After Breaking The Mark His Desperate Chase (Sarah) novel Chapter 195

Chapter 187 

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Taking hold on the door knob, he turns it and opens the door wide open to reveal the last person he had ever expected to see. 

“Hello there, Stefan. I came to speak to Selene. I know she’s here.” 

aac stands, guards up at the sound of his Alpha’s name being said. He narrowed his gaze at the red cloaked figure, unable to make a proper assessment of her strength until his eyes zeroed in on her finger. Or rather, what was on her finger. 

A serpent ring. 

A witch. 

“Ivory, what’s going on?” 

Stefan’s voice was void of any pleasantries. The rough, serious edge in his tone was making Isaac’s wolf struggle with the need to submit. The witch didnt seen affected. She simply smiles, darting her bright orange eyes across the room before settling her gaze back to Stefan. She doesn’t even falter when she makes her way in. 

“I need to speak to her about her fate. Or rather, what was of her ancestor’s fate.” 

“What? What are you-” 

“Isaac? Are you alright?” 

Selene stepped out of the room, looking at her Gamma in concern with Raizel following after her. Isaac felt a sigh of relief leave him when he sees the tension from the latter was relieved and no longer hanging over him like a cloud. As much as he wishes he could say all was well, the newly introduced female standing in front of him said otherwise. 

It didn’t take long for Selene to catch sight of the woman. 

She stared at her, a weird look in her eyes as she took in the witch. Just like Isaac, she immediately caught on from the ring the woman wore. 

“Selene.” 

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After Breaking The Mark: His Desperate Chase 

Chapter 187 

Selene frowned, unsure of what to say. The witch put her on guard. Whether it was because 

of the way she smiled dreamily at her or the thick scent of her power was unclear. Raizel pressed himself behind her and snaked an arm around her waist protectively, looking down at the witch with slight suspicion before speaking, 

“Ivory. What brings you here?” 

Ivory doesn’t let everyones mood dampen her smile. She steps forward, aware of their stiffening postures until she came face to face with Selene. She marvels at the fact that the male Alpha doesn’t waver in her presence, just like the mate she has. Everything was coming into place, just like she always knew it would years and years ago since entering the Young Alphas vision. She was glad they finally found each other. 

“Hello, Young Alpha. It’s been a while. I came to speak to your mate.” 

Raizel tightens his hold around Selene’s waist. 

“Speak to me? About what?” 

Isaac is a little baffled at Selene claiming the title of his mate, but he felt a burst of joy rumble from the depths of his heart for her. Words couldn’t convey how happy he was that– Selene finally found the one to complete her. True mate or not, Raizel was undoubtedly the only one she was meant to be with. 

“About your fate. About the vision. And of course, about Luna Bennett.” 

Ivory smiles when she sees Selene’s brows furrow. 

“The woman Romanuv Locksworth rejected. His mate.” 

Her gaze cuts to Raizel when realization slowly sinks into him. She looks at Selene once more, her ruby red lips widening until her pearly white teeth is showcased. 

“Your ancestor.” 

“What? Raizel, what’s going on?” 

I look over to the man behind me, hoping he had some form of answer as to what this woman was spouting. My wolf had been dormant for the most part of today, more than a little exhausted from the amount of energy we used up but after recognizing the possible 

sign of a threat, she was quick to get alert. 

She pushed aside the fatigue and watched with intense interest as the woman smiled up at us. Her ears perked up and straightened, body tense and bushy dark grey tail raised. 

Her beady black eyes skimmed over the red cloak that Ivory wore. 

“I came here to speak with Alpha Crestfield. Nothing less and nothing more.” 

Came Ivory’s soft response to my wolf’s unease. My wolf relaxed her shoulders, taking Ivory’s words in stride and when recognizing no lie in her tone, huffed before settling down in my mind. She sent forth waves of caution before resting her head on her paws. 

Ivory, what exactly are you implying here? What of Luna?” 

My gaze slides over to Stefan. His expression pinched, fists clenching and unclenching from the nerves steeling his posture. A permanent frown plastered on his expression with his jaw tight with warning. 

“I’m not implying anything, Stefan. I’m simply stating reality.” 

“The reality of?”