All Chapters of My Mate, Please Let Me Go: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Amaya’s POV I slammed the door behind me, gripping my chest as I tried to calm the storm raging inside me. My breath came in uneven gasps, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. While Ryder’s voice still echoed in my head. “I promise you, Amaya! This isn’t over! I will come back for you… I will get you out of here even if it kills me.” Fuck that bastard. Why did he have to come here? I had gotten so used to being numb, but now everything was flooding back at once. And I couldn’t handle it. I squeezed my eyes shut, pressing my back against the door to keep myself from collapsing. My knees were weak and my entire body was shaking. I really wanted to believe him. But Dante wouldn’t let me go. He would never let me go. So why did Ryder have to remind me of a situation I had come to accept? Why did he have to come here and shatter the numbness I worked so hard to build? I needed that numbness. It was the only thing keeping me from breaking apart. But n

Amaya POV“So much for wanting to step out,” I sighed as I plopped onto my bed. Suri followed soon after, holding a tray with my breakfast and placing it by my nightstand. Then she rushed to the drawer and pulled out the first aid kit before hurrying to my side and kneeling in front of me.“Your hand, Luna,” she said, and I winced as she gently unwrapped the bandage. The wound was still tender, looking even worse than before. I was no doctor, but it looked like it was getting infected.Suri clicked her tongue and bit down on her lip. “I am going to have to clean this again,” she said, and without warning, she applied an antiseptic solution to the wound. I hissed in pain and tried to pull my hand away, but she held it firm.“I’m sorry, I know it hurts, but I have to clean it properly to prevent it from spreading,” she said, but that didn’t stop me from gritting my teeth.“You don’t have to be so rough,” I muttered, clenching my jaw as the antiseptic burned my skin.“You say that like I

Dante’s POV For over a week, I had been occupied with so much work in the pack that I barely had time to rest an arm. All of this, I did on purpose as a way to distract myself from thinking about Amaya—her face and the way she glared as she yanked her hand away from me. I didn’t mean to hurt her. “But you did,” Mako taunted. “Shut up,” I snapped back. “It was a mistake, okay?” “Whatever you say,” he grunted. I sighed in frustration, running a hand through my hair before returning my attention to the files in front of me. We had been taking in more rogue pups than usual, and it had been challenging to integrate them into our packs—worse, finding them a stable home since the orphanage was getting overcrowded. It was already difficult scanning through each individual file, trying to stop myself from thinking about Amaya—yet here I was, also dealing with my beta sitting across from me, scrolling through his phone in complete silence. Cyrus had been here for nearly an hour now, b

Dante POV ~ Back to present “I ran into your wife last night.” Cyrus’s words made my body stiffen. “She was in the garden,” he continued, watching me carefully. “Alone. In the middle of the damn night. Looking like she could barely stand.” A growl rumbled deep in my chest, and Cyrus raised a brow. “Did you know about that?” My jaw clenched, and my hands rolled into fists. Of course, I didn’t know. Why the hell would she be out there alone? “She said she just wanted fresh air,” he added, crossing his arms. “But honestly? She looked sick. Really sick.” Sick? “How could she still be sick? Hadn’t she been taking her medicine?” I muttered, more to myself than to Cyrus. And where the heck were the guards when she left her room? “She’s not okay. We need to go to her,” Mako growled. But I ignored him… “I can’t answer that. All I can tell you is she’s not looking good. And keeping her here is only making things worse,” Cyrus said, and I scoffed. “Why do you all keep sa

Suri POV “What’s your name again… Suri, right?” Kara said. It was just the two of us now, alone in the kitchen. I kept my head low and nodded. “You’ve been here for almost a month now. It seems you’ve gotten attached to the Luna. She must mean so much to you for you to defend her with so much passion,” she continued. I could feel her gaze studying me intently, and I didn’t dare to look up. “I’m simply doing my job. Then again, she’s been nothing but kind to me. I couldn’t just stand by and watch the other maids talk badly about her,” I muttered. “You know what? You are absolutely right. Even though Amaya’s father was… well, let’s just say, not the most honorable man, she shouldn’t have to suffer for his mistakes.” I smiled, but that quickly disappeared when she added— “But… you do realize how difficult you’re making things for yourself, don’t you?” she said, and I noticed the shift in her tone. I finally glanced up, looking at her, confused. “Difficult?” She smiled