All Chapters of The Bite Of My Mate : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lucy’s heart pounded. Did she see him? Did she recognize him?Aiden didn't move. He was still as stoned, his breathing controlled, almost naturally so. That was Aiden. Even when he was scared, it was difficult to know it. He had always had this calm demeanor.Marie rubbed her face again, sitting up slightly. Her vision was still blurry. Lucy felt her chest tightened. If she recognized Aiden, what would she do? Would she scream? Would she panic? Would she run outside of the room because of fear?It was about time to find words to say. Marie would probably jolt out of the mattress and would probably scream if she was to know that Aiden was inside their room. That's who she was—the shock and surprise would make her feel uncomfortable. The guards were still walking around in search of who had been in the pack uninvited. Lucy's mind raced for a solution as she heard their steps. Marie blinked once and yawned. The sleep was evident on her face. It was like her sleeping hours had not yet co

The night was deep, the pack hushed beneath the retreating room, shadows stretching in against the dying silver light. Aiden knelt beside Lucy, his sharp gaze never leaving her face. She had been like this for hours, her body still except for the occasional shiver, her breathing unsteady.He had stayed by her side, watching, waiting. He had seen many things in his lifetime—seen warriors fall, seen wolves succumb to wounds they couldn't heal—but watching her like this, caught between pain and something he couldn't quite place, unsettled him in a way he didn't like to admit.Then, it happened. Lucy stirred.Aiden straightened, watching her fingers twitched against the cold ground. Her lashes fluttered, a deep inhale filling her lungs as if she had been holding her breath for too long. And then, with sharp gaps, her eyes flew open.For a moment, she seemed lost, her gaze darting around as if trying to place herself in reality. Aiden moved instinctively, his knee pressing into the dirt as

The world around them was slowly waking up. The dark day had begun to soften as a faint glow stretched across the horizon—an evident signal that the dawn was approaching and probably, was almost upon them. The birds were stirring in the trees, their soft melodies drifting through the air, but Aiden barely heard them. His focus was on Lucy—on the way her body trembled against his, on the deep growls that tore from her throat, on the way she clawed at his arms as if she was trying to fight off something unseen.He held his grip firmly on her, refusing to let go, like a dog holding onto a bone with its mouth. He could feel the raw energy radiating from her, the power struggling to break free. He had seen transformations before. He had witnessed wolves shift countless times, but this—this seemed different from the other times. Lucy was different.Her body was twisted in his arms. Her breath was fast and ragged and her skin was feverish beneath his touch. “Don't hold back,” he told her, h

Lucy's eyes burned bright red as she stared at the figure that was distant from her. Her body was still tense, her claws digging deep into the ground, creating marks and shapes as they made contact. The air around her felt somehow heavy, thick with threat and danger. Aiden knew she was thinking straight—her wolf had taken over. Her wolf had never been let out and now that it had, everything around it felt like a threat… she wouldn't want to go back to that state where her wolf was locked.The figure standing a short distance away trembled, her hands shaking by her sides. It was Isabella. Aiden recognized her scent before his eyes fully adjusted. She stood frozen, her face a pale-like color and her mouth slightly open as if she wanted to speak but could not.“Who is that?” she whispered under her breath, her voice barely audible. Aiden could hear the confusion in her tone, the disbelief. She didn't know who or what she was looking at. But sure, she could tell it was something differen

Leo walked with heavy steps, his fists clenching tighter with each stride. The sun was higher now, warming the air, but the heat inside him burned hotter. Isabella's words played over and over in his mind—Lucy was the wolf. And Aiden was there with her.He had suspected something was off for a while. Aiden's movement has always been too careful, too quiet. But without proof. It was nothing more than a feeling. Now, there was no doubt left. Aiden had been helping Lucy and without doubt was the one who unlocked her wolf. He had done it right under his nose, in his pack without leaving a single trace. Leo's jaw tightened as he thought about the night he had smelled blood on Aiden's fingers. He had brushed it off then, convincing himself it couldn't be Lucy. After all, she wasn't supposed to be out of her room. But now, it all made sense. Aiden had been watching her and protecting her this entire time. And what had he been doing—that got him angry as he wished it should be him doing all