All Chapters of Blind Alpha And His Unwanted Mate: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

MikhailI lean against the jagged wall of the cave, my body screaming in protest. Every breath feels like dragging shards of glass through my lungs. Then it hits me.Sophia.She told me to burn Selena’s body. That has to be the way to end this.I push against the wall, forcing myself to stand. My broken leg buckles, and pain shoots up my spine, but I grit my teeth and hold on. The wall is rough under my fingers, a small mercy to keep me upright.I glance around the cave, searching for anything—anything—that could help me set her body on fire. My eyes dart to the ground, the corners, the shadows. There’s nothing. Not a single thing I can use.Frustration boils in my chest, mixing with the pain. My fists clench, and I let out a furious growl that echoes through the cavern. The sound is raw, animalistic, but it’s not enough to release the rage building inside me.Then, out of nowhere, my mark starts to burn. The heat is sudden, sharp, and impossible to ignore. I clutch my shoulder, gaspi

MikhailI don’t even feel the ground when my knees hit it. It’s like my body gives out, but I’m too numb to notice.My vision blurs, and the world around me feels distant, like I’m trapped in some kind of nightmare I can’t wake up from. The weight in my chest is crushing, suffocating, like it’s trying to bury me alive.I try to take a breath, but it’s like my lungs refuse to work. Panic creeps in, sharp and cold, and I don’t know what’s wrong with me. My hands tremble as I press them against the ground, trying to steady myself, but nothing works.I can’t breathe. I can’t think.All I can feel is this unbearable emptiness swallowing me whole.I land next to her,My hands won’t stop shaking as I reach for her."Sophia!"The scream tears out of me, raw and broken, like it’s been ripped straight from my soul. It echoes around us, cutting through the silence like a blade, and for a moment, it feels like the whole world holds its breath.My fingers brush against her skin, cold and lifeless,

MikhailSophia’s hand lifts slowly, her fingers trembling for just a second as if she is recalling how to move them.Her body shifts, tilting forward in a way that seems unnatural like she’s being guided by something unseen. Then, with a grace that sends a shiver down my spine, her feet touch the ground.She stands.There’s something so different about her, something off. She looks like Sophia, but the way she holds herself, the way her presence feels—it’s like she’s someone else entirely.Like it’s her... but at the same time, she is not. I need something to hold on to... to comfort me, and unintentionally, I feel myself reaching out to our mate bond. Instantly, a wave of relief rushes through me, spreading warmth in my chest as I feel it—the bond. It flickers to life, like a spark reigniting a flame that I thought was dying.It’s there. I can feel it pulling at me, familiar and steady, like it always has been. The connection that ties us together that grounds me, that makes her

MikhailGregor laughs, and then his eyes land on me. There’s a smugness in his gaze, a sick kind of satisfaction that makes my blood boil."It’s been so long since I’ve been with you," he says, his voice dripping with mockery as he shifts his attention back to Sophia. But I know his words are aimed at me. He’s trying to get a rise out of me to prove that he won."So long since I’ve properly held you," Gregor continues, his tone turning low and possessive like he has some kind of claim on her. "But now, my longing will finally end."My wolf growls inside me, but I give him a sharp warning to stay in control. However, it’s taking everything to hold him back because he is on the verge of taking control.This bastard is so twisted he doesn’t even care that the woman he’s drooling over is someone who used to call him father. It churns my stomach just thinking about it. The way he looks at her now, like she’s some prize he’s been waiting to claim, makes me want to rip him apart all over ag

MikhailSophia somehow lifts Gregor even higher, her claws tearing the tendons of his neck even more.The raw strength in her is unreal. He’s gasping, his hands clawing at her wrist, but she doesn’t flinch. If anything, her expression hardens even more, her jaw set in cold determination.Gregor’s no small guy. He’s built like a damn boulder, broad shoulders, thick arms... he is Alpha even if he is illegitimate; he still has blood in him. Sophia, though? She’s barely half his size, slender and petite compared to him. Normally, anyone would assume she wouldn’t stand a chance against someone like him.But right now, none of that matters. Her strength is something else entirely, something that shouldn’t even be possible. She’s got him off the ground like he weighs nothing, her hand gripping him with ease. Gregor struggles, his muscles flexing as he tries to fight back, but it’s useless. He looks like a child in her grasp, completely powerless.And then, with a sudden force, she hurls him