All Chapters of TETHERED : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

DAHLIAPacing around the small, dimly lit room, I tried to piece together how I had ended up here. My mind was a jumbled mess of confusion and fear. One moment, I was in my room, preparing to sleep, and the next, I woke up in this unfamiliar place. Zac. It had to be him. He was the only person who had been hounding me relentlessly. But how had he managed to bring me here without my knowledge? My thoughts raced, and I felt a surge of panic rising within me.Desperate to escape, I attempted to use my magic to blast the door open. Concentrating, I summoned my energy, but as I released it, a weak, sputtering light barely reached the door before fizzling out. I staggered backwards, falling onto my butt, my breath coming in short gasps. What had happened to me? Why was my magic so feeble?Fear surged through me, my heart pounding in my chest. My magic had always been strong and reliable. To feel it so drained, so powerless, was terrifying. I tried to calm myself, but the sense of helplessne

KEILAHAs the words hung in the air between us, I could feel the weight of their truth, and I waited with bated breath for his response, hoping against hope that somewhere within him, he would feel the echo of our bond despite the enchantment clouding his memory.His eyes narrowed, suspicion clouding his gaze as he stepped closer. “You’re delusional,” he spat, his voice cold. “Get out before I make you.”Pain tightened my throat, but I held my ground, refusing to let his words deter me. “I won't leave you, Ralph,” I whispered fiercely, my voice breaking with emotion. I knew he was still in there somewhere. The Ralph I first met was a merciless one who would have killed me by now because he couldn't bear to breathe the same air as any human. And I was a human standing in his room, claiming to be his mate, which would have made him berserk. Yet, he was playing it cool. This meant that despite Dahlia erasing his memory of me, a part of his mind still held onto me. “Even if you don’t reme

KEILAH I hesitated, clutching the thread tightly. "This?" I asked, my voice wary. "What do you want with it?"The woman's eyes softened, but urgency lingered in her gaze. "It's a key," she explained, her voice gentle yet insistent. "Without it, I can not help you fully. Trust me, Keilah."The fact that she knew my name without an introduction should have alarmed me, but instead, it brought a strange sense of reassurance. Still, I couldn't ignore the nagging doubt that lingered. "How do I know I can trust you?"She stepped closer, the mist of the shower parting around her like a curtain. "Because I am the only one who can see the threads that bind your destiny to Ralph's. And because I want to help you untangle the mess Dahlia has made."I took a deep breath, weighing my options. Finally, I unwrapped the thread from my wrist and held it out to her. Her fingers brushed through mine A relieved smile crossed her face as she tied it around her wrist, and the transparency vanished, revea

RALPHI took a deep breath, trying to rein in my frustration. "Fine. We'll do it in front of everyone," I agreed reluctantly. "But know this, Benita. This changes nothing between us. You're only doing this to keep your status, and I'm only doing this to keep my wolf."Her smile faltered slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "Of course, Alpha. I understand.""Good. Now leave me," I ordered, my tone brooking no argument.She hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked away, her posture stiff. I watched her retreating form, my mind still in turmoil. The human woman's face flashed in my thoughts once more, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to her than met the eye.I made my way to Isabella's room, my steps hurried and determined. I knocked on her door, my patience wearing thin. When she didn't answer immediately, I pushed it open and stepped inside. She was standing by the window, her gaze distant."Isabella," I called softly, not wanting to startle her.

KEILAHTears streamed down Deirdre's face as she held onto Damien, her form seeming to flicker in and out of reality, yet somehow solid in his embrace. Damien's eyes were closed, his face buried in her hair as he whispered her name over and over, like a prayer.For a moment, I stood there, feeling like an intruder in their private reunion. I took a step back, giving them space, my mind racing with the implications of what I had just witnessed."Deirdre..." Damien's voice was choked with emotion as he finally pulled back slightly to look at her. "How is this possible? I thought I lost you forever," he said as he pulled her back into his arms. Deirdre pulled away, her hands gripping his shoulders as she spoke urgently. "There is something you have to know," she said, her eyes wide and pleading. "Ralph has nothing to do with my death," she continued, her voice trembling with the weight of her words.Damien's face softened, a sad smile touching his lips. "I already know that," he repli