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All Chapters of Mated to the Alpha Quadruplets: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Ninety one

Eliza’s POV Eliza's POV "Eliza? What are you doing out here? Alone? With this stranger? Why are Bernard or Archie not here?" I turned to see that the quadruplets had followed me from the castle. Their matching look of concern stopped me from being annoyed at their sudden presence. They were only looking out for me. My father making me having bodyguards was a waste of time, I could look after myself anyway. “His son,” Yelda muttered. Her voice was barely a whisper, yet loud enough for me to catch her words. I opened my mouth to explain, but before I could say a word, Rio, Ed, and Enzo surged around me while Rylan positioned himself in front of me in a protective stance. "And, who would you be? What are you doing with the Princess out here all alone?" Rylan demanded to know. "Rylan, she is not here to cause me any harm," I said, trying to assure him. "I am here to help; I am not a threat to your princess or anyone," Yelda spoke calmly despite the sudden tension around us.
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Interruption

Theron's POVThe door creaked open, revealing a young messenger, and he was nervous to interrupt the King. I could see the concern in his eyes as if he had interrupted.The King's expression hardened as he regarded the interruption. I felt Lara squeeze my hand and gave her a small smile, quickly returning my focus to the unfolding scene before me."Very well, send him in," the King sighed, his tone hinting at annoyance.As the messenger stepped aside, I wondered what Prince Alex had to say, which was so vital that it couldn't wait.Moments later, the Prince entered the room. "Father, I need to speak to you about Morgan," he stated, his gaze shifting briefly to Lara and me before locking onto his father."You come at the wrong time, my son; can you not wait? As you can see, I'm busy," King replied, his voice tinged with impatience."No, it can't," the Prince said firmly, "If we do not address Morgan's face swiftly, we risk a lot. Some may believe in his redemption. I don't get it.""Re
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Theron faces Morgan

Morgan's POV The door opened suddenly, causing me to shield my eyes from the bright light. Was this my ending? I assumed that they were going to put my life to an end. I was already so weak and disoriented from a lack of water and food. My wolf was probably long gone now, thanks to the silver chains that restricted my movements. I scowled at the unexpected guests as they entered my cell room. "Theron? What are you doing here?" I uttered the words; my voice was barely a whisper. He crouched in front of me, not taking his eyes off me. I could not read his thoughts from his blank expression. "Morgan, this is your last chance to come forward with the truth before I would gladly end your pathetic excuse of a life." I heard him growl. My eyes widened in surprise. He was giving me a chance. Theron of all. My deadly enemy. I wondered what the catch was. He surely would instead murder me after I had stolen his true mate and had babies with her? I didn't know how to respond, but he grabbed m
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Ninety four

Theron's POV I had to do something and fast. I could not stand around and let anything else happen to those I cared about. I was leaving the room and heading straight to the cells where Morgan was being held. The storm outside was not just any storm; it was one of severe darkness that Morgan needed to face. I kept my wits about me and told myself that I would not let my anger get the better of me where my enemy was concerned. He needed to think I would help him if he helped us first. As I stood before his cell, the weight of my decision pressed heavily on my mind. I took a second to steady myself and my breathing. He had so much to answer for, but I had to keep my cool for the sake of myself and everyone else. The rumble of the thunder echoing outside as it got closer to the palace urged me inside the door. "Theron? Wow. To what do I owe the joy of a visit from yourself?" He looked up as soon as I entered the room. Clenching my fists and trying to ground myself against the ti
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Ninety five

Eliza’s POV Feeling the weight of Yelda’s words settle over me like a suffocating blanket, I frowned and tried to understand it. “What will this binding ceremony involve?” I spurted out. “It will require a sacrifice, Princess Eliza,” Yelda said bluntly, causing me to gasp and cover my mouth with my hand. Rylan reached for me as if to reassure me that I wasn’t alone and that nothing bad would happen to me. “What kind of sacrifice are we talking about here?” Enzo demanded to know. “Not a sacrifice of life, my dears, but a commitment to end any bond that may still connect you to Morgan. No matter how small it may be. It needs to be rid of for this to work.” Yelda explained, and I felt my wolf pace anxiously. Rylan stood beside me, his jaw clenched; his brothers mirrored him. “Then let’s do what we need to to get rid of him. He’s not a father to us anymore, so it’s no loss but a gain. It will ensure that everyone will be safe and happy.” “Exactly.” Rio, Enzo and Ed shouted in
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Ninety six

Eliza’s POV The ground trembled beneath us, but I stood firm, heart pounding like a drum in my chest. I felt the surge of magic rising from the earth, a vibrant energy threading through my fingers as I held onto Rylan, Enzo, and Ed. Their solidarity anchored me, a reminder that I wasn’t alone in this fight. Together, we could face this darkness. “Keep your focus!” Yelda urged, her voice slicing through the chaos, guiding us like a beacon in the storm. “Channel that energy. Let it flow through you!” As thunder roared overhead, I summoned that energy, feeling it swirl around us. It coursed through my veins, igniting remnants of old fears that threatened to creep in. I pictured Morgan’s face fading away, his influence unraveling like a fraying thread. I could do this; we could do this. With every heartbeat, our collective determination wove tighter. I could feel the bond we were forming—a new connection that rooted itself deeper than any past ties. I closed my eyes, envisionin
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Ninety seven

Eliza’s POV “He’s dead?” I gasped looking at Morgan slumped on the ground, his body lifeless. The expression on my father’s face was a mixture of anxiety and relief. He enveloped me into his arms and lifted me up. “Thank the stars that you are safe and ok. I was so worried.” He exclaimed, his voice was muffled against my shoulder and I clung to him. My brother stood slightly behind us and his wide eyes taking in the scene. “What happened Eliza? We saw the storm and we knew it wasn’t just a normal storm.” His eyes snapped towards Yelda. I let go of my father and wiped my eyes from my cheeks, forcing a smile. “Father, Brother, I am fine. We have dealt with Morgan. He won’t be a problem for us now.” I said. Rylan slipped an arm around my waist and smiled at me. “Yes, Princess Eliza was amazing. Morgan deserved everything that he got. You’re way more special than you know.” Rylan words struck a nerve and I felt my face burn red. “You really kicked his butt.” Ed chim
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Ninety eight

Eliza’s POV I froze at Theron's words, the weight of his warning hanging in the air like an ominous cloud. His tone was calm, but the intent behind his words sent a shiver down my spine. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. He took a step closer, lowering his voice further, as if the very walls could hear us. "I know you have faith in Yelda, and she has helped us—but we must remember what she is. Witches have their own agendas, and trust can be a fragile thing. We don’t know her story, her past. She could still be playing us." “The stakes are too high,” Theron continued, his eyes searching mine for understanding. “Morgan was dangerous, and if there are others like him out there, we can’t afford to let our guard down. What if Yelda isn’t as loyal as you think?” His words echoed in my mind, awakening doubts I had barely allowed myself to consider. Yelda had always seemed genuine, her wisdom guiding us when we needed it most. But what if Theron was right
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Chapter ninety nine

Eliza’s pov As Rylan pulled me closer, enveloping me in his warmth, the laughter of our friends faded into a blissful white noise. His fingers brushed against my arm, sending sparks of electricity racing through my veins. In that moment, all seemed right with the world, and I allowed myself to lean into his embrace. Just as I began to lose myself entirely in his touch, a light flickered in the corner of my eye. It was brief, almost imperceptible, but it pulled me toward the shadows at the periphery of the gathering. My instincts flared, and I instinctively turned away from Rylan, curiosity tugging at my heart. “Hold that thought,” I whispered, stepping back. Rylan's brow furrowed, a mixture of confusion and concern evident on his face, but I was already moving toward the gathering of trees that bordered the clearing. “I will be back, just give me a moment.” “Where are you going?” he called after me, but I didn’t stop to answer. My pulse raced as I navigated the dimming garde
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Chapter one hundred

Eliza’s POV “Wait, who’s coming?” I pressed, my voice filled with urgency as Dorian stepped closer, his expression tense. Yelda looked to me, but something about her demeanor felt different—shrouded in gravity as if she carried burdens deeper than I ever knew. “Yelda, what is this?” I exclaimed, a wave of anxiety flooding my chest. The air felt thick with unspoken words, and I clung to the hope that they both recognized the chaos looming at our doorstep. “It's time for you to return to the coven, Eliza. It’s no longer safe here,” Yelda answered, her tone leaving no room for argument. “But what about my family? What about Rylan and my quadruplet mates? They need me here!” I protested, my heart racing as I thought of my family’s faces and the bonds we shared. “It’s not safe,” Yelda insisted, her gaze piercing into mine, an unyielding shield against my desperation. “I’m telling you this for your own good. Something dark is on the rise, and staying here only endangers you a
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