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The Lightning Wolf Chronicles (Evelyn and Nadia) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142: I Won’t Be His Mate

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Evelyn’s POV

‘Give her back to me, Robert’s voice cracked, each word dripping with desperation.

I met his gaze, my heart heavy. “I can’t do that. I’m sorry, Robert. I never wanted to hurt her, and I had no idea about your relationship. Tears slid down my cheeks, but I stayed alert, watching Brandon’s predatory expression. He was clearly waiting for the perfect moment to have Robert attack me.

“You can do it,” Robert insisted, eyes wild with desperate hope. “If you let him mark you and gain the Luna power, you could bring her back. I know you

could!”

“That’s not how it works,” I said firmly. “Brandon’s been lying to you. The Luna doesn’t have resurrection powers.”

“You are the next Luna Queen, Brandon cut in, eyes flashing dangerously. Alpha King Nathan will fall soon. He’s let his people suffer too long and doesn’t deserve to rule anymore, Someone more worthy from the royal bloodline me should take his place. Now prove your abilities and bring her back!”

His delusion was fully exposed now. He’d clearly brainwashed his followers into believing Alpha King Nathan was responsible for their suffering.

I chose my next words carefully. “The Luna Queen’s only job is spiritual guidance There’s no power to resurrect anyone. Brandon’s deceiving you. He’s not the future Alpha King – he’s just a coward who hides behind others. That’s not what a true leader does.”

I knew I was baiting him, but I needed to regain some control. Brandon let out a threatening growl.

“You will be my Luna Queen! After we’re united, I’ll have full Alpha King power.” He turned to Robert. “Grab her. Don’t let her speak another word. And don’t hurt her. With that, he turned to leave, apparently convinced of his victory.

Robert lunged for my arm. I dodged smoothly. “Don’t make this worse,” he warned reaching again.

I’m not going anywhere with either of you, and I’m definitely not becoming his mate,” I said firmly while scanning the area. The clearing was smaller than I’d realized, maybe half the size of the bonfire site.

I noticed a strange silvery gleam flowing across the ground between trees, like monlight reflecting off frost. Some kind of magical barrier blocking out mind links, I guessed. My Sentinel mark should have broken through, but either wasn’t fully mature or whoever cast this was incredibly powerful.

Robert charged again. I let him get close enough, then used his shoulder as leverage to leap up while pushing him down. He stumbled but quickly recovered.

During our training sessions, he’d never been my equal. But I couldn’t kill him in self-defense he’d already lost too much. He charged again, this time gripping my arm firmly. I used his momentum, ducking before impact and striking his leg joint hard before rolling backward to safety.

He dropped to one knee, groaning. Then his head snapped up, looking toward the forest depths. We should leave.”

Before I could process his meaning, several things happened at once. A blindingsh lit up the entire clearing, followed by more than twenty figures

rushing at us from all directions.

I immediately shifted to battle mode. Robert vanished into the crowd of grabbing hands while I defended against the most aggressive attacks. Blows landed all over my body, pain flaring everywhere except my face. Worse still, I couldn’t no matter how I called to my wolf, our connection seemed blocked by

some external force.

‘Enough! She needs to be intact to carry my bloodline.” The crowd immediately opped at Brandon’s command, parting to let him through. He looked completely unharmed, not having participated in the fight at all. “Take her away keep her unconscious until I’m ready.”

‘Carry my bloodline’? I would never become this psychopath’s mate. What did hebean by keeping me unconscious? These questions flashed through my

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Chapter 142: I Won’t Be His Mate

mind as I desperately fought the wave of attackers. I kicked and struck blindly, me. Even with my skills, I couldn’t break through their numbers. I needed help,

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heart racing chaotically. All I could see were hands and faces reaching for

with the connection severed, no rescue was coming.

A sharp pain exploded at the back of my head, and my vision blurred instantly. roaned, falling forward. Then came a stinging sensation in my neck – an injection. I tried to cry out but couldn’t make a sound. My strength drained away like water. Before consciousness faded completely, the last thing I saw was Peter’s face a mixture of sadness and guilt.

Dripping water woke me. The sound was uncomfortably familiar, triggering memories I’d rather forget.

I gasped, struggling to my knees. My chest throbbed with each breath. Pushing matted hair from my face, I discovered metal handcuffs binding my wrists. Following the chain with my eyes, I saw it connected to the stone wall behind me My ankles were shackled too they clearly considered me dangerous

enough to warrant complete restraint.

Looking around, I realized this was a natural cave converted into a prison. The walls were uneven rock with water droplets sliding down, the air cold and

damp.

So they had me chained to a cave wall. Almost laughable. Did they really think I was this dangerous, or was this their standard treatment for prisoners?

My vision remained blurry, my movements sluggish – those injections were still affecting me. A bare bulb in the far corner provided dim light. Beside it stood a rough wooden table and crude chair, obviously not meant for me. The only other notable feature was another set of chains connected to a pile of clothing or blankets about ten feet away. Had others been imprisoned here before

I heard approaching footsteps, then keys jingling, followed by the lock turning. The door creaked open, and someone entered – a face I recognized from the night runs, though I couldn’t recall his name.

“Finally awake, huh? What a relief. I was tired of feeding you through IVs just to get beaten for taking too long. Brandon isn’t exactly the patient type.”

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