Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 185

Mated to Her Alpha Instructor

Chapter 185

“Say nothing about healing, I interrupted firmly. Say nothing about students who’ve done nothing wrong except have the misfortune of being born to the wrong bloodline. Nina, I don’t care what the old laws say. You saved lives at that medical station. You helped me figure out the parasite cure. You are a healer, and that matters more than any heritage you might carry.”

But you’re at least pure–blood wolf,” she said, and there was such bitter resignation in her voice. ‘You’re the Luma now, you’re carrying an Alpha’s child, you have everything. I’m just… I’m a monster. Half–breed. Abomination. That’s what Silas said, what they all said when they had my mother. That’s what I am.”

The word landed between us like a stone, and I felt its weight, felt the years of self–loathing and internalized hatred that had shaped it. I reached out slowly, giving her time to pull away if she wanted to, and when she didn’t, I took her hand in mine. Her fingers were ice–cold and trembling, and I could feel the echo of her trauma through the touch, could sense the depth of wounds that went far deeper than anything Silas had inflicted today.

Silus knew my mother, Nina said, and now the words were coming faster, tumbling out as if a dam had broken. He was one of them. One of the wolves

who captured her when I was small, who kept us locked up for… for years. He did terrible things to her. Made her… made her service them, made her use her

healing magic to keep them strong and healthy while they…” She couldn’t finish the sentence, couldn’t force out the words for what had been done.

“Always, I said, and meant it with everything I had. “You’re not alone anymore, Nina. Whatever comes next, we face it together.”

Outside the small window, night had fully fallen, and somewhere in that darkness, Silas was plotting his next move. But here in this small room, two broken girls who’d learned to survive held onto each other and dared to believe that maybe, just maybe, survival wasn’t the best they could hope for anymore.

Maybe, finally, they could hope for something better.