All Chapters of Mated To The Cursed Alpha : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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We move in two nights

TOBIASI stared at the maps of Nightshadow territory until the ink started to look like veins on the page. This whole plan is a disaster waiting to happen. It’s reckless, it’s dangerous, and it’s probably the most "suicidal" thing we’ve ever attempted.But arguing with Rowan right now? Pointless.I’ve tried. I’ve given him every logical reason to wait, to build the army, to use the Council.He doesn't care. Not even a little bit.The Alpha King has made his decision, which means my job is shifted from "advisor" to "damage control." I have to make sure he doesn't get both of us killed before we even see the gates.I’ve been tracking Finn’s patrol patterns for weeks. The man is paranoid, but even paranoid Alphas have holes in their security.His guards are lazy around the eastern border just after midnight. They think the terrain is too rough for a real threat to cross.They’ve got to be kidding themselves. That’s exactly where we’re going in.I’ve mapped out three different routes from

Your father is here

MIRAI’ve read the letter so many times the parchment is starting to soft and fray at the edges. Two days. He said to watch for a sign in two days, and I’ve spent every single second of that time counting the beats of my own heart.It’s obsessive. I know it is. But when you’re trapped in a stone box, what else are you supposed to do?I’ve been tracking the sun’s movement across the floor like a sundial. Every time I hear footsteps in the hallway, I jump, my breath hitching in my throat.Is it him? Is he at the door?Hell nah. It’s always just a guard with a tray of cold soup or Isla coming in to remind me how much she hates me.The mate bond is acting completely haywire today. It’s pulling so hard toward the north that I feel like I’m being dragged by a physical chain.My wolf is even worse. She’s pacing in tight, frantic circles in the back of my mind, her fur bristling and her ears pinned back.She knows. She can feel him getting closer, and she’s absolutely losing it.I’ve tried to

I’ll crawl if I have to

MIRAI pressed my hand hard against my chest, right where the mate bond was turning into a literal wildfire. It was hot, heavy, and so loud in my head I couldn't think.He’s close. He’s right here. But where?Is he still outside in the trees? Or is he actually inside the house, moving through the hallways like a ghost?Every second that ticked by felt like someone was tightening a wire around my throat. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move.Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door. It was soft. Almost hesitant.It wasn't the guard’s rhythm. This was something else—deliberate, steady, and weighted with a power that made the wood vibrate.My heart did a violent, panicky somersault. I moved toward the door, my legs feeling like they belonged to someone else.My hand was shaking so badly I could barely wrap my fingers around the handle. What the fuck am I doing? What if it’s Finn?Hell nah. I know this feeling. I know this scent.I pulled the door open, inch by agonizing inch. And then my wor

He knows me

MIRAThe silence in the room was so thick I could practically taste it. It tasted like dust and old regrets.I wanted to throw myself into his arms. I wanted to bury my face in his chest and let the scent of him drown out every nightmare I’ve had in this cell.But I couldn't move. Something was holding me back—a cold, jagged memory of the morning after we met.I remembered him looking at me with those ice-cold eyes. I remembered him telling me to leave like I was a mistake he couldn't wait to erase.Rowan’s hand was still hovering in the air between us, trembling. Finally, he dropped it, his fingers curling into a white-knuckled fist at his side.When he finally spoke, his voice was rough and low. He sounded like a man who hadn't used his voice in days, or maybe like he was trying to keep a roar from breaking out."Are you alright?" he asked. "Did he hurt you, Mira? Tell me exactly what he did."The concern in his voice... ugh. It was the last thing I expected, and it was the one thin

Break it!

MIRARowan flinched like I’d just hauled off and slapped him across the face. The question was still hanging there, heavy and ugly, and I watched him struggle to find the words.His jaw worked, a muscle jumping in his cheek, and his hands kept opening and closing at his sides. He looked like a man who was fighting every instinct to just turn and run from the truth."I’m not here to reject you, Mira," he said, his voice quiet but so intense it made the air vibrate.He took a step closer, his silver eyes searching mine with a desperation that was almost hard to look at."I came because I can't stay away anymore," he whispered. "The bond... it’s been tearing me apart since the second you walked out of that palace. I thought I could handle it. I thought I was stronger than this."Ugh. I want to believe him. I really do.But the hurt doesn't just go away because he’s standing here looking sad. It’s buried deep in my bones, right next to the memory of him looking at me like I was a piece of

Close call

MIRA’S POVRowan’s entire body goes rigid.It happens so suddenly I almost miss it—the way his shoulders tense into hard, unyielding lines, the way his head snaps toward the door like something inside him has gone completely still and alert.His hand tightens around mine, just a fraction, but enough to tell me he heard it too.Voices.They’re faint at first, muffled by the heavy, oppressive stone walls, but they’re getting closer with every agonizing second.At least two people.Maybe three.Footsteps echoing down the cold corridor outside my room, unhurried, confident, and utterly terrifying.And then I hear him.Finn’s voice is heard through everything else.My breath catches painfully in my chest, lodged there like a stone.Panic hits fast and hard, a sharp, icy rush that makes my fingers go numb and my vision swim at the edges.If Finn finds Rowan here—if he sees him standing in the middle of my room—everything we have built shatters into dust.There will be no explaining it away

Dangerous ground

MIRA’S POVFinn doesn’t leave immediately.Instead, he stands just inside the heavy wooden doorway, his eyes sweeping the room with a slow, agonizing deliberation, like he’s memorizing every jagged crack in the stone walls and every shadow in the corners.The silence stretches between us, heavy, uncomfortable, and thick enough to choke on.I feel so tense but still, I force myself not to shift under the weight of his gaze, fighting every instinct to fidget or to just show the raw panic clawing its way up my spine like a living thing.My pulse is racing at a frantic, uneven tempo, but I keep my breathing steady and shallow.I can feel Rowan through the bond, he's still waiting for Finn to try anything stupid and he's ready to come out and claw him to his death. He’s still in the bathroom, only a few agonizing feet away, his presence like a tightly wound steel spring ready to snap.If Finn tries anything, if he takes a single step too close to my personal space, I know Rowan will attac

Distraction successful

The pain is sharp, sudden, and terrifying, blooming low in my stomach like a tight knot twisting hard enough to tear.I gasp despite myself, my body reacting with a violent flinch before my mind can even catch up to what is happening.My hand flies to my abdomen, fingers splaying wide, as I bend slightly at the waist to shield myself.The pain is real.Maybe from ttress, fear, the crushing weight of the bond—whatever the bloody cause, my body isn't pretending for the sake of a ruse.The cramp tightens and rolls, sending another wave of sickening discomfort radiating through my core.Finn spins around immediately, his movement a blur of sudden motion.“What’s wrong?” he asks sharply.Before I can find the words to answer, another pulse of white-hot pain hits my lower belly.I inhale sharply, my breath coming in unsteady, jagged hitches now.My fingers curl into the coarse fabric of my dress, knuckles white, as I clutch my stomach in a desperate grip.“It hurts,” I say, my voice straine

Concerned father

Mira’s POVThe door didn't just open; it practically flew off the hinges. I didn't even have to look up to know the healer had arrived, mostly because the sound of her heavy breathing and the frantic clatter of her medical bag preceded her by a mile.She looked like she’d run a marathon just to get to this room. Good. The more chaotic this felt, the less likely anyone was to stop and actually think about what was happening.Finn retreated from the edge of the bed, giving her space, though he didn't go far. He hovered like a dark cloud, his presence heavy and suffocating.I kept my eyes on the ceiling, keeping my breath shallow and jagged. It wasn’t hard to fake the distress when my heart was already hammering against my ribs for a completely different reason.The woman knelt beside me instantly. Her hands were cold—distractingly cold—as she pressed two fingers against my pulse point."How long has she been like this?" she asked, but she didn't even wait for Finn to answer before she w

Get the scouts to ridge

Tobias’s POVThe air out here tasted like pine needles and impending violence. I stayed low, my stomach pressed against the damp earth, watching the chaos unfold through the thick veil of the tree line.From this vantage point, the Nightshadow Pack territory looked like a disturbed hornet’s nest.Torches flickered to life one by one, orange sparks dancing against the obsidian sky, and the sudden, jarring clang of the alarm bells began to echo through the valley.It was music to my ears.The false trail I’d spent the last hour meticulously laying near the eastern border had clearly done the trick. I’d been careful—too careful, almost.I hadn’t just kicked some dirt around; I’d dragged old scent markers from our own borders, scattered them in a way that suggested a scouting party trying to stay hidden but failing just enough to be noticed.I’d disturbed the ground, snapped branches at shoulder height to mimic a large wolf’s passage, and even left a few tufts of fur I’d scavenged from th

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