Semua Bab MY HYBRID MATE: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Seraphina's perspective I sat on the bed, staring blankly at the empty plate in front of me. Dinner was over, but the uneasy feeling in my chest refused to fade. The clock on the wall read 9 PM. It had been hours since Damien left, most likely on his way to slaughter some innocent pack. My stomach twisted at the thought. Those poor souls had no idea what was coming for them. They didn’t know that tonight would be their last. That he was coming. Damien. A monster. A killer. My mate. Why? Why was I mated to him in the first place? What twisted game had fate played on me? I shook my head. Now isn’t the time to dwell on that. This was my chance. If I didn’t escape tonight, I wouldn’t get another opportunity. Because tomorrow, he would come back and mark me. Panic gripped my chest at the thought. I could already imagine the sharp sting of his fangs sinking into me, claiming me forever. If that happened, there would be no turning back. No escape. I had to move now. Taking a deep breath, I

Seraphina's perspective I sat in the back of the cab, my hands gripping the fabric of my dress as I stared blankly out of the window. The city lights blurred into streaks of gold and red, but I barely noticed. My mind was somewhere else—trapped in a storm of fear and uncertainty. Had I done the right thing by running? I should have felt relieved and free even, but all I felt was numb. The cold weight of dread settled deep in my chest, making it hard to breathe. My fingers trembled slightly as I pressed them against my lap, trying to steady myself. What if Damien finds out? A violent shiver ran down my spine at the thought. I knew what he was capable of. He wasn’t just a man; he was a monster, a ruthless hybrid who thrived on power and bloodshed. Right now, he was probably tearing through that pack, slaughtering every single wolf that dared to stand in his way. And when he was done… He would come back. And when he realized I was gone— I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. Damien w

Seraphina's perspective This wasn’t supposed to happen. For a moment, I forgot about everything—about my situation, about the monster standing in front of me, glaring at me with fury burning in his eyes. My heart pounded against my chest as my mind raced. Mason had just claimed Olivia as his mate. My best friend, my human best friend, who knew nothing about our world. And then there was Jacob—my ex—grabbing my wrist in front of my so-called mate. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Panic swelled in my chest. I had to do something, and I had to do it fast. Mason couldn’t take Olivia with him. He wouldn’t take Olivia. She didn’t know anything about werewolves, about fated mates, about the cruelty that existed in Damien’s pack. If she found out, she would hate me for hiding something so big from her. But that wasn’t even the worst part. Mason would kill her. I swallowed hard, my throat tightening with dread. I had heard the stories. I knew what happened to women in Damien’s pack. They weren’t given a cho

Damien’s Perspective "She's fucking lying, Zyros. She's fucking lying straight to my face," I growled through gritted teeth, my wolf snarling inside me. The rage inside me was burning hotter with every second. How dare she? How dare she call me a disgrace to the werewolf world? How could she know about all of this? I knew someone had betrayed me—someone from my own pack had fed her this information. And yet, she stood there, lying so blatantly, claiming she knew by herself? Pathetic. Such a weak attempt at deception. But what angered me even more was her mentioning some kind of drink that allowed her to resist my compulsion. That shouldn’t be possible. I would rip the truth out of her myself. The entire pack was watching now, their eyes wide with shock and fear. I could feel their tension, their curiosity. They wanted to know what would happen next. But more importantly, I needed to remind them of something—of who I was. Of what happened to anyone who dared to challenge me. Seraphina

Seraphina's perspective"Tell me, mate. How do I bring your wolf spirit back?" Zyros commanded, his voice loud and clear in front of his pack. I clenched my fists, my body aching from being thrown onto the ground. Still, I pushed myself up, rubbing my scraped knees. "I told you, I don’t know," I spat, my voice laced with defiance. Zyros narrowed his glowing golden eyes at me. "I see. You won’t talk, will you?" I could see it—his rage. His patience was wearing thin. Good. I wanted to push him. I wanted him to know that no matter what he did, I would not break. "Zyros, drop this shit. I don’t want to be a part of your world," I snapped. His expression darkened. "Not just my world, Seraphina. It’s yours too. You can’t change your fate just because of what happened to your family." The audacity. The sheer gall of this monster to bring up my family like that—like it was nothing! I saw red. "You fucking asshole!" I snarled, my rage boiling over. Zyros moved fast—so fast I barely saw him bef