All Chapters of Second Fated Mate : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

After Killian pulled my mum away from me, he carried her to the living room. I stood there dazed wondering how the woman that I thought loved me endlessly would resort to violence in only a few minutes. Though I tried to understand that she was feeling angry, I still could not imagine how she would purposely want to inflict pain on me with pain. She would do anything for her son. I knew I was not her daughter anymore but I wondered where the memories had gone. Nevertheless, her anger and inexplicable rage was called for. I almost killed her son. I mean, he might die and it was all my fault, I was so stupid so gullible that Paula could play a joke on me. I couldn't hate my mother for what she did. She had let her emotions take the lead and it was very understandable because I tried to kill her son. From Killian's words, he needed to fight this, but what if he loses the fight? What if he died? Would people blame me or Paula? Of course they would blame me. It was my stupidity that m

Esmeralda's POV I had never even thought that the person who could've bitten Izan would be Mikel. The thought had never crossed my mind. I had been so worried about his life that I didn't take a minute to even try to think of how he turned into a werewolf. He was bitten. He wasn't just bitten, he was bitten by Mikel. My mate, the scumbag in my life. I looked into Izan's eyes and I could tell that after he heard those words from Mikel, an unpleasant feeling sparked up inside him. His eyes were fragile and it mirrored his heart. Izan was scared of Mikel. Maybe it was how he was bitten or something else but he really was scared of him. And Mikel didn't even seem like he cared about how Izan was feeling. What mattered most to him was building a pack irrespective of the people he bites, irrespective of their feelings whether they wanted it or not. Mikel didn't care. The other thing that he bothered himself about was finding the pure blood wolf. It was not in Killian's itinerary to

Killian's POV I was standing in between the two women that I cared about the most. However it was different, I loved Esmeralda but Paula was the one carrying my child. If I remember vividly, this was the first time that the two of them were on the same page. They never really did see eye to eye. Paula hated everything about Esmeralda and Esmeralda equally hated her. The reason for Paula's displeasure towards Esmeralda I could understand; she hated her because deep down she knew that I loved Esmeralda and she didn't want that. She wasn't in for that life. But neither was I. If it was up to me, I would choose Esmeralda. She was my mate afterall and making the same mistake my father made was something I didn't want to do. I knew about Paula's resentment towards Esmeralda but Esmeralda's reason for hating Paula, I didn't know about. I couldn't even pinpoint exactly when it started or how it started, I just only remembered that it obviously did start. Esmeralda just woke up and hated

Esmeralda's POV. The shadow kept going into the kitchen. I was skeptical about it but I was curious, I wanted to see who or what the shadow was. A part of me thought it was Paula, but there was no reason why Paula would be sneaking up on me or doing whatever the shadow was doing. Somehow, I managed to scare myself. I was terrified. I was worried for myself, for my mother, for my brother and for Killian. There was no reason why I should be worried about Killian but I was. I was worried about him. I feared that that shadow had a partner that was here for Killian, I was scared that it had come to test out strength with Killian or to assassinate him. That moment, I wanted to turn around and run towards Killian, to make sure he was okay. But then I thought: I wasn't sure that that shadow had a partner, I needed to keep it busy, if Killian was alright, he must've heard my scream and he would surely join me in no time. I walked at a normal pace, following the flashes of the shadow I

Esmeralda's POV The realization that I could not escape from this place that Frederick had captured me in was pressing hard against my consciousness. I was feeling that I was about to draw my last breath but everytime the thought crosses my mind, I take in another breath. And I thought about it every second and even the spaces between seconds. I paced around the room frantically like I was standing on hot lava and if I stood at one place, I would get obliterated. I still could not comprehend the reason why he would kidnap me. He had said he wanted to use me to unite all the packs in the city. I couldn't understand why he wanted to use me. What importance was there of me? My eyes fell on the clothes on the bed. The guards that brought me here had told me to take a bath and change. I had no idea why, they didn't give me a reason. I walked to the bed. The dress was blue. It was a sunflower dress that had orange and white floral prints on it. I had to admit, it was a very beautiful