All Chapters of A Never Meant Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21…… “Eugene…” she called loudly “Eugene!!! Where are you??!” Wearing her long apron and covering her bandaged hands, Lydia searched for Eugene within the walled forest. She knew he was not far, since there was no escape route, yet she was afraid that he might have been hurt. Lydia could remember most of last night’s events. She could remember that Eugene, her hero, was the only ne who searched for her and saver her from the coldness and loneliness. She could feel his comfy fur warming her, and could remember his powerful body holding her on his back. “Eugene!! Eugene!!” she yelled “It is me!! Lydia!!! Where are you, idiot??? I know you are around, so answer me!!! Eugene!” His odd silence worried her, as she imagined that he might be hurt or even… Dead…. Could her father’s men have killed him? That night, when they found her, they might have shot him and thrown his body away. Lydia’s heart started to ache and her legs to tremble. She was cold, tired,

Chapter 21.5.2…… The maid grabbed Noelle’s hand and drug her to where the royals were standing, talking with the royal wolves. She cleared her throat and smiled expectantly. "Oh, my apologies, girls!" the announcer exclaimed. "Let me introduce you. King Orsand, Prince Eugene, the ones you serve wholeheartedly. And you know, today the prince will be an adult!” Both of the girls dipped into low curtsies as the two men looked them over. "Happy birthday, prince Eugene.” The maid said, while Noelle kept silent as she was scared. "It is very lovely meeting the both of you.” That was when Noelle felt it. It was not strong, but it was there, again. Something. She looked up into the face of the prince and saw him staring intently at her. His gaze was focused and mesmerized, he did not have the initiative to turn around, and it was in front of everyone. How could the prince stare at a maid intimately like that?? Her heart skipped a beat, a tingling sensation started in

Chapter 23…… All of sudden, there was fog of gunpowder surrounding the area and the sound of bullets running towards them. Seven shots were fired, one after the other without a break. Dust particles rose where gunfire had covered and the sound of a wolf’s squeaking echoed in the forest, scaring away all the animals and birds. It was loud… He was ached… The fierce bullet tore the flesh at his throat and chest like sharp claws as he felt something dug into his back. Every breath dragging more and more nausea from the pit of his stomach and each labored breath reverberated threw him like sonic waves. It tortured him to move, so he held my breath and dropped without uttering a sound. Every heartbeat sent a surge of pain, as if his chest were being torn apart. In the other hand, Lydia was shocked to the core. For several moments she lied unmoving as he fell on her body and his blood soaked her clothes. She felt the muscles of her heart tighten with incredible force, her mou

Chapter 26.2…… When he had first met her, her electrifying smile had completely won him over. So too had her cupid-bow lips, her coral-black hair and her eyes of paradise-blue which glittered as clear as a mountain stream. His wounds ached with pain and his left leg throbbed. Tap. A pause. Tap-tap. A longer pause. He felt an acute pain and a ringing sound filled his head. He tried to stay upright and summon strength and for a brief moment he did. Then his left leg betrayed him and he felt a hard rap above his ear. “Man up, soldiers!” A sergeant called to plan on the prince of furies’ death. He had Hercules shoulders and a hard stare. When he raised his voice, it was as loud as bottled thunder. He glared with contempt at the young recruits who were cowering in the trench. A soldier called out to the sarge from the end of the trench. “Our men have fallen, sergeant Louis!” Sergeant Louis cursed and leaned into the ear of the recruit. He said something to the novice and ma

Chapter 27…… The world started lighting up as he opened his eyes slowly, his vision was slightly blurred and he could see a woman’s face in front of him. Her eyes were red, probably from crying for him, and her head was wrapped with bandages. He could not totally read the situation around him, but he noticed that his hands, feet, head and chest were all wrapped with bandages. “Noelle…” he murmured as he slightly opened his eyes. “Eugene…” called the girl “Eugene… Did you wake up?? Are you fully conscious now?? Say hello if you are alive!” “Where am I?” “Eugene… This is my cottage… Don’t you remember?? You were deeply injured.” An electrifying pain pulsated in his chest, reminding him of his situation. Lydia was the woman who saved and nursed him, and her face was pale, her eyes were red, her eyebrows were frowned and her breath was tight. Could she have woke up the whole night for him? “How are you feeling now??” Lydia asked. “Are you in pain? Who