All Chapters of My Mate, Please Let Me Go: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I woke up the next morning with a very high fever, but I still managed to get out of bed. Outside my bedroom window, I could hear chants from protesters who wanted me gone from the pack. This had become a routine; they did it every morning until they were chased away by the guards. I got dressed and headed downstairs to join Dante for breakfast. Although I didn’t want to, he had insisted, not giving me much of a choice. So, against my will, I had to see him every morning before he left the packhouse. Today was different, though. Kara was sitting at the breakfast table, smiling as she poured Dante a cup of coffee. “Good morning, Amaya,” she said, as if she wasn’t sitting in my house, at my table, sharing coffee with my husband while I sat at the far end, away from both of them. “Good morning,” I muttered, keeping my eyes down. Dante, on the other hand, didn’t look up. He was busy reading something on his tablet. “Amaya, you look pale,” she added just as I was about to take a bi

Dante’s POVI was at a pack meeting when I got the call that Amaya had been stabbed—by not just anyone, but one of my own men.“What?” I barked into the phone, startling the Alphas around me. My heart pounded violently in my chest, and for the first time in years, true fear gripped me.I left immediately, shifting into my wolf and racing toward the hospital. By the time I arrived, I was breathing heavily, and my hands were shaking.The doctor was waiting for me.“The wound was deep,” he started. “She lost a lot of blood. It will take at least a month for her to fully recover.”I frowned. “A month?” That didn’t make sense. With her wolf, she should be healed in a week at most.“There’s… something else.” The doctor hesitated.“Spit it out,” I growled.“Your wife was weeks pregnant, Alpha… but she lost the child due to the trauma.”Everything stopped.A ringing in my ear drowned out all other sound, and my eyes turned red. The doctor’s mouth was still moving, but I couldn’t hear him.Pre

Dante POV"I can't believe she would try to kill herself," Kara said, sitting in the passenger seat of my car as we drove toward the beach."I don't know... she never showed any signs."If anything, she was like a machine. Showing no emotion, yet so desperate to escape. That was all she talked about—divorce, freedom, leaving the pack.But killing herself? That didn't seem like her. The Amaya I knew had been scared of death."She's weak," Kara scoffed, crossing her arms. "I told you from the start, Dante. She never belonged here."My grip on the steering wheel tightened."She wasn't weak," I muttered.Kara let out a humorless laugh. "You're defending her now?"My jaw clenched, but I didn't respond.Because the image of her pale, lifeless body wouldn't leave my mind.Had she really considered that?Had I pushed her that far?"She survived three years with me," I said, taking a sharp turn. "That's not weak."Kara rolled her eyes. "Whatever. At least she didn't succeed. That's all that ma

**Amaya's POV**"How is she?" Dante asked, and I heard his footsteps getting closer."She... seems fine. She's been asleep since I came in," Kara responded."Hmm..." he hummed in response, and my fist clenched even more as it seemed he hadn't noticed what had almost just happened. And that annoyed the hell out of me. The woman he chose over me wasn't the goodie-two-shoes that he thought. That *I* thought. "You can leave. I'll keep an eye on her," he added."Of course," Kara responded, and I heard her footsteps retreating towards the door.She closed the door behind her, and all that was left was silence. Dante was still in the room, but he wasn't saying anything as usual.Although I knew he was standing beside my bed, I could tell by his steady breathing, but nothing else. After a moment, I heard him place something on the table next to me, and then I almost flinched when I felt his cold hands brush a strand of my hair off my face.His touch was unexpectedly soft, making my breath ca

Amaya’s POV“Oh, you are awake,” she said.Suri immediately bowed her head. “Good morning, Miss Kara.”Kara glanced at her and gave a small nod in acknowledgment before shifting her attention back to me. “How are you feeling, Amaya?”“I didn’t know you knock.” The words came out before I could stop myself, and I noticed her smile falter for just a second before she let out a soft chuckle.“I was just trying to be polite,” she said. “After all, you’ve been through so much. I didn’t want to startle you.”I stared at her, waiting for her composed expression to crack, but she was good. Too good.“Sweet of you,” I muttered and turned my attention to the food tray.I could feel her gaze on me before it narrowed to the barely eaten meal. “You haven’t finished your breakfast?”Why do you care? I wanted to say. Instead, I shrugged. “I’m not hungry.”Kara sighed and shook her head, looking at me like she was disappointed. “Amaya, you need to start taking better care of yourself. You are part of