บททั้งหมดของ His Supernatural Mate : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Delaury's POV “ What is wrong with her Jules?” Tristan asked for the tenth time since Jules arrived and the man was as irritated as he could be. “ If only you would let me check on her, I'd know,I just came son” he retorted and Tristan retreated in silence. Jules worked in silence, working on a comatose Krystal as we all watched him.“ A little privacy would do,” he said, and we both nodded and left.“ Why would she just go off like that,” Tristan questioned. “ Maybe if you just hadn't gone off on her like like that, she wouldn't “ I stated, “ She wasn't –” “ How the hell was she supposed to know that Kira had no good intentions? Do you explain things to her” I replied. I angrily moved away from him to obviously clear my head. Tyron rushed in, distress written all over his face. “ What happened to Krystal? “ “ How did you know something has happened to her?” Tristan fired.“ Another story for another day” “ Nothing happened to her,”“ He yelled at her” I rattled and he turned

Delaury's POV “ What is he talking about Tyron? “ Krystal asked, sitting up on the bed. “ Krystal–” “ Tell her exactly why I'm preventing you from being together, you idiot” Tristan yelled out. “ I guess you're fine now so I'll be taking my leave here “ Jules said, not wanting to be caught in the web. No one replied. I was the best person to do so but I was concerned about how Krystal was going to take whatever was about to be said. “ We had a fucking deal Tristan” Tyron yelled. “ You didn't go according to it and besides she left me so there's nothing to lose right? “ “ Can you guys just spill what's going on? “ I demanded. “ Look Krystal, believe me it was a mistake ,I didn't mean to –” Tyron began, “ Just go straight to the point,Tyron” “ Yeah ,go Straight to the point” Tristan said, taking a seat beside the bed. “ I slept with Tristan’s former mate one time when he wasn't around. It was wrong and I apologize about it but it was technically his fault” “ How exactly was

Delaury's POV“ Stay back Delaury,” Tyron warned as he prepared to shift and attack the wolf. Its fangs were as long as any Wolf's I've seen and the color was as rare as it came. It was neither black nor grey or Ash. It looked brown with a tint of redness around. I watched Tyron shift as I stood behind him, his tail wagging to alert me to move back. I didn't. I was rooted to the spot ,some form of connection pulling towards the strange wolf . Tyron lunged first but he could reach the wolf, he stopped and fell down,his wolf writhing in pain. The wolf didn't spare him a glance. It was looking at me. I was the one it came for even though I didn't know who it was. It jumped past Tyron as I moved back and it walked towards me. “ Who are you? “ I yelled. Tyron's wolf was up now, growling at the angry rare wolf walking to me. It turned when Tyron bit into its neck and soon Tyron had been thrown far away from us. Normally Tyron was a strong wolf, whatever this wolf had was something dif

Delaury's POV It was a dream. I kept whispering to myself. I'd been having hallucinations since Kira's death and I was damned near crazy. The mansion’s earlier tension has reduced a bit, with Krystal finally coping with the fact that she had a family member who was still alive. I didn't know the story of her mom's death but really didn't want to pry. “ You okay? “ I was watching the wolves go about their daily activities, it was morning but I figured I'd been sitting in one place for almost three hours. “ I'm fine, where are they? “ I asked Krystal. Tyron and Tristan still have some silent fights amongst themselves. “ To train the young wolves.” She simply stated. Her pregnancy glow was just something else. A thought crossed my mind and I pushed it far away. “ What are you wearing for the blood moon night? “ “ Wearing? “ She glared at me in shock. “ I'll let that pass since you didn't experience back at your former pack, it's a celebration here, we need to get you sn

Orion's POV “ This , I found this “ I slammed the book on the table, in front of Sylvia and Sebastian. The two watched me in confusion. .“Where did you find it? “ Sylvia asked suspiciously. “ Delaury's house” I needed to come clean If I wanted to get their help. “ What did you go and do there? Haven't you heard of privacy” She yelled. “ Calm down Sylv, technically there's no–” Sebastian didn't end his sentence, she glared at him, as much as she was glaring at me. “ I don't understand this,” I continued, urging them to open it. Sylvia hesitated for sometime before taking it. Their faces were contorted in the same way I had mine when I saw it. “ I – never saw this when she was there, “ Sylvia confessed. “ You never saw her writing or reading? “ She shook her head. “ These are just so good yet I haven't seen any of them before” she continued. “ Wait ,we need to find what it really means” “ Remind me why you're snooping in her things and demanding answers again? “ “ Sylvia,