All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN MATE : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Xander's pov"Choose."That word hadn’t left my mind ever since I had read it. Since Kael handed me the white piece of bone wrapped in a bloodied material.I didn't even want to think about whose body the bone might have been pulled out from.The bone was now sitting on the war table in front of me, staring at me. The letters hadn't been carved with pure intent, the disorganized manner let me know that the sender was a malicious psycho.Choose.But choose what?Ava sat beside me earlier, trying to calm me. She was still recovering and wanted to be by my side at all times which is the only reason why I let her be in the war room right now. She whispered that it was a trick or taunt by Zerathos to just destabilize me. But I knew better, it wasn't a threat to me.I knew the difference between threats and messages.This was anm message but it wasn't meant for me as far as I could guess but I didn't rule out the possibility that it might.I got up from the table and began to pace across th

Xander's povShe said nothing.Kael stepped between us, disbelief written across his face. “That’s not possible.”“I didn’t want to believe it either,” I said quietly. “But the scouts confirmed it. The moment I saw where the enemy had moved, I knew.”Vanessa’s mouth parted. “You…”“I trusted you, you're my little sister.” I said to Lyra, my voice low. “I cared for you. Protected you. Ava healed you when we rescued you from Magnus. And you sold us out.”She took a single step back.Not to flee.To think.To decide what mask to wear next.But I saw past all of them now.“What did he offer you?” I asked. “Power? Freedom?”Lyra didn’t respond. Her jaw clenched and her hands trembled slightly at her sides.Kaida moved toward her, her wolf rising beneath her skin. “Tell us the truth. Now.”Lyra closed her eyes.And then she whispered, “I was trying to protect you.”That made it worse.Because it meant she’d convinced herself that was the truth.I shook my head. “Guards.”The doors opened.B

Rowan's POVI had always believed that silence was a thing to fear.Growing up, silence in the castle often meant danger. It meant tension. It meant something unspoken was brewing in the shadows waiting to come to light.But tonight, sitting on the floor of my chamber with Kaida beside me—her presence comforting, her hand still clasping mine— the silence wasn’t suffocating.After the tears had dried up and the storm in my chest had calmed down, I found myself simply staring at kaida.I never understood the comfort people spoke about from their mates but I had always dreamt of it and now that I tasted it, I craved it more than anythingI had cried like a boy, and she hadn’t said anything. Hadn’t judged. Hadn’t pulled away.She stayed.That meant more than any words.The candle on my desk has burnt halfway down, casting soft shadows and golden glow on her. Her eyes were one of the features I loved so much about her, it was filled with so much warmth right now and suddenly the pain in my

Rowan's POVThe war room was quieter than usual.It wasn’t for lack of people—everyone who mattered was present. All the alphas from the allied packs, their Lunas, council members, and trusted generals sat or stood in the circular stone chamber, murmuring and glancing at one another. A map of the Shadow Forge was pinned to the center of the strategy table, surrounded by half-filled goblets of wine and war plans scribbled on paper.But the air was thick with something heavier than war.Betrayal.Lyra.My sister.I sat to the right of Xander, who looked like he hadn’t slept all night. His hands were folded in front of him, jaw locked tight, dark circles shadowing his eyes. I knew that look. He was barely holding himself together.I wasn’t doing much better.Lyra.The name echoed inside my skull like a curse I couldn’t shake. My twin. My mirror. I knew her movements like I knew my own. Or at least I thought I did.Until she vanished into the shadows.Until she had failed the test Xander

kaida's povThe war room was loud—too loud. Voices were raised and flashed against one another. Everyone wanted to be heard their voices, a mixture of anger and disbelief. My eyes swept the room, but I barely heard what anyone was saying. Not because I didn’t care, but because I was watching Rowan.His shoulders were rigid. His eyes—normally so warm—were lost, confused and filled with so much pain and sorrow that hurt me to see him that way.But I understood.I loved Rowan more than anything. And I loved Lyra too, in my own way. She had been the first to welcome me into the inner circle, had laughed with me, helped me adjust to Blackthorn despite the fact that I couldn't speak. She had signed every word to me patiently, never making me feel lesser for being unable to talk. She was… family.But even love could not change what she had become.Even love could not save her from what she had chosen.And that was the cruelest part of all.My fingers curled tightly around the hilt of my dagg