All Chapters of My Mysterious Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

RYAN'S POV~My hand still wrapped around her jaw, I brought her face all the way until our lips met. I mean to make this a brief kiss, but the moment her tongue touched my lips, I lost absolutely all control. I spun us and reached down and hauled her up further onto the table with my hands on her thighs. I could feel the goosebumps peppering her skin and my pride swelled, knowing I am the cause. Our tongues fought for dominance. I don’t think my girl has ever felt any passion before, and I vowed right here and now to show her how it should feel. I let my hands wander up her sides, ghosting over the pulse points in her neck and then settling into her hair. I felt her legs wrap around my waist, trying to drive her center closer. Braxton, growls wildly within my chest, wanting me to fuck her too. Shit! I was damn losing control right now. Then I froze. “Shit! I'm so damn sorry!" I panted, pressing my forehead against hers, the taste of blood on my tongue sending a wave of fear through

ISABELLA'S POV ~He took in a sharp breath, his words coming out in a ragged whisper, “Nothing.” His body language betrayed his lie, and he carefully brushed past me, seating himself on the couch. “I need water. I’m thirsty.”Silence fell between us, my heart sinking as he evaded my questions. Without a word, I darted to the kitchen, filling a tumbler with water, praying it would help him catch his breath.I returned, placing the glass gently into his hands, the silence only growing louder as I watched him take long, slow sips of the cool liquid. He didn’t meet my gaze, his eyes focused on the glass as if it held the answers to all the questions burning in my mind.“What’s wrong with you, Ryan?” I asked again, my voice trembling with emotion as I took a seat next to him.He didn’t answer, his head tilted down as he took another sip of water.His smile was forced, unconvincing, as he answered, “Nothing... honestly.” He set the glass down on the stool, avoiding my gaze, but I stared bac

ISABELLA'S POV~My blood turned to fire, coursing through my veins like liquid rage. "Make it stop! MAKE IT FUCKING STOP!!!" I bellowed, my voice raw with emotion, my eyes glued to the sight of my mother, her body writhing in agony. I collapsed to the ground, every muscle in my body straining against Ryan's grasp as he held me back. "Let me go!" I shrieked, thrashing wildly, desperate to reach my mother's side. "Let me fucking go!" Tears streamed down my face, the pain of watching my mother suffer almost too much to bear.Ryan's voice was soft, soothing, but it only served to fuel my fury. "Isabella... Please wait." His hands tightened around me, holding me in place as I kicked and screamed. "Isabella, I know this is hard, but you have to trust Alice. She knows what she's doing." But his words fell on deaf ears."Stop it! Alice, stop it!" I screamed, ignoring Ryan, my body trembling with rage. But Alice just stared at me, her expression blank, her eyes cold and unyielding. She said no

RYAN'S POV~I flashed her a gentle smile, my gaze never leaving her face. “Of course, sweet girl. You don’t even need to ask.” My voice was soft, but behind the smile, my mind was racing with wild, dirty thoughts. I could see in her eyes the desire that mirrored my own, and I longed to devour her whole, to make her mine. I could feel the growl in my chest, a deep, primal sound that threatened to escape my lips.I turned away, gritting my teeth, barely keeping my hunger at bay. I could feel Braxton within me roaring in my mind, desperate to pounce on my mate. Our mate. “We need her." Braxton told me, but my jaw locked even harder, my veins protruding through my forehead, and I fought to keep an expressionless face despite how much my heart had begun to race. Isabella’s scent drifted to my nostrils and I swallowed hard, trying to keep control. My Adams apple bobbed as I fought the urge to take her then and there. “Fucking stay down, Braxton…” I warned my wolf in my head. I'm not goin

ISABELLA'S POV ~The moment I stepped into the room, toweling my damp hair, Ryan turned his attention away from the television and fixed his gaze on me. "You done?" I flashed him a grin, the corners of my lips curling up mischievously. In response, he switched off the TV and swiveled the chair to face me, his eyes never leaving my face."So, you're still here," I remarked, teasing him as I tossed the towel onto the nearby chair. "Guarding me, are you?" Ryan's expression was impassive, but a twinkle of humor danced in his eyes. "Oh, no, not at all," he replied. "It's just that I'm terrified that another man might sneak in through the window and steal you away with your blinding beauty."I couldn't help but laugh, my cheeks burning as I sashayed to the bed, playfully batting my eyelashes at him. Ryan chuckled, a low and throaty sound, as he watched me settle onto the bed. His gaze roamed over my nightwear, a slow smile spreading across his face as he whistled in appreciation."Damn,