All Chapters of Alpha of Alphas - The Lycan's Impossible Mate: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Kane's POVI lean back on the couch, one arm behind my head, trying not to give in to my broken heart. I didn’t expect it. I thought that I’d feel nothing because I have Willow, but I was wrong. It wasn’t as bad as the first time, but the longing and pain caused by the broken bond is unmistakable.I hear my mate in the bedroom, singing to our son while she nurses him, and concentrate on that, on my love for them and her love for me. It was her love that broke Dani’s hold over me, when she stood by my side, refusing to leave even though it hurt her to be a part of it. She never wavered, never doubted me. Maybe her love and trust will help me heal again.I’m aware of Willow walking towards me, but don’t open my eyes to look at her. “It still hurts, huh?”“Yes. But it’s not like the first time. I don’t feel like I want to die.” That part is true enough. I grunt and sit upright, opening my eyes so I can look at her. “I’m sorry…I know this hurts you too.”She shrugs. She hasn’t said a word

The rooms in the South wing are magnificent. Despite the dust and debris of years of neglect, the structure is still sound. It’s as if the previous occupants simply up and disappeared, leaving all their belongings behind. All over the place, I find remnants of their life. Crumbling clothes, clunky shoes, a broken porcelain doll. I could spend days in here, just rummaging around, looking at all the history they left behind. I pick an odd black and white photograph up and stare at it. In it, are four people lying on an old-fashioned bed with copper posts – a mother, father, and two children, all of them asleep. “This is weird,” I say and turn the photograph over. “Josiah Madden and family.” “Let me see,” Kane says and holds out his hand. “Oh. They’re all dead. It’s a memento mori.” “A what?” “Back in the Victorian era, having your photograph taken was expensive, so families would only take pictures of their loved ones after they died. Memento mori means, ‘Remember that you must die.

We stand outside the circle, waiting for only Kane knows what. He was right, it is bitterly cold tonight, and after twenty minutes of just standing around, my teeth are chattering and my hands have gone numb. “I told you to get proper winter clothes,” Kane says as he shrugs out of his jacket and drapes it over my shoulders. “Look at you. You’re frozen solid.”“T-t-t-t-tuh-ake back your d-d-d-d-du-ham juh-juh-hacket,” I manage to stutter out through my cold-clenched jaw.“Just because you’re angry at me, doesn’t mean you have to freeze to death.”He cups my hands in his and blows warm air onto the solid blocks of ice that used to be my fingers, before vigorously rubbing them back to life. I’m too cold to argue with him. “There, isn’t that better?”“Yes,” I admit, albeit begrudgingly. “Aren’t you cold?”“No.”“Can we shift yet?” I ask hopefully, knowing Suri is much better equipped to handle the sudden drop in temperatures than I am.“Not yet.”“What are we waiting for?”He points to so

Kane’s POV: Thankfully Willow pumped yesterday and I can feed little Adare twice before I need to wake her to nurse him. Half asleep, she sits up and takes the boy to feed him, leaning back against the headrest and going straight back to sleep while nursing. I stay with her to make sure Adare doesn't fall out of her arms, and when they’re done I bring him into the living room with me. I strap him into his pram and leave a note for Willow. *Went for a walk with Adare. Food in the microwave.* The castle is quiet, as it always is after the full moon. The only thing that stirs is the sleepy guards who jump to attention when they see me approach, but slump right back into their dopey states as soon as I pass them. We are at our most vulnerable right after the full moon, but every wolf here has the ability to wake up fast and be ready for an attack in minutes. I walk along the perfectly paved paths, listening to Adare making cooing sounds as we go. It’s a beautiful day. The only thing th

Kane's POV The one thing Willow and I didn’t bargain on, and we should have, was that I’d be able to feel everything she felt. That catastrophic mistake doesn't become clear to me until a few minutes later, when she starts to break Agatha's spell. I barely make it down the stairs when a psychic pain so deep and profound rips through me that it renders me immobile. I fall against the mildewy wall and slide to the floor, just barely holding on to the pup. The safest place for him is the floor. It’s hard and dirty, but at least I won’t drop him. “Mother,” I mind link with Erica. “Are you awake?” “Yes.” She sounds sleepy, but she’s an experienced wolf who can handle the full moon shift much better than a young one. “Is something the matter?” The last time I contacted her after a full moon was right after Willow's first shift. “I need you to come and get Adare.” “Why?” My hands clench into fists. Something dark is coming. Dark and dangerous. For a moment, the whole world goes black