All Chapters of The Cruel Alpha's Fated Bride: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Xavier I fixed my gaze on Sage, his eyes filled with disbelief, and then shifted my attention to Lia’s lifeless body sprawled on the ground. Was my recklessness the cause of this tragedy? In the midst of the chaos, “Sage … I,” I noticed a subtle shake of her head, an inexplicable act, before she hurriedly went to Cole’s side. A peculiar choice, I thought. As I looked down at Lia, a sense of foreboding washed over me. The tension within my pack grew palpable, mirroring their shared belief that my punishment for Lia had been too severe. I gaze at Sage, her tear-stained face, as Cole attempts to console her. His words are a gentle whisper, barely audible, as she convulses with pain. The sound of her sobs fills the air, echoing in my ears. I clench my teeth, knowing that I am the cause of her agony. Regret floods me, but I understand that there is no turning back. I had to do what was necessary. Breaking the heavy silence, I speak up, my voice cutting through Sage’s cries. “We must aid t

Xavier Gasping for breath, I inhale deeply, my lungs filling with the much-needed air. As the oxygen floods my body, my senses awaken, bringing me back to reality. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, its rhythmic beats reverberating through my entire being. Panic sets in, knowing what this means. She, the one who possesses the extraordinary ability to heal, is about to forget again. She has been tirelessly healing my pack and now me, but this time, I should have been dead... What will become of her? Will she forget me? I open my eyes, everything coming into focus. I fixate on her beautiful face, illuminated by a beams of sunlight. I can feel the warmth of her body as I clutch her tightly to me. But then, a sudden jolt of terror courses through me as her eyes roll back into her skull. Panic takes hold, but I remind myself that she’s only passed out; her heart still beats, a steady rhythm against my chest. The metallic tang of blood hangs in the air, mixing with the scent of mud

Xavier I lost track of time since Renna was admitted to the hospital. I had briefly left to attend the funerals and meet my new pack members, but I remained by her side. Several days had passed, and still, she hadn’t regained consciousness. The only thing that kept me going was the reassuring thump of her heart, its steady rhythm providing a glimmer of hope amidst the despair. I sat there, my stomach empty and my eyelids heavy from sleep deprivation. All I yearned for was her recovery. “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you love,” I pleaded, desperate for her forgiveness. The weight of guilt consumed me entirely, knowing that this was all my doing, my punishment for disregarding her warnings. If only I had listened, we could have prevented this catastrophe. I raked my fingers through my dishevelled hair, a repetitive action born out of sheer madness. The raging turmoil within me was mirrored by my wolf, seething with anger at the sight of her suffering. She had mentioned Sage and Cole, and

Xavier We patiently waited for Renna to settle in, giving her a few days to find her bearings. Though she couldn’t recall my identity, the doctor assured us that being in the comfort of our own home would aid in triggering her memory. The familiar sights, the soothing scents, and the comforting ambiance of home were believed to be the key to her recovery. I prayed that my efforts were sufficient, but her wariness lingered, tormenting me. The urge to embrace and kiss her consumed me, but I couldn’t bear to see fear in my mate’s eyes. The weight of her past amplified my struggle; everyone she recalls is gone, leaving me alone to reassure her. It’s a battle of my words against her fading memories, an agonizing challenge. The doctor’s words echoed in my mind, leaving me with a heavy heart. There was no time frame for this, no definitive end in sight. All I could do was hope that once we returned home, things would improve. But the thought of not being able to sleep beside her, to feel t

Renna I had spent a week in my so-called home, surrounded by familiar yet unfamiliar faces. Xavier, my companion, had rarely shown up at his workplace, instead opting to take me to my former workplace. There, amidst the bustling sounds and smells, I encountered a girl named Elara, her laughter filling the air like a melodic symphony, and a guy called Leo, his presence commanding yet comforting. Now, Leo had risen to the rank of beta within the pack. But as I observed them, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought that they could be more than mere acquaintances. They could be my long-lost siblings, hidden in the depths of my forgotten memories. Xavier’s words echoed in my ears, leaving me with a sense of emptiness. He claimed that I was an orphan, with no remaining family except for him. Conflicting emotions surged within me, unsure of how to process this revelation. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, my gaze fixated on the sight of my mate mark, while occasionally stealing glances at