Mated To The Alpha King (Raven and Ethan) novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121

Raven’s Pov

What the fuck was wrong with him?

Why does he always come at the right time to save me? He could have just let me end this mess, let me die, and be free from this constant pain.

Litho

Alpha Ethan had to show up again. Like he always does

Fuming with anger, embarrassment, and a erishing sense of helplessness, I stormed back toward the healer’s house.

My steps were unsteady, and my body ached from the shift and the sudden plunge into cold, biting air. My legs were scraped, and my soul falt heavier

than it ever had.

I barely acknowledged the worried look on the healer’s face when I walked in and headed straight to the cat where I had earlier lain.

The silence in the room was suffocating, and I let it blanket me as I sat on the edge o the door creak open.

of the bed, staring blankly at the floor. Just a few minutes later, I heard

I didn’t need to look up.

ave him away before he could utter a word.

His scent gave

“I came to make sure you took your medication,” Alpha Ethan said, his voice calm but firm, “Get ready. We’re leaving”

I finally looked up at him with narrow, bloodshot eyes. “I haven’t recovered fully. I can barely breathe properly, and I still feel lightheaded.”

“I know,” he said, stepping further into the room, his tone infuriatingly composed. “You haven’t recovered, yet you thought it wise to throw yourself off a cliff. So forgive me if I don’t trust your judgment at the moment.”

1 sucked in a sharp breath at his words. The way he said it, like it was a decision I made with full awareness. Like I wasn’t drowning in despair, I didn’t

reply. I couldn’t.

“We’re going,” he said again, his voice final. “I can’t leave you here. won’t. So you don’t get another crazy idea.”

I looked away, clenching my jaw tightly. Another crazy idea?

He made it sound like I was a lunatic.

Why are you doing this? I asked him. He raised a brow at me. He clearly didn’t know what I was talking about. I don’t understand what you mean

Just pack your things I don’t have time to

to waste. He said anger evident in his voice. Still, I didn’t fight. I didn’t have the strength anymore.

i swallowed my pride and swallowed my tears, and stood up. He turned his back to me, giving me space to get ready. I walked stiffly to the small medicine table and took the bitter herbal mixture the healer had prepared earlier, It tasted awful, like burnt wood and,ash, but I didn’t care.

We walked in silence back to the pack house. He didn’t offer me a hand. I didn’t ask for one. We walked side by side, with at least a meter of cold distance between us. And for once, he didn’t try to close it, He simply stayed silent, brooding, his face hard.

He hadn’t come with a car. Of course he hadn’t

The long walk gave me too much time to think. Too much time to remember his face and how it had looked when he saw me standing on the cliff edge. The way he shifted before I could even blink. The way his eyes had widened in panic when he saw me.

And the way he held me afterward, trembling slightly as he whispered my name.

Chapter 121

Thated it

Because even now, even after everything he’s done to me, a part of me still longed for that concern. That warmth.

When we arrived at the pack house, i didn’t wait for him to say anything. I turned and walked toward the servant quarters with my head du acknowledging any of the guards or staff that stand to the side as we passed.

Once inside my small, stuffy room, I shut the door with more force than necessary. The scent of soap and damp towels greeted me as I made my way to the bathroom, I peeled off my clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the cold water rain down on me.

1 scrubbed my skin hard, I have been unconscious for long, and I wasn’t smelling nice

When I was done, I wrapped a thin towel around myself and walked slowly back to the bed, I dropped onto it, curling into a bal beneath the rough covers. My hair was damp and Clung to my neck, but I didn’t care

I stared at the ceiling, thinking.

Thinking about the cliff.

About the wind in my ears.

About how ready I had been.

How tired I still was

But he saved me.

Why?

Why couldn’t he just let me go!

My woll stirred, her voice quiet and hesitant.

“Because he’s a good mate,” she whispered. “He didn’t want his mate to die.”

I scoffed. “Shut up. He’s not my mate. Not anymore. I don’t even acknowledge him as that” am done trying hard for him to notice the mate bond am

done.

“You can lie to everyone else, but you can’t lie to me,” she said gerfily. “Your heart still aches for him.”

“Then I want a new heart.”

“You want a second chance,” she murmured.

“Yes,” I said aloud this time, staring at the ceiling with tears prickling in my eyes. “I want the Moon Goddess to give me a second chance.

I want to love someone who will treat me like I’m more than a piece of property. Someone who’ll actually see me.”

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