All Chapters of The Alpha's Broken Mate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"Miss Blackwood." Amelia's voice sliced through the boardroom like silk over steel. "I believe these photos will interest the board."My stomach lurched as images flashed across the projection screen. Callum-my mate, my anchor-in compromising positions with multiple women. The rational part of my mind screamed that something was off about the shadowing, but my heart seized with familiar pain."I won't stand for these baseless accusations," Marcus Bennett, Callum's oldest friend on the board, snapped."Baseless?" Amelia's laugh tinkled like breaking glass. "The evidence speaks for itself. Our CEO's. personal activities have put Wolfe Industries at risk."I gripped my phone, thumb hovering over Callum's number. The mate bond pulsed with warning, but I forced it down. After James's betrayal, I'd sworn never to be fooled again."I need to see him," I said low, gathering my stuff. None of the board members even really paid attention as I left, too involved in their argument.Rain slammed a

Fire raged through my veins as the change took hold. Every heartbeat pulsed waves of agony through my body. I screamed, my back arching off the blood-stained carpet."Hold her down!" James's voice cut through my pain. "Don't let them get away!"Through tear-blurred eyes, I watched Callum's huge wolf form tear into the rival pack. Fiona and Alistair moved like deadly shadows, their synchronized attack speaking of years fighting together."You betrayed us all," Fiona snarled at James, her wolf form pinning him against the now shattered windows.James merely laughed, a cold, mirthless sound that raised gooseflesh on the back of my neck. "Betrayal? I was protecting our kind. Humans have no place in our world-especially not as mates to an Alpha."My body twisted with another wave of pain. The transformation tore me apart from the inside out, reconfiguring every cell in my body. I felt my bones shattering and reforming, my muscles stretching to new shapes."Olivia!" Callum's voice cut throu

The crystal chandeliers of The Dorchester cast dancing shadows across my emerald silk blouse as I stood before the ornate mirror. My reflection stared back-green eyes sharp with determination despite the sleepless night spent in custody after James and Amelia's arrest."We don't have to do this." Callum's voice came from behind me, husky from exhaustion. His immaculate suit strained at its seams, its collar pulled a fraction out of kilter."Yes, we do." I turned to him, catching the leached tension in his broad shoulders. "The world needs to hear the truth from us, not from leaked videos and wild speculation."A sharp knock interrupted us. Fiona burst in, her red curls wild about her face. "The reporters are getting restless. And you need to see this." She thrust her phone at us, showing a tweet from a junior reporter: *'BREAKING: Monsters walk among us! Sources confirm supernatural creatures in London's elite.'*"Fantastic," Callum growled, his eyes flashing amber. "So much for contr

The ancient stone archway loomed before me, snowflakes swirling through its weathered frame like lost spirits seeking sanctuary. My boots echoed against worn granite steps as I descended into the massive chamber, heart thundering against my ribs. Centuries of pack histories spiraled up the walls, countless stories carved in stone by those who'd sought refuge here before me."This way," Fiona whispered, her red hair a flame in the darkness. "The others are gathering."I followed her deeper into the sanctuary, trying to ignore how the torchlight made the refugees' amber eyes glow like burning stars. We'd been running for so long, across borders and through cities, always one step ahead of those who wanted us dead. Now, finally, we'd found the sanctuary hidden deep in the Swiss Alps.That's when I caught his scent.Pine needles and winter frost, threaded through with something distinctly *him*. My fingers trembled as the mate bond hummed to life, a bittersweet ache I hadn't felt this str

The tempest outside Wolfe Industries' glass-walled conference room was merely a sideshow compared with the turmoil reigning inside my chest. I stood at the head of the mahogany table, the blueprint of the medical conference center glowing from my tablet while Callum exuded raw power beside me. The steady beat of the rain against the windows reflected my racing pulse."The Global Medical Innovation Summit gives us one shot," I said, my financial analyst's mind dissecting our impossible situation. My fingers traced the conference center layout as Fiona and Alistair leaned forward, their wolves stirring beneath their human facades. "Once Amelia presents her 'breakthrough' in genetic manipulation to over a thousand leading scientists and researchers, containing this becomes impossible.""She's going to out us all," Fiona growled; her red curls seemed to spark with electricity. "Centuries of secrecy, gone in an instant.""Not if we stop her first." Callum's voice carried the weight of his