All Chapters of When My Alpha Mate Started Losing Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Roberta POVBack in our pack house, I was about to lie down and rest, trying to relax myself. Suddenly, the door of the pack house was kicked open forcefully, and Zora appeared at the door. She was smiling as always, but there was a glint in her eyes that made me uneasy."Roberta, I want to talk to you." She walked in, her voice sweet but with a hint of coercion."Zora, this is not a good time for a talk. I'm not feeling well and need to rest." I tried to remain calm, although my heart was already in turmoil."Oh, I've heard about your health condition." She slowly approached me, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. "However, I'm here today for something important. You haven't given me blood for a long time, do you remember?"I frowned. "Zora, I've already said that I won't donate blood to you anymore. Especially in my current condition."Zora's face instantly turned gloomy. "Roberta, this is not a big deal for you. But for me, it's crucial."I felt a chill rising up my sp

Roberta POVAfter Zora was sternly stopped by Marcus and was told that I wouldn't have to donate blood to her anymore, the relationship between her and Marcus seemed to have changed. My heart was still troubled by the documents I found at Zora's residence that day. There seemed to be some unspeakable secrets about this woman.This night, due to insomnia, I was strolling in the courtyard. The night wind blew gently, carrying a hint of coolness. Suddenly, a murmur came from the depths of the woods, breaking the tranquility of the night. Out of curiosity, I quietly followed. By the faint moonlight, I saw a scene that I would never forget.Zora stood in the middle of the clearing, holding a sharp dagger in her hand. There was a kind of madness in her eyes, and on her wrist, she was carving something with that dagger. I held my breath and hid behind a tree. The scene in front of me shocked me greatly - what she was carving on her wrist was a moon-shaped birthmark.At this moment, I felt a

Roberta POV"Marcus would have died if it weren't for me." Zora's arrogant voice echoed in my ears, filled with thick provocation. Every word of hers was like a sharp blade, stabbing into my heart.I could no longer ignore Zora's existence. Every time she mentioned her "life-saving grace", Marcus chose to remain silent. I thought Marcus loved her because of this, but now it seemed that this love had turned into a shackle binding him. This raised a hint of suspicion in my heart.Early the next morning, I found Booth. Booth seemed to always be on my side, but he always hesitated whenever it came to matters involving Marcus."Booth, I need your help," I said straightforwardly.Booth nodded. "What's the matter?""Zora, her behavior is not right. I need to investigate her background and her true motives," I said without hesitation.Booth raised an eyebrow, a glint of interest flashing in his eyes. "Oh? What did you discover?""She said she saved Marcus when they were kids, but the details

Roberta POVAfter the meeting with Zora that time, I truly realized her ambition.I originally thought that she just wanted to use the identity of Marcus' savior to facilitate her becoming the Luna of this tribe. This could also explain why she has always been hostile to me. But now it seems that she wants more than just that, or rather, the person behind her wants more than that.The flaws in the story she told have completely exposed her. But when she casually mentioned the upcoming ceremony, I vaguely sensed something amiss.The ceremony they want to hold is not an ordinary werewolf sacrifice at all, but a terrifying ritual that sacrifices an entire werewolf tribe. This is a long-lost ritual, and once discovered, it will be regarded as an act of betrayal against the entire werewolf society.After returning, I hesitated again and again, but still chose to tell Booth what I heard.Booth listened to me, and his expression grew increasingly grave. "What is their goal?""To control our

Roberta POVThe night had shrouded the entire tribe, with only a faint moonlight filtering through the thick canopy and sprinkling on the ground. I stepped forward gently, feeling the tranquility and serenity around me. Since the entire pack began to prepare for battle, this was my daily patrol route, and every step seemed to blend with this land. However, there was an unusual smell in the air tonight, which made me heighten my vigilance.During the patrol, I accidentally caught a familiar scent - it was Zora's. She had been missing for several days, and people in the tribe were all worried about her safety. I followed the direction of the scent, moving forward quickly and silently, with a vague sense of foreboding in my heart.Through the thick forest, I came to a hidden clearing. The moonlight shone in the center of the clearing, and I saw a terrifying scene: Zora and her brother were commanding a team. These people looked well-equipped and were clearly not ordinary hunters or guard