All Chapters of The Chosen One: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Mima's POVThe room was wide with a queen sized bed at the centre. It had light blue walls and faux vines hung from the ceilings. I walked in in awe at how beautiful the room was. I turned to see Daria staring at me with a big smile.“Alpha Rake always made sure the room was kept tidy. He said it was his other half. I hope it is to your liking.”“It's .. beautiful. Thank you.”“Oh don't thank me, thank him. He picked everything out. Who knew you'd come a lot sooner than we thought. I am glad you're here.” She chuckled.She is glad that I am here? Is she for real?“I will take my leave now.” Daria walked away and shut the door behind her.I walked towards the huge wardrobe in the room. I was in shock at how many dresses and dress pants were there. From blouses to gowns to jackets and even coats for the winter. I took a light blue dress and walked towards the bathroom to get changed.I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myselfThe person that looked back at me was not who I was

Rake's POV The border was quiet, unnervingly so. The trees stood still and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was coming. The kind of silence that makes your skin itch and your instincts sharp. I paced the edge, running a hand through my hair, trying to focus. I was pulled in too many directions. The responsibilities of leadership, the pack’s safety, and... Mima. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. Her confusion was the way she looked at me like she didn’t know if she should trust me or run. Every time I told myself I was just doing what had to be done, I’d find myself second-guessing. I couldn’t ignore the way she seemed to fit with me, in a way I hadn’t expected. "Rake." I turned at the sound of my name. Bastian, one of my closest warriors, approached me, his expression grim. "Any sign of them?" I asked. "Not yet. But there one of the wolves picked up on their scent. They're not too far from here." I nodded. I had already sensed the same thing. "Get

Mima's POV I kept running, they kept chasing me. I was in the woods at night alone, the trees twisted and gnarled, stretching like dark, skeletal hands reaching for me. The moon above was blood red, casting an eerie glow across the forest floor. My feet slipped on the damp earth, as I pushed forward, trying to outrun the shadows that seemed to close in with each breath. I turned back to check if my attackers were still there, and like I guessed, they were. Hooded men, their faces hidden in darkness, moved with unnatural speed. And trailing behind them, Shadows. Shapes that seemed to writhe as if they were made of pure night. Dark figures that were neither fully human nor fully beast, their eyes glowing with a hunger that made my skin crawl. The growl rumbled through the trees, low and menacing. I could feel it deep in my chest, like it was coming for me, stalking me. My breath hitched, and I forced myself to keep running, but the branches of the trees seemed to tangle together

Mima’s POV A cold, damp chill clung to my skin as my eyes fluttered open. The scent of burning wax and blood filled my nose. Candle flames danced wildly, casting twisted shapes across the chamber. I was lying on a raised stone platform, my arms and legs restrained by heavy iron chains with spikes that dug into my skin when I moved. Blinking against the dim light, my gaze trailed across the room. At the far end, an altar stood, stained dark with what I didn’t want to guess. A massive, ancient-looking book lay open beside it, its pages yellowed and curling at the edges. Symbols, etched in something deep red, covered the surface, pulsing faintly as if they were alive. Then I saw them. A ring of twelve figures stood around me, their long black cloaks blending seamlessly into the shadows. Their faces were hidden beneath deep hoods, but I could feel their eyes watching me. Behind them, separated from the rest, was a thirteenth figure clad in red. Unlike the others, his presence

Rake’s POVI didn’t leave her side. Not for a moment.When I brought Mima back to the pack house, I laid her in my bed. The healer examined her, but there was nothing to explain what had happened. No marks, no wounds. Her skin was smooth. She only had chars on her but after cleaning her up, she was fine. But something inside me screamed that something had changed.I paced the room, my wolf anxious, pushing against my chest. Something was wrong. I couldn’t place it, but I could feel it, her scent had altered. I could put my finger on it but I just knew that something was not the same anymore.The pack was restless. The warriors muttered behind my back, questioning what had happened, why she was taken and why she returned to this state. They were already suspicious of the state she was in when I brought her in, but now, they're more curious.They wanted answers I didn’t have. I couldn’t give them answers because I didn’t understand this either.“Stay away,” I snapped when one of the war