Chapter 6-Rescued but that comes at a cost!

CHAPTER 6

MADDY’S POINT OF VIEW

“Alpha Rowan J. Grey?” Kiesha's eyes went wide. “You mean the Alpha President?”

I nodded, looking away so she wouldn't ask me more questions. Whatever questions she might have, I had no answers to them.

Kiesha slipped her phone out from her bag. She hissed, “Shit. We have just five minutes, Maddy.”

“Alpha Rowan… Are you sure you can reach him?” she asked, her tone edged with seriousness. “We have no appointment, so that will be hard to do in five minutes. Calling the Alpha President on the phone is impossible, and even crazily impossible to do that in five minutes!”

“How do you intend to reach him? I have the Alpha Villa public line, but we both know they'd ask for the appointment code or letter.”

“I have his private line,” I confessed, and Kiesha froze.

“You—what…?” She glanced around, her tone lowering so no one could hear us. “You have the Alpha President's private line? Is that what you just said?”

I nodded, swallowing hard. “Y-yes… It's a long story, Auntie.”

“I don't care about the long story, Maddy.” She tossed her phone in front of me. “Put the number here. Fast, Maddy!”

I wasted no time entering the Alpha's private line he had given me that night. He had given me his private line, and though I had never called it before, I had rehearsed it by heart.

As I watched Kiesha dial the number, I silently prayed to the Book Goddess that the number was still in use. It had been years.

Seconds passed, and she paced around, phone pressed tightly to her ear.

When there was no response, she twisted her neck to steal a glance at me, and my heart sank deep into my stomach.

She tried calling again, and goosebumps rose on my skin. This was it; if it came back unanswered again like the first time, then it was all over.

My heart pounded in my chest, my hands trembled slightly as I watched her. Then suddenly she paused. “H-hello?…” she muttered, and an exhale escaped my lips.

~~~HOURS LATER~~~

The two-hour drive to the airport took a little longer because of the traffic on the expressway.

I still can't believe that I'm free. Everything seems like some prank to me. Sitting inside the cab, I narrowed my gaze out the window, the deep wind blowing against my face as I thought about my life. I still can't seem to wrap my head around the fact that De-shawn killed our pup and framed me. He's taken it all and also wants to lock me up in rehab.

I am out right now, thanks to Alpha Rowan J. Grey.

Kiesha told me that after he picked up the call, she explained I needed his help, and he made the right calls to get me out of there immediately. I'm still a little surprised that he remembers me by name. She said she'd told him Madison, but he reiterated, saying… “Maddy Carter.”

Since that one phone call got me out of there, and an Alpha private plane was sent down to bring me back to the pack, Kiesha has been side-eyeing me. I know she has a lot of questions to ask, but I'm grateful she didn't ask me anything; she just helped me book a cab to the airport.

My mind wandered to De-shawn again, and I wondered what he planned to do with all that he stole from me.

He'd be a billionaire overnight, thanks to my fortune.

I should have known that was all he wanted.

Minutes later, the cab parked at the airport, and I quickly found my way to the private Alpha plane that had come to pick me up.

When we finally arrived, a motorcade was already awaiting my arrival.

I sat inside for the next few hours. With the glass rolled down a little, I narrowed my gaze outside as the car continued to drive until we finally reached the Alpha villa.

Once they turned off the engine, I exhaled heavily. Back home—back to the one place that I shouldn’t be.

I stepped out, my eyes glazing over the entire area.

I looked at the building; nothing was as I remembered.

Every building standing here is new. Though the one in front of me right now seems to be different.

It was a sprawling, modern rustic farmhouse set on over twenty acres of land. It was the kind built to last generations, not trends.

Limestone and aged white brick wrapped the structure, softened by warm cedar beams that had darkened naturally with time.

Nothing about it screamed new money—this was quiet, deliberate wealth. The kind that didn’t need to prove itself, but you could just tell it was luxurious.

I swallowed hard, my fists clenching at my sides

Without wasting any more time, I bolted inside just as they had instructed.But as soon as I walked in, that familiar scent hit me.

I felt my wolf stir, excited in my head, and I froze. It had been days since I felt my wolf.

‘Mate mate mate’ came here again and I paused.

She had continuously hidden herself after the death of our pup.

She paced around in my mind, excitedly clawing at the surface, frantic for male attention.

The scent hit my nostrils, and I raised my gaze.

Over six feet tall, with broad shoulders wide enough to fill a hallway.

Light brown hair now rolled and coiled to the side, and a beard that was both black and grizzled; he stood out as the most handsome man I’d ever met in my entire life.

I could forget everything in life, but not the man standing in front of me right now.

For a few moments, my eyes were fixed on Alpha Rowan J. Grey. I didn’t move, and he didn’t move or blink.

His gaze dragged up from my feet to my face.

"A-alpha R-rowan,” the air rushed out of my lungs in a shaky whisper.

My throat went dry, and my eyes suddenly wet again.

He didn't tear his gaze away from me, and that was all it took for my feet to move. One slow step at a time, and then another—next, I was on my heels, bolting into his arms.

I growled into his chest, my hands wrapped around him tightly as I broke into hot sobs. He saved my life.

Slowly, his palms slid up my spine, wrapping around me,not politely, but possessively.

“M-a-ddy,” he murmured into my hair hoarsely. “I have missed you.”

His voice had aged like fine wine, and I felt it resonate in my bones, sinking deep into parts of me that hadn't been touched in years.

Hugging him tightly, all the mate pull I thought would have been subdued seemed to have reignited. My wolf lunged forward so hard against my ribs that I could feel her happiness from within.

Minutes passed as he lowered his head, his cheeks brushing my hair. For a fleeting second, he just breathed in my scent.

No words—nothing. He didn’t speak. He just held me tight, a subtle warning never to leave again.

But soon enough, the realization hit me, I was hugging the Lycan President. I wiggled my arms slowly, breaking free from his embrace.

“Sorry….” I quickly apologized.” I got carried away by emotions.”