All Chapters of Mated To The Rogue King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Cara pov The moment Garreth’s voice rang out, sharp and commanding, everything froze. My body, still buzzing with energy, stilled. My mind was spinning, trying to catch up. Lissa stopped too, her smug expression fading as she glanced at Garreth, clearly just as confused as I was. The crowd around us fell into an uneasy silence, the cheers and jeers dying down. I could still hear their disappointed murmurs as Garreth raised his hand, signaling the end of the fight. that strange strenghtening still brimed inside me, it was not the normal feeling of power accompanied with change in my eyes color, thud was different, like a part of me was set free. It was confusing and new to me. Garreth’s cold eyes locked onto mine, and for just a split second, I thought I saw something different, recognition, maybe even fear. But then it was gone, his usual stoic expression back in place. He stepped forward and waved the crowd away, his voice calm but firm. "Training’s over for today. Everyone

Caras PovsThe man froze, his head whipping around to glare at me. The laughing crowd all quieted down as if a ghost passed through the room, the crowd who had been enjoying the scene fell silent, the only sound left was from the man himself, who was still laughing as if his brain had left his head. The girl took the opportunity to pull away and run, leaving me standing there, alone, with every pair of eyes in the room now locked on me.After realising himself, He straightened up, his expression turning cold and dangerous. He took a step toward me, his lip curling in a sneer. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, girl.”I glanced around, realising I had just drawn a lot of attention to myself. I wasn’t sure how I was going to get out of this, but I wasn’t about to back down now.“Who do you think you are, coming in here and telling me what to do?” he sneered, his big tummy bouncing along with him. taking a step closer. “You think you can just walk in and play hero?”“I’m not playing anything,

Cara's pov “How could you let her be in danger!!” The sound of voices like two people arguing filled the room. “I left her to pack up after training…” I recognised the voice of Garreth, but he was cutted short by the hard accusatory voice of Brian. “You were giving just a simple assignment, and you couldn't do it.” Brian retorted back at Garreth, My mind was still grungy from the influence of alcohol. I remembered that I was led by a young trainee I met in the training ground to this mysterious place, where I had poked my nose where it shouldn't, my last memory being when Garreth stepped in to save me. From the looks of it, he had brought me back to the cabin, and brian is angry that his property was in bad shape. Sadly, that's what I was to him. I tried to lift myself, but a sharp pain told me that was a wrong idea, I screamed in pain, and the loud fighting happening outside the cabin came to a halt immediately. I was surprised to see Garreth with a swollen eye and som

Caras pov “What!...What do you say!!” I shouted over the chaos happening in the room But Debby had already disappeared down the hallway into the emergency room, I stood there rooted and transfixed, loss of words at what I was seeing. It was a lot. People being brought in and lots of wounded people, I nodded to be sure. Suddenly, the door flew open with a loud bang. A cold wind rushed in, carrying the smell of blood with it. My heart skipped a beat as more pack warriors stumbled inside, groaning, clutching their wounds. I saw one of the nurses I knew. "What happened?" I whispered to her She didn’t answer right away. Her face was pale, but she moved quickly, already directing the nurses to get more cots and supplies. "The pack’s under attack," she muttered as she bent down to help one of the injured wolves. “By who?” "Rogues, the Feral ones." “Feral rogues?” My chest tightened. Familiar memory of my last encounter in Silverware pack with wild rogues filled my head. Emma

Cara's pov The cold air of the night nipped at my skin as Brian carried me through the woods like a child, my body bouncing slightly with each step he took. His arms were strong and unyielding, like I weighed nothing to him. But to me, every second was an eternity of humiliation. I had no strength left to struggle, not after the day I’d had. Instead, I fumed in silence, boiling with anger and frustration. When we finally reached the cabin, Brian kicked open the door and stepped inside, his jaw clenched as he set me down. My feet barely touched the ground before I exploded my anger on him. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” I yelled, pushing at his chest. “Why do you keep doing this? Embarrassing me in front of everyone! Dragging me around like some... some damsel in distress! I don’t need your protection, Brian! I don’t need you!” My voice cracked as I glared at him, my heart pounding not just from the anger but from the confusion and hurt that seemed to follow him everywhere.