บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Hawthorne : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Before anyone could say another word, she dashed toward me, enveloping me in a tight hug and wrapping her tiny arms around my waist. As my hand gently brushed her hair, I couldn't help but wonder how she had ended up here, as a slave. I noticed the expressions of surprise on the faces of the slaves and the questioning look from Diego, but I wasn't perturbed.The little girl's grip around my waist tightened as if she feared I would disappear once more. “Please don't leave me again," she pleaded, her words filled with sobs. I raised my head to meet the gaze of the onlookers, their expressions a mixture of surprise and confusion, with murmurs filling the room.‘Bella, what are you doing here?" Diego inquired, his face showing signs of anger, ready to surface. He walked toward me and knelt down to Bella's eye level. "Who brought you here?" he asked, directing his question at Bella, who looked at him with a mixture of fear and hesitation."Uncle Diego," Bella began, trying to wipe away her

He nodded and, placing the phone back into his pocket, held the car door open for me. I settled into the passenger's seat, and he took his place in the driver's seat. As I glanced at him through the rearview mirror, I couldn't help but notice his cold and distant gaze."Do you think she is the cause of all this?" he asked, starting the engine, and we sped toward our destination."That, I do not know, but I believe she might have some information," I replied, and he nodded with a look of understanding on his face.Soon, we arrived at a building that, in contrast to mine, appeared rather unremarkable. However, it was heavily guarded. Initially, the guards moved to stop us, but one glance at Ryan left them trembling in fear, much to my amusement.They gave us a pass, and we drove into the premises. As soon as we parked and I stepped out, I stared at the building, trying to take in its details. It was quite spacious from the inside and had an air of tranquility. This was the first time I

-AURORA’S POV-As I walked past the group of omega slaves who were diligently carrying out their tasks, I forced a smile and acknowledged their gestures of respect with a nod. Despite my privileged upbringing, I had never considered myself superior to anyone, and this situation was new to me.I held onto Xavier, who was either chuckling or crying, while Bella joined some of the maids to lend a hand. Despite my attempts to dissuade her and encourage her to rest, she refused and insisted on coming along, leaving me with no choice but to comply with her wishes."I'm sorry, Mistress," an omega stammered after clumsily bumping into me, causing a tray to slip from her grasp. She hastily bent down to retrieve it, then nervously met my gaze, fear evident in her eyes."It's alright, and please, you can address me by my name," I reassured her, and she nodded before walking away.Bella walked in, tugging at my dress while I glanced down to look at her. "Mummy, come, you'll want to see this

Aurora stood before me, her eyes filled with disdain as she cast a piercing gaze my way. Her black eyes narrowed as she clutched a baby tightly. I reached out to touch her, but she forcefully pried my hands away from her shoulder, tears streaming down her cheeks.Behind her, there was a dense cloud of fog. She maintained her unwavering gaze on me, slowly retreating into the mist. I attempted to follow her, shouting her name desperately, but my efforts were in vain.A sudden loud noise jolted me awake. I glared at the door, and to my surprise, Alex was in my room, his expression filled with apprehension.I didn't require him to explain the situation as the low growls resonating from the courtyard were enough to inform me that my home had been invaded by rogue wolves, a thought that thrilled me. I tossed the duvet aside, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.“Stay inside!” I ordered, my ears now picking up the sounds of battle. My guards were already engaged in trying to stop the invad

-3rd person pov-A man navigated the streets, his face concealed by a stolen piece of cloth, making his way past the surrounding buildings. He moved with evident difficulty, nearly limping, clutching his side as low grunts of pain escaped his lips. It was clear he was suffering.Finally, he had located the woman he had been assigned to track down, and it had been surprisingly straightforward. He couldn't help but wonder if he should thank the stars for the attack by those wolves on that fateful night. Now, all that remained was either to safely return her to her mate or, if circumstances took a darker turn, to inform him of her whereabouts.The sun still hung high in the sky, and he was fully aware that he needed to act quickly to avoid getting captured. The last thing he wanted was to be apprehended and face the consequences of trespassing in enemy territory. He understood that a single mistake could cost him his life, and he was determined to avoid that fate.Sweat d