to the turmoil that has haunted this place for days.He steals a glance at Kassian, sprawled across the worn leather couch, his chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. There’s something almost childlike about the way he sleeps—completely at ease, his face unburdened by the grief and rage that have shadowed him since Ryker’s death. Oliver can count on one hand the number of times he’s seen his cousin sleep, and never once has it been so peaceful. Before, it was always fitful, his brows drawn tight, his body tense, as if even in slumber, he fought unseen battles. But now… now he’s at rest.A warmth spreads through Oliver’s chest, satisfaction curling around his heart like a protective shield. Justice has been ser
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It’s a good day to die.The thought crashes into my mind, and I immediately regret it. Worst possible time for jokes, Lynette.My breath is shallow, my pulse hammering against my ribs like a desperate prisoner trying to escape a cage. The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills my nose, and it almost feels as if I can perceive my own fear.I step back cautiously, my slippers sinking slightly into the forest floor, soft moss cushioning the impact. My eyes dart over my shoulder, scanning for any possible escape routes. Nothing. Thick trees enclose the area like silent spectators, their gnarled branches twisting above, casting jagged shadows in the fading sunlight. Even if I did run, what were the odds I’d make it?Slim. No—nonexistent.Panic grips me with icy fingers, tightening around my throat. My mind screams for a way out, some way to call for help. If only I had a mental link like Kassian did with his pack—something, anything to let him know I’m in danger. But I don’t. The best
Darkbound Mate Chapter 116
The quiet hum of the AC fills the office, cold air whispering through the space, blending with the faint rush of wind from the open window. Somewhere in the background, the coffee machine lets out a low gurgle. The silence is heavy. Oppressive. It settles around us like a second skin, thick enough to suffocate.I want to say something. I want to fix this. But the words lodge themselves in my throat, tangled between the fear of hurting him and the desperation to pull him back before it’s too late.Then, warmth.A gentle pressure over my fidgeting hands, stopping their restless movements.I jolt slightly at the unexpected contact, my heart skipping a beat. Kassian’s hands are warm—so warm—completely engulfing mine as if he’s trying to ground himself through me.I look up at him, breath catching at the raw emotion on his face. The sadness, the exhaustion, the fear—it’s all there, painted across his features in shades of grief and torment. His amethyst eyes, dulled with sorrow, meet mine,
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The hallway outside Kassian’s office is eerily quiet, the usual buzz of the pack absent. The air smells of old parchment, ink, and something heavier—like exhaustion and fading traces of stress-induced sweat. I take a deep breath, steadying myself before rapping my knuckles against the door.“Knock knock, it’s me!” I call out, my voice deliberately cheerful, a singsong lilt added for effect. A wide smile stretches across my lips, but inside, I’m anything but lighthearted.It has been over a week since Kassian defeated his father, and everything has changed. The pack. The leadership. Him.At the pack’s request, he revealed the truth—the real Rowan Draven had died long ago, and Kassian had been living in his place. Doubts lingered, of course. Murmurs of suspicion slithered through the media, but the CCTV footage he once hid sealed the truth. Footage proving he hadn’t been anywhere near Rowan’s death. That was the easy part. After all, back then, Kassian had dyed his hair black.I didn’t
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The arena is silent, save for the rhythmic pounding of hearts, the quiet inhales and exhales of tense bodies, and the occasional nervous shuffling of feet against the stone seating. A warm breeze drifts through the vast space, whispering through the ears of the gathered pack members, carrying the distant cries of birds and rustling leaves from beyond the towering arena walls. The scent of smoky vanilla and cream—the distinct fragrance that unites them as one—lingers in the air, blending with the individual scents of sweat, fear, and anticipation. The heavy mix of emotions clogs the atmosphere, suffocating to anyone with heightened senses.Yet, among the hundreds of anxious onlookers, one figure remains entirely unaffected.At the highest point of the arena, where the view is unobstructed, Lynette lounges with effortless ease, legs crossed as she leisurely munches on the cookies in the large bowl at her feet. Sunlight spills through the glass roof above, catching the frosty strands of
Darkbound Mate Chapter 113
The air in the pack arena is thick with tension, the faint strong scents of emotions mingling with the crisp bite of evening air. The weight of everything that has happened in the past hour presses against my chest like a boulder, suffocating, heavy.Vivian made Lynette’s demand clear, and then everything spiraled. My father—weak but still an alpha—exploded in fury, his roar shaking the very foundation of the hall. The guards tried to restrain him, but it was useless. His presence alone is enough to make seasoned warriors hesitate, their instincts screaming at them to submit. It was only when Vivian, despite her own exhaustion, used her magic to subdue him that he finally fell. But at a cost—her body shook violently, blood spilling from her lips as the spell took its toll.Then the truth unraveled, piece by piece, in the most horrifying way.I had always wondered why a powerful witch like Vivian tolerated a man like my father. Now, I know. And the knowledge is sickening.Noelle walked
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My mother stared back with wide, horrified eyes. Her lips parted, trembling, unable to form words. Then the scream that tore through her throat, so raw it sent a shiver down my spine even now, years later.She lost her mind in that moment. And in that moment, she lost everything.The gleam of the blade was the last thing I saw before she pressed it to her throat and dragged it across her skin.I remember the gurgling sound, the way the air filled with the thick, metallic scent of blood. I remember her collapsing, her body convulsing. The life draining from her eyes.And I remember him. Ryker, my so-called father, standing there. Watching.He rolled his eyes.And then he turned his back and walked away.He never turned back when I ran after him, my screams tearing from my throat as I begged him to save her. He never cared.And neither did anyone else.The pack didn’t mourn the loss of their unkind and selfish Luna. No one spoke of the pain she endured. No one cared about the woman she
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Lynette’s fingers tighten around my forearm before she lets go, stepping forward. My muscles tense instinctively, my gut twisting. What is she doing?“Lynette,” I murmur, leaning toward her, my voice low, questioning. Her sudden change of topic throws me off, her choice of words even more so. She knows what she’s doing—she has to. But why?She doesn’t look at me, but I see the way her shoulders rise and fall in a deep breath. “Trust me.”My throat bobs, and I force myself to nod, even as unease prickles beneath my skin.Then, she shifts her attention back to my father, her head tilting. “You know,” she begins, almost casually, “I thought my father was the worst man alive. But I stand corrected. Turns out, he’s top-tier garbage, while you, Ryker, take the spot of F-rank waste.”A beat of silence. Then—a strangled noise from the crowd. I hear the sharp inhale of people struggling to keep their composure, the barely stifled coughs that are most certainly hiding laughter. Even the guards
