All Chapters of Mate’s revenge : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Arms crossed, Dominick leaned against a downed tree and stared at Dorian. Across from him stood the scarred messenger, his hollowed face illuminated by the campfire. The tension between Dominick and Dorian was still present, but the pack had scattered to be ready for their next move.Dominick responded sharply, "So, tell me." "Why now? Why do you tell us about yourself?Using a stick, Dorian prodded the fire, sending embers soaring into the pitch-black night. With a flat tone, he stated, "Because time is running out." "Eryndor doesn't waste time moping about his injuries. He's on the move. Quickly."What is his desire?" Lisa, seated next to Dominick, inquired. Even though she was still frail, her resolve was unwavering and she refused to stay behind.When Dorian's eyes strayed to her, doubt obscured his face for the first time. "Manage. Strength. He differs from the rogues you have previously encountered. Eryndor wants an empire, not just mayhem. Additionally, he is beginning with the

As he moved in front of Lisa, Dominick murmured in a broken voice, "Don't do this, Lisa." His golden eyes begged with hers as his hands tightened over her shoulders. "There must be an alternative.""There isn't," Lisa stated in a shaky yet determined voice. "You listened to the guardian." We are defenseless against Eryndor if we do not have this knowledge. Because we're scared to take chances, I won't allow more people to perish."It's more than just a chance!" Dominick became quite irritated. It's your life! You have no idea how this trial will affect you.Despite the confusion all around them, she gently cupped his face. "I am aware of the stakes. And if I fall, I know you'll get me back."That's not good enough!" he yelled, his voice resonating throughout the room. As though physically holding her would prevent her from sliding away, his grip became more firm. "Lisa, I can't let you go. Never again.Unshed tears glistened in Lisa's eyes, but her will remained unwavering. "I'm doing

The tension in the clearing was palpable as the rogue packs gathered. Dominick stood at the center, his stance firm, his voice calm yet commanding. The rogue alphas exchanged wary glances, their wolves bristling with unease.“This alliance is not about trust,” Dominick began, his voice cutting through the murmurs. “It’s about survival. Eryndor won’t stop until he destroys every one of us. If we don’t unite now, there won’t be anything left to fight for.”A grizzled rogue alpha, a scar running down the side of his face, stepped forward. “You expect us to follow you after what your pack has done to us in the past? You think a few fancy speeches will erase years of bloodshed?”Dominick met his gaze, unflinching. “I don’t expect you to forget. I don’t expect you to forgive. But if you think Eryndor will spare you because you’re not part of my pack, you’re a fool. He doesn’t care about your grudges. He’ll crush you just the same.”The rogue alpha growled low in his throat, but another voic

Only the gentle murmurs of those caring for the injured and the occasional muffled sob broke the deafening silence in the pack house. Every soul felt the weight of their loss, and the air was thick with sorrow.With his hands clenched at his sides, Dominick stood in the middle of the room. He looked about at his people, who were tired, hurt, but yet alive. For the time being.Marcus came over, his arm in a homemade sling, his face injured. "Everyone has been accounted for. There were 26 fatalities and 40 injuries. Dom, we are only half as strong as we once were.Dominick's voice was a low growl as his jaw tensed. Eryndor desired to communicate. He stated unequivocally that he is after all we stand for, not just us.Sitting close by, Chelsea scowled at the ground while wearing a bandage over her forehead. "This is not how we can fight him. Not directly.Dominick stated firmly, "We won't." "But we're also not giving up."With shaky steps but unwavering resolve, Lisa walked into the room

Dominick's cold stone at his back provided no solace as his wrists burned against the magical bonds that kept him in place. Eryndor stood with his hands clenched behind him, his presence imposing and oppressive across the darkened room."You're obstinate, Alpha," Eryndor said in a cool but menacing tone. "As someone who says he cares about his people, I had higher expectations. Even though you know you can't win this battle, you're still pulling them all to their deaths.Dominick glared at the warlock as he raised his chin. "You have no leadership experience. My flock will fight because we stand for something you'll never comprehend, not because I make them.Eryndor grinned and took a step forward. "Ah, a doomed man's noble speech." Don't hurt me. I'm not here to argue with you about your beliefs. His penetrating eyes met Dominick's as he bent down. "I'm here to give you an option."Dominick snarled, "I want nothing from you."Eryndor's eyes glinted sinisterly as his smile grew. “Oh,