All Chapters of Mated To My Nightmare: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Lyra’s POVMy head is pounding loudly as if a moving train just collided with it. I struggle to open my eyes, but it feels impossible. It's as if I'm drowning in the abyss, completely disoriented.I try to move my hands, but they're restrained by a chair, intensifying my panic. I attempt to move the chair again, but it remains immovable.I start to feel fear creeping up my spine. Thoughts race through my mind, The room feels suffocatingly silent.With each attempt to break free, my heart beats faster, echoing in my ears. I can feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, I grit my teeth and focus all my energy on trying to break free, desperate for any sign of progress.Summoning all my courage, I muster every ounce of strength to flutter my eyes open, only to be met with pitch darkness all around."Oh my goodness, what's happening?" I exclaim inwardly, my mind racing with questions. "Where am I? How did I get here?" My thoughts jumbled as I tried to piece together how I ended up in

Kessler's voice fills the warehouse, and the cry I've been trying hard to conceal starts streaming down my eyes. It's heartbreaking to hear Kessler say all these nasty words about me.My heart stings as I realize I had thought otherwise about him. I thought he cared about me, judging from his reluctance to reject me when I requested it, judging from how he came to rescue me and held me close to his side, not wanting me out of his sight.Kessler's harsh words linger and make me feel betrayed. How could someone I trusted and cared for speak about me in such a callous manner?Tears continued to flow down my cheeks, I had allowed myself to believe in his kindness, in the possibility of a genuine connection between us.But now, I'm faced with the reality of his disdain, I'm left feeling shattered. The image I had of Kessler, the hope I held onto, crumbles before me,Judging from how he filled me in and explored every part of my body when I was in heat, how he looked into my eyes like I mean

I feel furious at the fact that Lyra has been kidnapped, and all he can do is be in another woman's company when he promised to claim Lyra as his own."What the fuck, Kessler," he says, touching his bleeding nose.At this point, I don't care. I boom in anger, "Where the fuck is Lyra?"His face becomes somber as he realizes the reason for my outburst. He says nothing but stares into space.I stride toward him, my fists clenched in fury. "Answer me, damn it! What have you done with her?"Conor's gaze remains fixed on some distant point, his expression unreadable. "I... I don't know," he stammers, his voice barely a whisper.I grab him by the collar, shaking him violently. "You can't tell me you don't know where my mate is!"That seems to strike a chord because he starts laughing. What's so funny, I wonder?He laughs out loud, and it seems like he has no intention of stopping any time soon. "Stop the crap and stop behaving like a maniac!" I shout, frustration boiling inside me.His laught

The panic in the doctor's eyes mirrors mine as we hurry back to Lyra's side. The medical team springs into action, assessing her condition and making urgent adjustments to the equipment.Time seems to slow down as the team works tirelessly to stabilize her. Each moment feels like an eternity as they fight to bring her vital signs back to a safe range.The doctor approaches me with a worried expression. "Your Highness, can you please step out for a couple of minutes? We will alert you when everything is stabilized."Dolph protests in my head, urging me not to heed the doctor's request. However, I trust Daniel and his judgment. If he says I should step out, then so be it.Reluctantly, I comply and step out of the room. The beeping of the machine still echoes in my ears as I pace back and forth in the corridor, my thoughts consumed by worry for Lyra's well-being.I could see the worries etched on the faces of the nurses around me. I knew I must have looked like a complete mess— a leader o

Cara's eyes narrow as she observes the intimate embrace between Olivia and me. Her jaw clenches, and I can feel the tension building within her.Olivia notices my tense emotions and follows my gaze to where Cara stands. Her brow furrows.I couldn't help but wonder what might have transpired between them in the past. The tension in the air was palpable, and I felt like I was caught in the middle of a storm brewing between these two women.Cara's gaze remained fixed on Olivia, her expression guarded yet curious. I could sense her unease and the questions swirling in her mind.Olivia's voice brought me back from my thoughts, breaking the uneasy silence that had settled over us. "I've seen this face before." Her words sparked Cara's curiosity even more, evident in the way she furrowed her brow."Not you, but an older version of someone that looks like you," Olivia continued, her expression thoughtful.Suddenly, it dawned on me. Olivia must have known Cara's mother as well. She used to vis