All Chapters of MATED TO THE COLD BLOODED ALPHA: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ANTONELLA’S POVMy face has had rounds of wet tears getting dry for some time now. I was exhausted and weak. And Xavier was still unconscious but at least he was breathing. At first I thought that they had finally killed him.I stayed close to his body when the men left. Hoping that he was going to wake up soon but it’s been at least two hours already and I was beginning to get worried for him.Each minute with my thoughts did nothing but make my head bang from all the confusion that had accumulated into a massive migraine.Who were these men and why had they taken us captive?My father was the only person I knew to make enemies that were out to get me. I was always the target and I should have been the only one they took away. Why did they have to sedate Xavier when they came around?They could have jumped me while I was asleep. At least that way he would not have been taken too and I’d be more than pleased to go through all of this alone.“Are you sure about that?” my wolf chipped i

SALVADOR’S POVHer lips were soft; too soft it was hard to control myself from actually eating them up. I had a hand on her face, cupping it and cocking it to the side so I could kiss her deeper. Suddenly my wounds didn’t feel so bad. No they didn’t. In fact, I think they’ve healed up already.I didn’t know if she felt it to but I wanted to believe that she felt the spark, the jolt of electricity that seemed to be building up the longer we kissed. I didn’t want to stop and she didn’t push me away either which meant, she wanted this as much as I did.I pulled her onto my lap so she was straddling me and I continued to move my lips with hers. What started off as sweet, innocent and soft grew into something more intense. Hungry, lustful and filled with passion.Somehow it just wasn’t that, there was also a hint of frustration that laced with our kiss that just kept us going. We had been through so much together that now seemed like it was an impossible reality.But here we were, lips loc

XAVIER’S POVI shut my eyes, not wanting to see the one person I wanted more than anything get killed right in front of me. Knowing there was nothing I could do to help or save her.The whole room got quiet in an instant, in a way that said only the dead could be here.I was losing my mind torn between wanting to kill two people and not being able to and trying to save Antonella. All that rang in my ear were her screams and I thought I heard her.I couldn’t understand anything, not even a tad bit of what was going on.I knew Hermes was a piece of shit but I thought he really liked Antonella.Next thing I heard was the door being kicked down, wolves from the Silver moon pouncing through and Danny making his appearance known. I don’t think I had ever been happy to see him like I was at the moment. I had so many questions for him, the first being how he found us but now wasn’t the time to focus on that.My eyes darted to Antonella, luckily she was still alive and Eric stood in shock with

ANTONELLA’S POVI didn’t think it was possible to feel the way I felt last night. Before I slept off, I tried so hard to keep my eyes on Xavier. A part of me feared that he was going to disappear from the dream I thought he came out from. Even though I could feel him, I felt all of his last night, I was still scared he was going to wake up and regret what has happened.And when I opened my eyes this morning, his side of the bed was empty and I was left alone. I couldn’t help the sadness that wrapped my heart. My fears had become reality. I had hoped that last night would have brought us closer to some degree.I didn’t want to cry, even though I could feel the tear force their way out. I blinked rapidly, telling myself that it was too early to be in tears. When I raised myself up into a sitting position and my eyes got the sight of something on the bed.I moved towards it and lifted it to realize it was a dress. Beside it was a note.“Whatever you’re thinking, don’t. I still want you.

ANTONELLA’S POVI was more than hurt. I was angry and heartbroken. I didn’t want to cry especially over something I had no control over but I couldn’t stop the tears from rolling over.I hated my life.Why couldn’t I just get a break for one day?Did I mention that I was angry?My fists clenched and unclenched and I felt like I wanted to punch something.Just for today I thought that things would finally settle and fall in place for me. That I would finally be able to have my happy ending but I was wrong.The evening might have started out perfect but nothing about the way it ended was. I stood in the bathroom, staring at the girl in front of me.I hated her, the way her face looked exactly like her father’s a reminder of the kind of monster he was.I hated that the only thing people could see was a reminder of the pain and anguish my father had caused them, the things and people he took from them. I hated all of it.I felt like I needed a change of face or something.All I ever wante