All Chapters of MATE TO THE ALPHA PREDATOR : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

"You..." Cronus gaped as he gazed at the male the humans call Anaconda with recognition. "What are you doing here?""Oh, I see you two know each other," Adeladin said as he entered behind Cronus into the bar. He took his seat beside Anaconda, "Your friend here also wants the same thing you do. To get rid of your leader. He is responsible for murdering your people in cold blood, but now your leader is on his tail, so he wants to get your leader off his back."Anaconda paid him no attention. All his focus was on Cronus."Cold blood... Our crime rate is almost non-existent, and the only murder going on in Naturiah is serial killing by a psychop— Wait. You are the Wild Psychopath!?" Cronus's eyes widened with shock."And you must be The Changeling of The Facility. That's what they call you. You are the traitor of our people." He responded without batting an eyelash."You damn bastard! You have been killing off our people!" Cronus rushed to him and pumped him hard in the face. He was seet

"Ten years ago, when we were twenty-two, we were out there hanging out with a few other friends of ours when we were attacked by Wild Ones. Hundreds of them at once. Till today, I have never seen them attack in such a large pack before." His voice grave, his eyes reflected the painful memories, "We were only eight Alphas. But we fought them as much as we could. Three of our friends died in that battle. Josiah was gonna die too but our mother ran into the warzone like a mother hen.""She found out we've dissapeared from the house, so she traced our scent to the Cave of Hemar, only to stumble upon the bloody fight. Mother saved both our lives, but she died there." He swallowed tightly, "Our father blamed us for her death, but Josiah took the greater mass of his anger. I tried to tell him that Josiah didn't force me to go with him to that cave, but he never believed I went willingly. We've been hanging out there for five years. No one forced me. But it was easier for him to point fingers

On his way back to his bedroom, he deviated and went to Nalaila's dungeon room. With his sister's progress, he has become sure that his sister will never hurt innocent people, so he and Ismena are already working to get another room ready for her. One without bars and locks. He has always hated seeing her behind these bars but his sense of duty to keep his people safe had always overrode his protectiveness of his sister. Guilt assailed him as he watched the rise and fall of her furry body as she sleeps. Closing the door behind him, he walked soundlessly to one side of the room and lowered himself to the floor with his back pressing again the wall. He sat there, watching her sleep. He lost himself in the thought of the past, the good part of the past, the time way before their captivity when Nalaila was all play, all smile and all...mortal form. She will be twenty-nine next month. What will she look like as a twenty-eight-year-old female? His sister was just a beautiful girl

***Four Weeks Later***"Are you sure you don't want to have breakfast? If you lose the tiniest bit of weight before the Alpha King comes back, I will be in so much trouble, Rahinna. Please, have breakfast." Mirian said in concern.Ismena swallowed down another wave of nausea before she gave the older woman a reassuring smile. "I'm fine, Mirian. I just don't feel like having breakfast.""You've not felt like having breakfast for some time now." The older woman muttered."Some days are like that, Mirian. It's probably because I didn't get enough sleep last night, and I'm feeling dizzy now. Once I sleep, I'll be so much better."Mirian hesitated, "I know you're missing the Alpha King, but he will be back soon. Stop losing sleep over it, Rahinna. I'm sure the Alpha King will not like it when he finds out."Ismena didn't say anything to that. She indeed misses Wolfaraine so much, but she wasn't sure Mirian understood just how much she was craving for him. She misses him to the depth of her

Author short note: We are nearing the end of our journey. ..."Werewolf Alpha and Head Sentinel, Adanel? Do you think it's him?" Degar referred to Alphose."Thinking about it, it seems much more likely to be him. The male barely talks. He was among the Wolves that were kidnapped eighteen years ago and experimented on. He was very strong to survive it, but I feel like there's something almost...feral in his eyes." Degar expressed calculatingly."Not to mention that his mate died. He has every reason to become a killer. He is the Wild Psychopath!" Alphose yelled, enraged, "Let's go get that motherfucker and torture him the changeling way until he tells the truth!"Degar glanced at Wolfaraine, "What do you think, Alpha King? Should we go and capture him? He has to pay for everything he has done!"Adanel. Everything in Wolfaraine denied that knowledge. It is not Adanel. It cannot be, he roared inwardly in denial.They walked out of hell together, the both of them. He was the reason Ada