My Fated Mate Can Have Her-Chapter 128: Her Second Mate II

Violet

The slender man was already bowing, low and formal, his movements sharp with panic. "I apologize," he said, addressing both me and my guard. "Please pardon my Supreme Alpha’s behaviour. He meant no harm, I assure you."

The wolf beside me shifted uncomfortably, clearly not sure how to respond or even handle the situation.

The man, who I suspected was the Supreme Alpha’s beta, was still talking and apologising profusely as the other wolf tried to diffuse the situation.

But I didn’t wait to hear the rest.

My mind was spinning with implications I couldn’t process, and questions I couldn’t answer.

I turned and ran.

"Wait!" I heard the Supreme Alpha call out behind me, but I was already moving, pushing through the crowd with desperate urgency.

The crowd swallowed me whole as I plunged into the throng of bodies, not caring who I shoved past or what startled protests followed me. My heart hammered so violently I could hear it in my ears, drowning out everything else.

The bond pulled at me even as I ran, a warm insistent tug that felt wrong and right and impossible all at once. Like my chest was trying to turn back toward him even while my legs carried me forward.

’No. No. This isn’t real. This can’t be real.’

I burst through another cluster of wolves, ignoring their annoyed protests. The shadow guard was somewhere behind me trying to keep up.

The castle loomed ahead and I ran faster before slowing to a brisk walk towards the courtyard.

’How was this possible?’

I nearly collided with a wolf standing directly in my path.

I stumbled back, my vision swimming, and looked up into a face I recognized.

Another patrol wolf from Shadowpine.

The same cruel eyes I remembered from that night flashed with surprise and he stiffened the moment he saw my face.

"You—" he breathed, stumbling a step back.

The rage that had been simmering since Elena returned in full force, mixing with the panic and confusion in me and turning them into something sharp and volatile.

"Get out of my way!" I snapped.

The words came out as a snarl, and something in my tone, or maybe the wild look in my eyes, or the way my energy flared hot beneath my skin, made him jolt backward.

He shifted to the side so fast he nearly tripped over his own feet, and I swept past him without another word.

The moment I reached Kael’s quarters, I fled to my room and slammed the doors behind me.

My hands were shaking.

No. My entire body was shaking.

My chest felt too tight, as if my lungs were refusing to expand properly.

’Breathe. Just breathe.’

I stumbled toward the bathing room, gripping the edge of the basin with trembling hands. Cold water. I needed cold water.

I turned the tap, letting cold water flow, then splashed it over my face again and again.

The shock of cold did nothing to clear my mind. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Inside me, my syzygy trembled. It felt so uncomfortable like it was being pulled in two directions at once.

"This isn’t happening," I whispered, closing my eyes as I tried to steady myself. "It can’t be happening."

But it was.

I had two mates?

That was impossible. I had never heard of such a thing. There is usually meant to be just one.

I straightened and pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to make sense of something that made no sense.

How? How could I have another mate?

Mates were singular. One person. One bond. That was how it worked. That was how it had always worked.

Even Damon, even after everything he had put me through, had been my mate. My only mate. The rejection had nearly killed me, had left me hollow and broken, but he had been the one.

Until Kael.

My hands lowered slowly from my face as a terrible chill went down my spine.

A thought I could not push away formed.

’When did Kael exactly become my mate?’

I stared at my reflection, watching the colour drain further from my face.

When did my bond form with him?

I had been recovering from the rejection. My body had been breaking down from the severed bond, until I met Kael.

Even when rejected mates lost their bond, it took years before another was formed, so why was Kael my mate while I was still suffering from the rejection symptoms?

My breath hitched.

Had Kael been my mate all along?

Even while Damon was?

The realisation that I had always had two mates, now three, sent ice through my veins.

My legs gave out and I slid down to the floor.

This was bad.

[ - ]

I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling and lost in thought. My syzygy had calmed down, and it took a bit of relaxing to answer the hanging question of why I had multiple mates. It likely had to do with me being a Lycan.

What was I going to do now?

I wasn’t sure if I should tell Kael. He had enough on his plate as it was, and now this...

Even if I did, I had to choose someone.

My chest tightened and my mouth soured.

I hated that.

I did not want to do that.

I never want to inflict the harm Damon subjected me to.

Even if I were to choose Kael, I wasn’t ready and I didn’t want it to be like this. I hadn’t even had the time to discover myself first.

Separate from the bond was a barely discernible pull towards somewhere, much like the one I had felt during the eclipse. I would have to follow it to wherever it led me to after the summit.

I curled into myself on the bed.

For the first time since my last escape attempt, I felt the strong urge to run away from the Capital this very instant, and for a very different reason.

I felt so suffocated, like a heavy burden had settled on my shoulders.