Chapter
Chapters
Prologue - Call Of Duty
Chapter 1 - Attacked
Chapter 2 - Face To Face With The Enemy
Chapter 3: Urge To Heal Her
Chapter 4 - He's My Mate!
Chapter 5 - Escaping Zephyrus
Chapter 6 - Knowing Her Identity
Chapter 7 – A Worst Punishment
Chapter 8 – Feeling Her Pain
Chapter 9 – Why Am I Here?
Chapter 10 – Proving The Mate Bond
Chapter 11 – Acknowledging The Mate Bond
Chapter 12 – Did He Mark Me?
Chapter 13 – Dangers Lurking In The Shadows
Chapter 14 – Magnus Is Here
Chapter 15 – Fighting Magnus
Chapter 16 – Fighting The Attraction
Chapter 17 – Letting Off Steam
Chapter 18 – On A Mission
Chapter 19 – Felixe's Attack
Chapter 20 – Encounter With Felixe
Chapter 21 - Zephyrus Is Mad At Me
Chapter 22 - A Night With Her
Chapter 23 - The Uncontrollable Alpha
Chapter 24 - Connecting With Him
Chapter 25 - Stalking Felixe
Chapter 26 - Leandros Abducts His Mate
Chapter 27 - Threatened
Chapter 28 – Captured
Chapter 29 - Dealing With A Jealous Mate
Chapter 30 – Mated To The Alpha
Chapter 31 – Anything To Make Her Stay
Chapter 32 - The Unbearable Ache In My Heart
Chapter 33 – Taking What’s Mine
Chapter 34 - He Misunderstood Me
Chapter 35 - Knowing Him Better
Chapter 36 - By My Side
Chapter 37 – Whisked Away To Inuvik
Chapter 38 – Giving In To The Need
Chapter 39 - On A Mission Or Honeymoon?
Chapter 40 - The Search For Evelyn
Chapter 41 – All Hopes Dashed
Chapter 42 - A Promise To Him
Chapter 43 - Marking Him In Return
Chapter 44 - Trapped In A Log Cabin With Her
Chapter 45 - Footprints On The Snow
Chapter 46 - Who Were The Intruders?
Chapter 47 - What Was Going On?
Chapter 48 - Hera’s Predicament
Chapter 49 - A Bitter Face-off
Chapter 50 - The Threat Of War
Chapter 51 - Bonding With Hera
Chapter 52 - Felixe’s Demand
Chapter 53 - Where was Lena?
Chapter 54 - My Worst Nightmare Comes True
Chapter 55 - Pursuing Lena
Chapter 56 - Rescuing Lena
Chapter 57 - Our Mysterious Savior
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Chapter 43 - Marking Him In Return
Lena’s POV
I relished every bite of the food he made for me.
“Which is your favorite food?” he asked, making me ponder over his question. I didn’t have favorites. I loved anything that tasted great.
“I don’t have any favorites. Whatever you make for me is my favorite!” I admitted honestly. He real...