All Chapters of Claimed by My Enemy Alpha Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Cecilia’s POVThings were not progressing as smoothly as I had hoped.The wolf den was vast, with random entrances, and I couldn’t be certain how far I was from where Emilia had entered. On top of that, this cursed place was nothing but a frozen wasteland of snow-capped mountains and barren stone. It felt like I had been plunged into a perpetual winter, and I was woefully unprepared for it.After leaving the warmth of the hot spring, I was greeted by an endless expanse of white. Snow stretched as far as my eyes could see.Ulysses led me down the mountain slope until we reached the foot of the hills. There, nestled within the snow, was a small forest of fir trees and low-lying shrubs. I found a dry stump to sit on while Ulysses, ever composed, built a fire with methodical precision.From the folds of his black robe, he produced a number of mysterious powders and small containers, setting them up over the flames. Soon, the air was filled with the scent of something rich and savory. Desp

Cecilia’s POVThe river, which had been flowing peacefully in the darkness, suddenly started bubbling on the surface. “Pop, pop—” “Pop, pop—” “Pop, pop—” As the first bubble burst, more followed, and soon dozens of little fish with glowing red bodies emerged from the water. They circled around the small wooden boat, leaving red ripples in the deep green waters.The fish kept a cautious distance but would occasionally brush against the boat, like butterflies fluttering around a flower.“What... what are those things?” I asked in shock, pointing at the strange fish.Ulysses moved from the front of the boat to my side. He frowned as he gazed at the glowing red fish, staying silent for a moment before saying, “I’ve never seen creatures like these, but something about them feels oddly familiar.”As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal ball that had been guiding the boat dimmed and fell back into Ulysses' hand. The moment the crystal returned to him, the red fish suddenly swarmed the b

Cecilia’s POVWhat? I stared in disbelief at the innocent girl in front of me. She tilted her head slightly, the white lace over her eyes making her look fragile and helpless. But I wasn’t the type of person to feel sorry for someone just because they appeared vulnerable.“No, I’m looking for someone,” I said firmly, rejecting her offer without hesitation.My refusal clearly hurt her, and her face showed a trace of sadness.Still, she was a gentle and kind girl. Even though she looked disappointed, she didn’t beg me to stay.“Why are you living here alone? Is it because of your eyes?” I asked, trying to change the subject, feeling a little guilty about making her sad.“I’m waiting for my brother,” she suddenly smiled and replied.“My brother always comes to see me. If I lived somewhere else, he wouldn’t be able to find me.” The girl in the white dress turned her head, her lace-covered eyes staring directly at the door, as if she knew exactly where it was.“Did you hear that? My brothe

Cecilia’s POVWhen Ulysses pushed away the black robe from my hands, I only had time to notice his expression—completely indifferent.At first, I thought Ulysses truly didn’t recognize me, just as he had been acting. But when my emotions were about to spiral out of control, I keenly noticed something strange about the robe in my hands.After I left that beautiful little house, I draped Ulysses' robe back over my shoulders. That’s when I realized that at some point, Ulysses had discreetly placed his bird-shaped brooch on the robe.Recalling Ulysses’ earlier expression, I ran my fingers over the brooch. Though it was made of black crystal forming the shape of a raven, it didn’t feel cold to the touch. Instead, it gave off a faint warmth, like I was caressing warm water.As the memory of Ulysses tenderly embracing that girl flashed in my mind, a bitter laugh escaped my throat.“Heh, wizards really are masters of deception,” I muttered, clenching the brooch tightly in my hand, gritting my

Cecilia’s POVI didn’t let it last. The warmth of his breath enveloped me, and I just needed to confirm that the man standing in front of me was truly my Ulysses. Not the brother of that strange girl, not the man who looked at me with unfamiliar eyes.This was the scent of the Ulysses I knew. I gripped his long red hair tightly, not caring whether it hurt him, using all my strength to pull him closer to me. I needed his embrace, his presence, to know for certain that it was really him standing before me.“Ulysses, is it really you?” I whispered, running my fingers over his face, my arms locked around his neck like a creature clinging to a tree.He didn’t answer me, just gazed down with those deep, mysterious eyes. Sensing something in my movements, he suddenly pulled me into his arms.Ulysses cupped my chin, our noses brushing, like two animals confirming each other’s scent.“What are you afraid of, my princess?” Ulysses asked softly, his gaze lingering on my lips. He guided my hand t