All Chapters of My Unexpected Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

NaomiMy feet froze in place as I stood in front of the Manor House, my heart pounding with fear and anticipation. Ataz loomed before me, his dark presence emanating from every inch of his imposing figure, made even more intimidating by his shockingly white hair. His cold, piercing gaze sliced through me as he scanned the house, searching for any sign of being followed. My breath caught in my throat, afraid to even make a sound as he prowled like a predator, ready to strike at any moment.The sound of Calyx and Tobin’s hushed conversation in the kitchen sent shivers down my spine, igniting our bond with a fiery intensity. I could feel their scheming words, like sharp blades, slicing through me. My body trembled with the urge to go to them, to look into Calyx’s eyes and see the truth for myself. But I fought against it with all my might, knowing that one glimpse would be my undoing.Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run to him, to give in to the bond between us. But I knew dee

Naomi“Ataz,” she calls, and he nearly squashes her using his finger to silence her, almost squashing her in the face. “It’s just a precaution to ensure things go well,” he answers as she folds her arms over her chest with a huff, shaking with anger. “I told you I love you. There’s no need for these drugs,” she demands, her voice filled with defiance. Ataz shakes his head, his gaze dark and determined. “Maybe, but you bound yourself to Cal and I - I want to know that you are mine,” he reasons as I arch a brow and Odette flails her arms by her sides. “By drugging me? Well now, you will never know how I feel,” she snaps scoffing her voice laced with venom as he presses his lips together. “It will wear off,” he replies as he begins the spell. Odette returns to the 2d picture, her face looking rather annoyed but I always thought she had resting bitch face.I watch in horror as the figurine violently shakes and contorts, growing larger and larger until Odette finally returns to her human f

NaomiI catch the sickly scent of Odette’s perfume as I follow her around the manor as she rifles through her wardrobe, packing a bag. Ataz stands on the other side of the room with his arms folded over his chest and a death glare on his face. “We have been through this. If you don’t want the others to get suspicious of you, I need to leave,” she whispers, but even with the softness of her voice, I don’t miss the harshness of her words.“You’re supposed to want to stay here with me,” he grumbles, like a petulant child who can’t get what he wants. Odette sighs as if this conversation is actually draining her energy. I don’t know how many times they have had this conversation. Odette is changed out of her robes. She looks fresh as a daisy and a glow to her skin that wasn’t there when she was first freed from the figurine. She slowly walks towards him, her hips swaying sensually as she crosses the distance. It’s a practiced art form, but it seems to do the trick.“Ataz,” she purrs, her v

Naomi4 months laterThe wind whipped through my layers of clothing, bringing a slight chill as I trudged down the narrow streets of Bloodmoon Bay. The search for the moon goddess and any clues about Richard’s son had been fruitless. My belly bulged with a baby that would be arriving in a few short weeks, and I still hadn’t figured out how to get the child safely to my sister, who had agreed to take it in. My mind raced with worry as I walked, hoping for some sort of solution before it was too late.A sharp gust of salty wind stung my face, whipping through my tightly braided hair and bringing a strangled gasp to my lips. I paused to stretch out the knots in my spine, only to freeze as I caught sight of a menacing figure looming ahead. My blood turned to ice as I realised who it was. Shit.Pure terror grips me as I sprint down the street, my fat feet pounding against the pavement in a desperate attempt to escape. My hands desperately drop my bags in order to clutch my tummy, the weigh

Naomi2 weeks laterI had been feeling uncomfortable all day. Every step felt like a balloon about to burst as I paced back and forth in my room, hands gripping the swollen curve of my belly. I was certain the baby was going to arrive. I had kept to my room for fear of my water breaking in Hilda’s house. Her words of chucking me out on the street still ringing in my ears.I hoped the information I had found was enough. If I told him what I needed to cure our curse, I could persuade the coven not to make any more silver bullets or other weapons that would harm the packs. I had also found out a few of their regular customers and that Tobin had been working on a few new products. It was enough … I was sure of it.It didn’t matter what happened to me as long as my baby was safe, that was all that mattered. I had also been crying far too much, thinking about all the things I would miss out on as she grows up. Suffice to say, my eyes were puffy, and I was already sleep deprived. Hilda had to