All Chapters of Mate’s revenge : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

One could feel the tension in the camp. As pack members stood divided, shouts reverberated throughout the clearing, their voices a clamor of doubt, rage, and fear."He's gone!" The crowd momentarily became silent as a voice bellowed. A warrior with a scar across his cheek, Caleb, stepped forward with a somber expression. "We're sitting ducks if we wait here for Dominick, who isn't coming back.""Enough!" The air echoed with Marcus's Alpha-like authority as he barked. His hands were clenched into fists as he stood tall. Our Alpha is Dominick. We don't give up on ours!Caleb scoffed. What if he's already passed away? Or worse, what if he had taken Eryndor's side? We cannot mindlessly follow someone who may no longer be standing up for us!The audience exploded once more, with some shouting Caleb down and others expressing agreement."Stop it!" Like a razor, Lisa's voice sliced through the cacophony. Her eyes were burning with rage as she took a step forward. "You have no right to doubt

The dungeon was silent, save for the faint dripping of water echoing through the stone corridors. Dominick’s breaths were shallow as he stared at the faint crack in the magical chains that bound him. It was small almost imperceptible but it was there, and it was his only hope.He closed his eyes, drawing on the reserves of his strength, both physical and mental. Lisa, I hope you’re out there... because I can’t do this alone.The chains glowed faintly with Eryndor’s dark magic, but Dominick could feel the weakness within them. He shifted his weight, wincing as the movement sent a fresh wave of pain through his body. Gritting his teeth, he yanked hard against the chains.A sharp crack echoed through the chamber, the sound as sweet as music to his ears. The shackle on his right wrist splintered, releasing his arm.“Almost there,” he muttered, tugging at the remaining chains.Suddenly, the door to his cell creaked open, and Dominick froze. A guard stepped in, his eyes narrowing as he saw

The tension in the camp was high due to the weight of Chelsea's capture. Marcus paced, anger and hopelessness swirling in his head. His fists were clinched at his sides, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was being tormented by the idea of losing her and failing her.Lisa murmured softly, "Marcus," moving into his direct line of sight.He halted his pacing and looked at her, his jaw clenched. "I'm pursuing her." I can't just sit here doing nothing.The unadulterated agony in his voice made Lisa's heart hurt. She was aware of Chelsea's importance to him. "I get it, but we can't just show up without a strategy, Marcus. We shall be met by Eryndor.Marcus shot back, his voice strained and low, "I don't care." There's Chelsea inside. She cannot be left to rot in that hellhole by me.Lisa paused, fully aware of the dangers. After that, we'll travel together. However, we must consider this. Dark magic guards Eryndor's stronghold, and he won't make things simple.For a minute, Marcus's eyes soft

The vista in front of them was a never-ending length of rocky land and forest that led to the impending fortress of Eryndor. With the burden of the trip bearing down on him, Dominick led the way. The strain in the air was evident, and each step felt like it may be his last. The odds were stacked against them in the impending last fight.Lisa followed closely behind him, her steps steady but her thoughts focused on the future. They both understood the seriousness of the situation, and their closeness was strong despite their inability to express it verbally. Although they all had a part to play, nobody could foresee the cost of winning.Marcus kept up with the others despite the emotional and physical strain of saving Chelsea. Even while his expression was fixed on stern determination, his eyes would occasionally flicker with the wounds from the ambush, both the ones on his body and the ones still present in his heart. Chelsea was almost lost to him. He would not permit such to occur o

There was a lot of darkness in the room, and the shadows were thick and moving around them like living things. The stone floor beneath Dominick was stained with blood as he lay unconscious, his body broken and battered. With tears in her eyes and her heart racing, Lisa knelt next to him, but there was no time for sorrow. She was thinking of only one thing.They all needed to be saved by her.In front of them, tall and victorious, Eryndor's eyes were full of vile laughter. "Lisa, you believe you have won, but the game is far from over." The air felt oppressive, and his voice was like ice. "There is no force or power in this world that can defeat me."Lisa's heart ached as she felt the warmth of Dominick's pulse wane with every second that went by, and her hands shook as she reached out to touch him. Even though she still had a close bond with him and the pack, it wasn't sufficient. Not quite yet.Then something changed within her.Her inner wolf spirit awoke with a roil, its restless e