Semua Bab ALPHA’s HEART MY PRISON: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Rose’s point of view:I was sure that a young werewolf with a healthy life could not have so many symptoms at the same time. Besides, I had already prescribed medication and gave Hilary a massage to relieve her headache. It was therefore impossible for her condition to worsen considerably as she claimed.She had refused to have a blood test. The hospital of this pack did not have all the necessary diagnostic facilities. Realising that she continued to create a fuss, I assumed that she was pretending to be sick and that she just wanted to create problems for me.Fuck! She was so mean. In normal circumstances, I would have completely ignored her, but now I couldn't, because this work at the hospital was really important to me. Despite this, I could no longer stand her, now I had to find a way to reveal her lie and teach her a good lesson."Auch, I have such a headache. Would there be a competent doctor who could treat me? It's getting worse and worse! Rose is not at all competent. The a

I hadn’t seen Rose since the day in the forest, yet I couldn’t forget her expression. Her light brown eyes shone with fear and disgust, as if she had seen a monster—and that monster was me.But what did I expect? Gratitude? Forgiveness? After all I’d done to her, her hatred was justified. It should have been enough to push her out of my mind. Yet, her image lingered.“Shit, Jack. You’re pathetic,” Uriel, my wolf, growled, his voice sharp with disdain. “She’s your enemy—a slave now. You shouldn’t feel anything for her. If anything, you should be thanking me. Now that she hates you, she’ll steer clear of you.”“Thank you, Uriel,” I said flatly. My wolf’s voice faded, but his words hung in the air. I hated that he was right. Rose and I were fated mates, but fate had clearly made a mistake. I didn’t deserve a mate, least of all Rose.“You know, you’re better off without her. You’re not capable of love, Jack. You’re a killer, a warrior. You don’t need her,” Uriel said, calmer this time, as

Rose had uncovered my lie. She knew I was pretending to be sick, and she used it to humiliate me. She deliberately wanted to put me under the knife, as if to show everyone how powerless I was against her. What if she’d gone through with the operation? She could have killed me right there on the operating table, and no one would have batted an eye. That merciless bitch.The werewolves of the Blue Lagoon pack were blind. How could they not see through her? She wasn’t some innocent, hardworking doctor trying to help the pack. No, she was the enemy, and she was manipulating everyone, turning them against me little by little.I couldn’t risk staying in the hospital. I bolted before they could strap me down. But my luck only worsened when I ran straight into Jack outside the building.His expression was cold—colder than I had ever seen it. I’d never feared Jack before, but at that moment, the weight of his authority pressed down on me.“This is my last warning, Hilary,” he said, his voice l

When I learned Rose no longer lived in the dungeon, I was furious. Jack’s kindness toward her was inexplicable. Giving her an apartment? Treating her like an equal? She was supposed to be a slave, and yet, she lived better than most wolves in the pack.That was when I knew—something had to be done.My plan unfolded with precision. I discreetly smuggled Loren’s werewolves into Blue Lagoon territory and waited for the perfect moment. After learning Rose’s schedule, I timed my move for when she was at work.Breaking into her apartment was laughably easy. Once inside, I made my way to her bedroom and poured a heavy dose of sleeping drug into the carafe of water she kept on her nightstand. Then I stationed Loren’s werewolves outside, while I took the apartment opposite hers. Through my telescope, I could see everything.When Rose returned home, she went about her routine—cooking, cleaning, and tidying her room. It took every ounce of patience I had not to scream at how slowly she moved. Fi

Hilary’s Point of ViewNever before had Jack shouted at me so harshly, and I had never seen him so shaken. It was as if he was barely holding himself together.But why? Why was he so upset over her? Why was he yelling at me because of that worthless girl?My chest tightened with anger, but I forced my eyes to well with tears, letting sadness paint my face. I knew how to play my role. I let my lip tremble and my gaze fall to the ground, ensuring I looked pitiful and hurt.Jack’s threatening glare softened when he noticed my tearful expression. As always, my act worked. Whenever I pushed him too far, all I had to do was appear fragile, and he would back down.This time would be no different. Without Rose, everything would go back to how it used to be between us. That thought alone filled me with relief, even joy.Loren’s men had done their job—or so I thought. The fabricated scene they had created should have been enough to convince Jack to give up his search.But as Jack knelt to pick