All Chapters of Bound to my sister’s mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aurora's POVIt's dark now, and the day passed with pretty much nothing going on. Which is both a relief and a surprise, because I really thought that the creepy stalker guy would try to give it his all today and terrorize me.But thankfully, it's over now. I'm just about to finish cleaning up the kitchen so I can go to bed and forget about this day. Anyway, Mom and Margot seem to want to come back tomorrow.I turn off the lights in the dining room, washing my hands in the sink as I declare myself done. I'm also about to turn off the lights in the living room when suddenly, there's a knock on the front door.My first thought is that it's the stalker. I already have my phone ready to dial for an emergency, but as I look through the peephole, I see that it's just a middle-aged man wearing a dark purple robe and what looks like a fancy suit underneath. He looks like some sort of businessman about to go to bed, and for some reason he just doesn't strike me as the stalker, so I decide to o

Mason's POVI let go of Uncle Benjamin immediately. He collapses on the floor, coughing and gagging as he grabs his neck. Panic rises in my throat like bile, but at the same time, I know that I have to remain calm for this."What the hell are you thinking?" Uncle Benjamin croaks as he straightens up.His eyes are bloodshot, and I can clearly see the marks of my hands around his neck. He stays away from me, and I think that might have been the best idea he ever had for the past day or so. I let him get away, but only because the pain in my chest is getting more and more intense.Aurora is experiencing this too, I realize. It's probably not physical, but it feels... Extreme. She's hurting badly.I get out of the house again, getting into my car to head to the Everleys and tell them that I heard Aurora might be in trouble. I don't know if any of them knows about the fact that she's also my mate, but it's worth the risk. I have to let them know that she's in trouble and we need to save he

Mason's POV:I could feel the thick tension in the air when I stepped into the dimly lit room. Margot was sprawled on the bed, her eyes glinting with a dangerous mix of desire and frustration. I hesitated at the doorway, the image of Aurora's desperate face flashing before my eyes. It had been weeks since she vanished, leaving a gaping hole in my heart and an unshakeable guilt that gnawed at my conscience every waking moment."Mason," Margot purred, her voice dripping with seductive promise. "Are you just going to stand there all night?" She shifted on the bed, her slender body outlined against the dark sheets.I took a deep breath, forcing a smile. "Sorry, I was lost in thought."Her eyes narrowed slightly. "You've been lost in thought a lot lately. Ever since Aurora disappeared, you've been... different."I clenched my jaw, stepping further into the room. "It's been a tough time for everyone, Margot.""For everyone?" she repeated, her voice taking on a sharper edge. "Or just for you

Aurora's POVThe pain engulfs me like a tidal wave, relentless and all-consuming. I'm vaguely aware of voices around me, urgent and concerned, but I can't focus on anything beyond the agony coursing through my body. Time becomes meaningless, stretching and contracting in strange ways.When I finally managed my eyes, the room was a blur of white and muted colors. As my vision cleared, I saw Ethan's worried face hovering above me. His green eyes were concerned, and I realized he was holding my hand tightly."Aurora?" he says softly. "Can you hear me?"I try to speak, but my throat feels raw and parched. Ethan quickly reaches for a glass of water, gently lifting my head to help me drink. The cool liquid is a blessed relief."What... what happened?" I manage to croak out after a few sips.Ethan's brow furrows. "You had some kind of attack. The pain seemed intense. I called for our pack doctor immediately."An older man in a white coat enters the room as if on cue. He has kind eyes and a r

Aurora's POVThe days blend together as I recover, each one marked by the steady rhythm of hospital routine and Ethan's constant presence. Despite my initial wariness, I find myself looking forward to his visits. There's something comforting about his quiet strength, his unwavering kindness.Today, as the afternoon sun filters through the window, Ethan sits in his usual chair beside my bed. We've fallen into an easy conversation pattern, discussing everything from pack history to our favorite books. It's nice that this friendship is growing between us. For the first time in a long while, I feel... safe."How are you feeling today, Aurora?" Ethan asks, his green eyes filled with genuine concern.I manage a small smile. "Better, I think. The pain is mostly gone now."He nods, relief evident in his expression. "I'm glad to hear it. You had us all worried for a while there."A comfortable silence falls between us, and I study his face. The strong line of his jaw, the warmth in his eyes. H