All Chapters of The Chosen One: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Mima's POVI peeked out of my room, heart pounding in my chest, and scanned the hallway. It was empty. Thank the goddess. This might actually work.Gripping the strap of my bag, I stepped carefully into the corridor. I had packed everything I thought I’d need, a few knives stolen from the kitchen, a pair of pliers I’d stumbled upon near the woodshed at the back of the haid maids building, and a scarf to hide my face in case anybody recognises me. The tools clanked softly as I moved, the sound amplified in the stillness of the hallway.I pulled the scarf tighter around my head as I approached the door leading outside. I should hurry before anyone realises that I am missing. I had made sure to create an alibi. I had told one of the head maids that I felt like I had contracted a contagious illness and even went through the trouble of faking a vomit. She had told me to keep myself locked in my room all day and not come out till I am better. The cool air bit at my face as I pressed onward

Mima's POV I was successfully able to sneak back into my room without anybody noticing me. Hopefully though…I fall on my bed and let out a sigh that I have been holding all through my run here. Zahra… I hope she finds somewhere safe. The days exhaustion finally gets to me and I fall asleep. For the first time since I got here, I sleep well.I woke up to banging at my door. I suspected it to be because of Zahra's disappearance. When my door is busted open and three guards walk in with Stephanie, my suspicions are affirmed. “Seize her and take her to the dungeon” Stephanie barked out orders to the guards. I don't bother to resist as doing so wouldn't help matters.Maids from every room come out to watch me be dragged off and whispers began to flood the hallway. The cell I was thrown into was the same from last time. The only difference was that this time, I wasn't chained with silver. I was just left to sit on the dirty floor. Few hours later, Dylan and Stephanie walked into my ce

With every single day that passed, attending to the elite pack members and serving their meal as they moved into the mansion, I felt like I was losing more and more of myself. I had checked every badged person that came my way to see if I could find who entered my room nights ago but so far, I had come up with nothing.The pack had been buzzing with news of another pack that hardly showed its face. The pack meet event that the pack had been planning for weeks was almost in view and the mysterious pack had decided to attend. It must have been a big deal for the pack to want to make the event as special as possible.The large main hall was extravagantly decorated with jewels, gold, silver and accessories from around the world. Everywhere looked extremely beautiful. It must be a very big event, so I rolled the empty trolley into the kitchen. I was finally done for the day. I took a turn by the corner and finally I stood in front of Julia's room. I slowly knocked on the door and waite

Mima's POVMy fingers trembled as I knotted the final piece of fabric to the makeshift rope. The sheets and clothes twisted together was my key to freedom.I could feel the anxiety of it all coursing through my veins. I said a small prayer to the goddess before I carried the fabrics and moved to carry my bag.I opened my window, the cool night air brushing against my sweat-slicked skin. My heart thudded painfully, but there was no room for hesitation. With one deep breath, I tossed the rope down. It dangled, barely reaching the ground, but it would have to do.The moonlight illuminated the small clearing below. The trees of the forest were dark and scary but I had to push through.With one final breath to calm myself, I gripped the fabric, knuckles white, and swung one leg over the windowsill. My stomach flipped as my foot dangled in the open air.Focus, Mima.Slowly, I climbed down. The rope burned against my palms, but I clenched my teeth and pressed on.One foot down. Another.My b

Mima's POVI followed Rake without a word, my feet barely keeping pace with his long strides. My mind was still in confusion, trying to process everything that had just happened. He had saved me, caught me when I was falling, fed me and then dropped the bomb that I was his mate, and now I was walking through halls filled with people, most of that I didn’t know, yet everyone seemed to recognize him.Rake didn’t seem to care about the eyes on him. He didn’t flinch when guards called out to him, demanding to know where he was headed.“Stop,” one of the guards ordered, stepping forward to block his path.Rake didn’t even pause his stride, “Move.”The guard faltered for just a moment but then quickly regained composure, as if unsure how to react to the command. The other guards, standing stiffly, eyed Rake in silence, but they didn’t challenge him further.“Return to the hall, Alpha Rake,” one of them said firmly. “Alpha Dylan requests your presence.”Rake paused, and I felt the heat of hi