All Chapters of A Mate for my Lycan Alpha: His Mate, Her Nightmare: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Avery’s POVThe days blur together. Each one is a battle.A battle against hunger. Against exhaustion. Against the suffocating loneliness of knowing there is no pack, no home waiting for me.No one except the tiny life growing inside me.My child.That thought alone keeps me moving.I hunt where I can, stealing scraps from the forest. The human world is foreign, unfamiliar, but I force myself to adapt. To blend in. To survive.Because I have to survive.I spend most of my days in the abandoned cabin, fixing the broken windows, gathering blankets, trying to make it more livable. At night, I stay awake listening to the sounds of the human town nearby, my senses always alert, always on edge.I don’t belong here, but I have no choice.Then, on my second day in the town, everything changes.---I meet Glen at the local market.I hadn’t meant to interact with anyone, but hunger had driven me to the outskirts of town, where vendors sell fresh bread and fruit. The smell was overwhelming, my s

Avery’s POVI wipe a shaky hand across my forehead as I step out of the café, my stomach twisting with nausea. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries, usually comforting, had made me gag all day. I barely made it through my shift without throwing up. Mrs. Thompson had noticed immediately. “You’re pale as a ghost, dear,” she said, her wrinkled face creased with concern. “Go home. Get some rest. I won’t have you collapsing in my café.” I didn’t argue. I couldn’t. As I walk down the dimly lit street to get to the downtown market to get some things I'll eat for the night, I hug my coat tighter around myself. The city buzzes with life, cars honking, people laughing, the distant hum of music from a nearby bar, but none of it eases the growing unease creeping up my spine. Something feels… wrong. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, and a shiver slithers down my spine. I’m being watched. My heart pounds faster. My grip tightens on my bag. I force myself t

Avery’s POVThe coffee machine hums, filling the air with the rich scent of roasted beans. I try to focus on the rhythmic sounds, on the warmth of the café, on anything but the unease prickling down my spine.But something feels off.Every sound feels too sharp, every movement too noticeable. The clatter of plates from the back makes me jump. The laughter of customers seems distant, like I’m hearing it through water.A restlessness grips me, a feeling I can’t quite name.I flinch when a coworker brushes past me, nearly dropping the cup in my hands.“Whoa, you okay?” Glen’s voice cuts through my haze. She steadies me with a hand on my shoulder, concern clear in her eyes.I force a nod, plastering on a smile. “Yeah… just a little out of it today.”She doesn’t look convinced, but thankfully, she doesn’t push. “You should take a break. I’ll cover for you.”I don’t argue. Stepping outside, the crisp evening air wraps around me, cool against my heated skin. I take a deep breath, willing the

Avery’s POVThe feeling hasn’t gone away.That eerie, prickling sensation on the back of my neck. The weight of unseen eyes tracking my every move.At first, I thought I was being paranoid. Maybe my pregnancy hormones were messing with my head, making me overly sensitive to everything around me. I even moved out of the rooftop room and got my own tiny apartment, just for more safety.But that prickling feeling lingers stillAs I stand by the café’s entrance, staring out into the busy street, I know, I am being watched.I don’t know who they are.I don’t know what they want.But I know one thing, I need to leave.I place a protective hand over my belly, trying to calm my racing heart. My child. My pup. If something happens to me, what will happen to it?I can’t take that risk.Mrs. Thompson notices my hesitation as I clutch my coat tighter around me. “Avery, dear? Are you feeling alright?”I force a smile. “Yeah… I just— I think I need to go home early today.”She frowns, worry creasin

Avery’s POV I knew this moment would come.I had played out every scenario in my head, practiced every possible way to say it. But nothing.... nothing, could prepare me for the sheer force of Kane’s presence as he stands before me now, his rage a living thing crackling in the air.His glowing red eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them, his entire body stiff with barely contained fury. Every muscle in him is coiled tight, like a predator ready to strike, and I force myself not to flinch under the weight of his stare.Stand your ground, AveryBut Goddess, it’s hard.“Tell me the truth, Avery.” His voice is sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade. “Is this child mine?”My pulse roars in my ears, my heartbeat hammering so hard it makes my chest ache. I already made my choice. There’s no turning back now.“No.”It’s one word, steady and controlled, but the moment it leaves my lips, I feel it crack something inside me.Kane doesn’t move, doesn’t even blink. His fists clench at hi