All Chapters of My Mysterious Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

RYAN'S POV~I was frozen, the air in the room as suffocating as a deep sea trench. My heart thundered against my chest, desperate to break out of its cage and roar the truth at Isabella. Every fiber of my being urged me to spill my secrets. Braxton growled, my wolf begging for a chance to prove our loyalty to the woman that held my heart. But fear strangled my voice.I could feel Isabella's eyes on me, probing and penetrating.I forced myself to hold her gaze. "Are you going to tell your mother about this call, Isabella?" I croaked, my voice strained and brittle, like thin ice on a frozen lake. Isabella tilted her head slightly, her lips pressed into a thin line."No, I don't think so." She sniffled, her body sagging as if the words themselves were too heavy to bear. "My mother would be in so much pain. And I can't afford to see her that way. I've seen her break down on several occasions as a child and it hurts so much. I can't afford to see her break down again. I'll let her be."My

ISABELLA'S POV ~My mind raced; my heart thumped against my chest as I stood before the door. It felt surreal, the sight of my name on the plaque - Chief Architectural Designer. A lifetime's journey condensed into one moment. I raised my hand, the tips of my fingers lightly brushing against the door's cool surface. With a gentle push, it swung open, a world of possibility on the other side. A rush of chilled air, crisp and clean, washed over me, mingling with the subtle, expensive fragrance that filled the room. My chest swelled with emotion, a giggle tumbling out - half disbelief, half joy. I made it. This was my office, and I was the Chief Architectural Designer.A bittersweet smile curved my lips as I took a tentative step inside, letting the reality of the moment sink in. It was a dream come true, but it also carried with it a heaviness of responsibility. Yet, I knew I was ready, and the exhilaration that coursed through my veins was proof. I sat down at my desk, fingers dancing

ISABELLA'S POV ~When I woke up the next morning, I could feel the weight of the previous day’s events heavy in my chest. It felt as if a thousand bricks had been laid upon it. I tried to distract myself, to put on a brave face and pretend everything was fine, but the heaviness in my chest would not be ignored. I turned to the familiar comfort of coffee, but even the hot, steaming liquid couldn’t thaw the ice in my heart. I rubbed my chest, trying to massage away the pain that seemed to be coming from deep within my soul."Hey ma'am, are you okay?" I heard a voice that made me jerk my head in its direction. It was one of my subordinates, Luke, his face contorted with concern. I forced a smile, hoping to disguise the turmoil in my heart, but my eyes must have betrayed me, for Luke’s face only became more worried. I cleared my throat, trying to dismiss his concerns, but the ache in my chest only seemed to grow stronger.“Yes, Luke. I'm okay, just exhausted. I didn’t sleep well last nigh

ISABELLA'S POV ~The last two days without Ryan had been a rollercoaster of emotions for me. With each message or phone call, my uncertainty grew, making it hard to laugh with him as freely as I used to. The lingering uneasiness in my chest made every moment feel heavy.The sudden knock on the front door jolted me out of my reverie, and I froze. My heart leapt into my throat the moment I saw Ryan standing there, a wide, handsome grin on his face that made my breath catch. I was frozen in place, my heart pounding in my chest as he took me in, his gaze lingering on every curve of my body. He took a step towards me, almost as if he was checking to make sure I wasn't hurt.His eyes gleamed in the dim light, piercing into mine as he reached out and cupped my jaw, tilting my head back so I had no choice but to meet his gaze."I've missed you," he growled, his thumb tracing across my bottom lip. "Tell me it's been hard without me. Why aren't you hugging me, Isabella?" My name on his lips sen

ISABELLA'S POV ~ Waves of grief and despair washed over me like a tidal wave, pulling me under into a vortex of darkness. My legs felt like jelly, threatening to give out from under me as my knees trembled. I staggered backward, reaching out for the wall, using it as a lifeline to steady myself, my fingers digging into the hard surface. My vision became blurry, as if a veil had been dropped over my eyes, but it was my heart that was truly breaking into a million pieces.As Noah stepped toward me, his hands outstretched, I recoiled like a wounded animal, hissing through clenched teeth. "Don't touch me. I'm fine. Could you let me be now?"The heat in my eyes intensified, my cheeks flushing with anger and betrayal. Noah raised his hands in a gesture of surrender before he turned and left, his footsteps echoing down the deserted hallway.Tears streamed down my face like acid rain, burning my cheeks as they went. How could I have been so blind? I thought I knew Ryan, but in reality, he wa