All Chapters of Torn Between Mates: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ArielI crash into the portal like a comet, not caring about the building I use for my landing pad. Alastor is angry, letting a bright fire come out through my mouth as vampires surround us.The sky is salmon-colored, speaking of the battle to come, but I intend on never letting it happen. My talons release the building, and debris falls to the ground, ending the life of some brave vampire soldiers in the making.My eyes remain cold and distant as I walk over bodies belonging to vampire soldiers. Caring is for the weak—I'm not here to save anyone. My mate, my beautiful pregnant mate, is destined to end Catherine, but she shouldn't be fighting in her state. Therefore I intend on offering everything to end Catherine's reign.There is a secret I haven't told anyone, a weapon no one knows of that can kill the cruel vampire—a dragon's very soul can take another life with them to the grave. All I need to do is sacrifice my life in front of Catherine

JennaCatherine avoids every move I throw at her, sliding away from my ferocious punches with finesse, and then she laughs in glee when I try to kick her. Her blonde hair is flowing in the wind, and the woman dramatically fakes yawn and slaps her fingertips against her brightly colored lips as I miss another chance to end her life.Catherine looks as if she is having fun; the idea of her loving every moment of this knocks me breathless. Her golden hair frames her face, and her thin, more fragile figure makes her look elegant. I believe women of her time had been expected to look that way, strict and slim without a mind of their own.But the delicate features of her body don't make Catherine less of a fighter. Her eyes constantly observe me, calculating my next move before I have even planned it out myself. She is a formidable contender; her velvet dress and eyes would have made her look innocent if it weren't for the bloodthirst displayed within her eyes.

JennaOpening your eyes to the music of rain smacking against a window must be the best feeling in the world; at least, it's the sound that I love the most.Smiling, I roll around in bedsheets that smell like detergent and heavenly apples. The winds are howling outside, gossiping about storms and open oceans, and I stretch my arm, freezing when I end up touching something hot and solid.Something warm moves over my hand, and I open my eyes to find Ariel staring into my face. His larger hand is placed over mine, holding it over his beating heart. Dark circles surround his eyes—Ariel looks like he has been awake for decades. Yet, a smile carries its way to his lips as he openly studies my face."You're awake..." Ariel sounds surprised, but more than anything, he seems happy; his eyes are already tearing up. I barely get a chance to collect my thoughts and look around before I'm wrapped up in a hug, squeezed like a burrito to his chest. The guy manages

Blaze I'm sitting on the top balcony, looking out over the magical realm with the wind hitting me in the face. I dangle my legs, letting my toes curl and unfold. For the first time in forever, I feel at peace. Catherine is no longer alive, and so, my ancestors may rest. "So it's here you are." A million shivers crawl up my spine hearing Jenna's voice, but I keep my gaze locked on the clouds. She picked Ariel, yet I'm too lost in her to leave this hotel behind. I'm not sure how the stinking dragon managed to move it to the magical realm, but I guess this is the only place ready for us mythical creatures. "Here I am..." Jenna silently takes a seat next to me, her scent hitting my nose and making me stare down at her hand resting next to mine. My heart squeezes inside my chest, letting me know the mate-bond is still there. Even now, all I want is to tackle Jenna to the ground and steal her away from Ariel. "You know, I've been won

Jenna I'm holding my baby girl in my arms, smiling up at Ariel while he tries to soothe our crying boy. Blaze is trying to piece together a lamp we bought from IKEA. Everything seems right with the world. I've finally accepted that I'm a vampire and that it's not a death sentence. I'm happy. I have the two most wonderful men for mates, and they get along with each other. Sex is great, and we have two beautiful children, soon three—what else could I ask for? "You're such a little troublemaker, aren't you?" Ariel kisses Hayden's forehead. The two baby twins are pure-blooded vampires, and the father is Ariel. I smile over at the vampire boy. We named the twins Hayley and Hayden. I guess it's a shout-out to Hannah. My heart misses her, even if she hasn't replied to any of my letters. She wants a war to unfold between our kingdoms while I seek peace. I don't understand where her bloodthirst comes from—we are both mothers, war is the last thing we s