All Chapters of Mates: Regrets and Redemption: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

-VANCE'S POV-Chills prickled my skin as my wolf realized the danger. The sharp, gray dolomite spearhead sliced my hand as I caught it inches from Sianna's face and my blood spilled.Sianna froze in shock, breathing fast, shallow breaths, staring aimlessly. Confusion and alarm washed through Sianna as her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open.Red rage. A thunderous growl vented from my chest, shaking the ground so that even the building trembled from my wrathful outburst.“Elites, your Luna was attacked from the west end of the forest from the ballroom. Find the assassin now!” I commanded through the mind-link. “I want him alive.”A million things ran through my mind that caused me to curse several expletives. The attacker had been in position for a while on a tree branch since the balcony was numerous feet high and it was a straight shot, not slant or curved. He watched me fuck my mate as he waited for a clearing to fire the Dolomite spear.The target was Sianna, not me. With my b

-VANCE’S POV-It was Sianna who charged at Ezekiel this time. She blew a fuse at the mention of our pup. Rage consumed her. I held her around the waist to stop her cute little attack. She fought against me but my robust strength kept her feet from moving forward.He was the creepy Alpha who had been stalking Sianna with his presence all night and was very much an accomplice of the mermaid.“No-no,” Ezekiel cried in desperation. His face was stained with tears. “I would never go against you, my king! It was her, the fucking mermaid!”“Foolish son of a bitch.” Gong spat out in hatred.“He’s good as dead.” I heard Basil say.Several other murmurs sluiced and I silenced them with a fierce growl. “Enough!” The crowd went immediately quiet and still as a statue, and I continued, “Do you know the consequences of what could have transpired tonight? Do you think that if I had lost my mate that there would be any excuse in the world that you could have given me?”My arms tightened around Sianna

-SIANNA’S POV –“Cleo and I are heading for lunch. Are you coming?” Keisha offered after I answered my cell phone.“Vance and I have decided to eat together. Tomorrow might be a better day.” I had to take a rain check. My mate claimed that he was on his way and I cannot shake the feeling my wolf gave me earlier about some woman fiddling with him.“Alright, later.”“Bye-bye.” I hung up the phone and rolled my shoulders.I closed the patient file, placing it down on the pile before me. I took up the big folder to my right that enlisted all the patients in the hospital to assess their reason for being admitted. I was in the medic room, sitting behind my white desk. My major concern rested with the women and children in ensuring the abused ones were being catered to by law enforcement and with proper counseling.With Mom still being the Chief Medical Officer for the region, my work was a bit easier. Since she enjoyed her job so much. I don’t know how Dad did it when, in werewolf society,

Sleep paralysis: when you cannot move or speak while waking up or falling asleep. It can be scary but harmless and also be accompanied by a sleep-related hallucination, which can be simple images or more complex.-VALEN’S POV-“Oh my God….someone…..help me!” The girl ran through the nicotine-brown forest screaming.Even though the charring autumn sun was beating her down, she appeared to have an exceptionally porcelain white complexion, and her multi-toned beach wave hair of deep grey to teal blue was tied in a delicate knot at the nape of her neck, giving the impression of being very long.A ferocious pride of lions relentlessly chased her as she tried her best to get away from them and jumped into a yucky algae-covered pond. Swimming a few meters to provide space between her and the hunters, she re-emerged on the muddy banks. Footprints carved their memoirs as her black high-top sneakers walked on. She fell twice in the slippery dampness, resulting in her hands, knees, and feet bein

-VALEN’S POV -"Argh!"Releasing a discordantly frightening shout that disturbed the quietness of the night, I jolted up in bed, shuddering, terrified, and in a cold sweat.Clutching at my heart where the mermaid had clawed the life out of me, I was wrestling with the other hand, the void of impassive air.Staring wide-eyed in the darkness, a gentle palm cradled my cheeks. As my chest erratically heaved, I saw nothing until the hallucinations wilted.Goosebumps rose all over my body from the overwhelming arctic chill that loitered. My head ached and my hand moved to my forehead to wipe the beads of perspiration that tarried.I wasn’t aware that someone had rushed into my large bedroom to be at my side. My thoughts were jumbled. I could not tell whether I was alive and in the pitch darkness of my bedroom or had I died and crossed into the gloomy blackness of death.I blinked a few times before being certain that this was real.“Valen!” Her forehead pressed on mine and warmth embraced m