All Chapters of The Alpha’s Omega Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Hunters fought against mine and Carlson's packs using guns and silver blades. The sight of it made my mouth to fall.Women were crouching on the ground, crying over dead men or trying to escape being trampled. My stomach churned, searching the crowd for anyone familiar. Tora's hand yanked on my arm, but I couldn't look away from the pandemonium unfolding.Gunshots and blades hitting one another drowned out the screaming and cries of death filling the air. My attention slowly moved over my people as I noted the tang of blood painting the dead and flowing through the large court- yard.I paused upon seeing the largest male with the hunters, covered in blood and tattoos, swinging his swords effortlessly. He fought in pants, with nothing else covering his flesh to prevent damage. I drank in the sight of him, watching the way he fought off three men at once with dual blades, easily taking down anyone stupid enough to cross his path.He turned, and the air escaped my lungs as the world went

Saint and his men walked me through the hallways that were now crawling with strangers. Unfortunately, in true fashion, they blocked anyone from seeing my skimpily clothed body while keeping me from seeing anyone else. The scents of human hunters, demons, and wolves inside the lodge set off warning bells in my head. Those three types of creatures never went together. No matter how hard they tried to be allies, it always ended in a bloodbath.At the door to my room, Eryx reached past me, opening it only to groan as they discovered it was filled with women. His startling green eyes moved back to meet mine, and then a deep, loud growl rumbled from his chest, sending the betas and omegas in my room into a frenzy. My body pulsed, and Saint chuckled, yanking me back as his arm slung around my middle, pulling my body against his.The women slinked out of the room, some of them crawling on their knees in fear. I had to fight the urge to kick Eryx for creating their panic, but I was certain I'

I sat in my room, inhaling some herbs to calm my anxiety. Eryx watched me from where he leaned against the wall, his dark gaze sliding over the dress I now wore. It wasn't sheer like a traditional mating gown, but then I hadn't even owned one until yesterday. My mind whirled with how Saint and his men had infiltrated the compound, slipping past the other packs without detection. Either someone here had helped them, or they'd turned some packs around the mountain against us."Are you planning to hide out there until he returns for you?" Eryx asked, his voice coming from right behind me. I spun on my heel, stepping back against the railing of the balcony as he smiled coldly. He reached for my hand, pulling the herb stick away from me before holding it to his nose. "Does this shit help?""It calms my nerves and helps to hide what I was from my father.""A treacherous bitch?" he snorted, pulling a drag from it then slowly exhaling it.I turned my attention back to the pack which had alrea

Saint sat beside me, his leg brushing against mine, sending a flurry of butterflies erupting into flight inside my belly. His hand lowered, and once more, he tugged on the blankets before expelling air from his lungs. He didn't rip them out of my hands, choosing to lean over me to retrieve the cup and wine.He poured the wine into the pewter goblet as my body trembled, knowing that I wasn't escaping tonight. It wasn't that I feared sex with Saint; it was that he'd discover the truth and turn something that should be beautiful, ugly. He offered me the wine, and I reached to grab the cup as he pulled the covers away from my body, smiling in victory. My lips touched the goblet, and his eyes slid down my naked body with a hunger that consumed my thoughts. I'd wanted him, and this. He'd been the only lover I'd ever wanted. When I'd denied him as my true soul mate to save him, I'd settled into a life of subpar reality. Sipping the wine, I licked my lips before offering him my cup.It was tr

A tremor of unease moved through me, sending every instinct I had on high-alert. Eryx's nostrils flared as he lowered his lips to my throat, placing a soft kiss against my thundering pulse. His hand moved, skimming his fingers over the curve of my hipbone. Deep, wicked laughter escaped him before he lift- ed his mouth to press it against mine. I turned away, keeping my lips at a distance from his."Come on, give me some sugar, Brae. You and I could have ended up to- gether if you'd stopped running away from me ten years ago," he urged, but there was a catch in his voice."You and I have nothing in common, let alone a connection.""You have a pussy, and I have a cock. What other connection do we need?" he mused, stepping back to drag his heady stare down my body. "If you think that is all that is needed to breed with a mate, you're fucked,Eryx.""No one said shit about breeding. Sometimes it isn't about connecting, Princess. It's about unleashing anger on your partner. You'd enjoy bei