All Chapters of Onyx Flame (A Fated Mate's Romance): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Dom’s paws pound against the dirt. He’s going as fast as he can, but it doesn’t feel fast enough. I’m regretting allowing Paige to go off with her own warriors. Not that it would’ve mattered had I said no, but now she’s in more danger than she even knows.If you had just marked her, we would be able to warn her by now! Dom seethes.I know he’s right, but it’s not like I can force my mark on her. I had planned to ask her on our date that I set up, but because of my stupid ass, that date never happened. Oh, how different our life would be if I had just kept that promise. The smell of blood has Dom skidding to a stop. The wolves who followed me do the same. Through the trees, we can see Ash on the ground with claw marks down her side. Ash dissolves into Paige’s form.“I’m gonna have fun breaking you,” Charles utters those words whi

I shift as soon as I know Kurt is dead. His death deconstructs the miserable cage I’ve been in since my parents died. The shadow clinging to me for the last thirteen years has evaporated. I’ve never felt alleviation like this before.“I have to get to the hospital. Paige needs me. Can you two handle this? Offer refuge to any rogue who wants it. Let the peaceful ones leave if they wish.” Colin yells.“Go, Colin. We’ll be fine,” I say.“Thanks. James, for what it's worth. I’m sorry for what my father did to your family.”“Thank you.”The field is riddled with rogues who didn’t concede. There are hundreds of warriors wading through the bloody maze. Some are cleaning up the bodies, and others are helping wounded rogues to a medical tent. I scan the crowd until I land

Peyton’s office has filled once again. Paige is gripping my hand like her life depends on it. I know she doesn’t want me to worry about Ash, but I can’t help it. Her wolf is my mate, too.Our mate. Dom huffs.He’s worried too. He can’t feel Ash, and that scares him more than he’s letting on.“Paige! You’re here!” My mom glides over to us and pulls Paige into a tight hug. Paige tries to hide it, but I know she’s hurting.“Mom, be careful. She’s still healing.” “I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize. Have you met James’ mate? She’s so sweet! They’ll be here in a few minutes.”I tune out their conversation, my mind drifting to Ash again. I have heard of wolves leaving their humans, but only in extreme cases. The wolf som

The room is covered in ideas and fabric by the time we finally nail all the plans down. It’s a good thing too; I thought Paige was going to explode on her mother a few times. I wave goodbye to the girls and run to my room to make phone calls. It takes me two hours and several thousands of dollars later before I have everything ordered. Pushing away from the desk, I rip the ponytail from my vanilla hair. It cascades down my aching shoulders, nibbling at the tops of my scars. The fleshy stripes that I should hate, the blemishes that should remind me of the man who tried to kill me. But all I see is raw proof that I’m strong, that I survived twenty years of torment. “You are gorgeous, Nic.” Nolan leans against the doorframe. I smile at him, so grateful that the Goddess gave me him. He wraps his arms around me, and his crystal blue eyes darken just a shade. If I didn’t know any better, I could swear a mate bond was forming between us. He smells sweeter to me with every day that passes. H

The last four days have been insane. Every day there has been something happening to pull off this last-minute Luna ceremony. Right now, I’m feeling overwhelmed by the number of dresses the designer brought. Three racks pumped full of dresses stand before me, and I’m supposed to choose one. Ugh. Most of the dresses are black, some are green, some are white, and there are some gold ones stuffed in. I grab the first green dress I see; it looks like a sequin monster threw up on it. I shake my head in disgust. I’m not even trying that on. I keep combing through the racks until a dress catches my eye. I pull it from the hanger and try it on. It’s beautiful. The emerald green matches my eyes. I slip it over my body, and I know that it’s the one. The dress is tight in the right places and flows at the bottom for effortless movements. I walk out into the room where my mother, Cassie, and Claire are sitting. Their gasps tip my lips up into a bright smile.