All Chapters of I Married An Alpha After Divorce: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Edward’s POV I paced about my office, not any less agitated than I’d been since I was informed that Clara was missing. Almost twelve hours later, and she still hadn’t been found. There were no leads about her whereabouts yet, no sniff of her, whatsoever. I was losing my mind now, no doubt, knowing so well that she was not safe wherever she was. She, and the baby. Anything could happen, anything at all, and if things turned worse than they already were, and something happens to her, I would never be able to forgive myself. Ever. A knock sounded on the door just then, and I whipped my gaze to the door, hoping that whoever was there bore some news about my wife. “Yes?” I called out, and a second later, the door opened, and Henry stepped into the office. Sighing in disappointment, I whipped my gaze away from him, pushing my fingers through my hair as the agitation spiked higher. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my tone cold. He scoffed, pulling out a seat and sin

Edward’s POV I sat in my office, cradling my head in my hand, sifting through my thoughts for answers. Where the hell was Clara? Who had taken her? A knock on the door interrupted me, and I lifted my head slightly, a dull ache spreading across my forehead. “Come in.” The door opened almost instantly, and Jaxon stepped inside, his face etched with devastation. Lydia followed closely behind, looking just as shaken. I fixed my gaze on Jaxon, waiting. He cleared his throat. “We’ve searched every warehouse in the pack, Alpha,” he reported, exhaustion clear in his voice. “Still no sign of her.” “For fuck’s sake,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair as frustration and fear tore through me. Where was she? Who had my wife? Was she even still alive? That last thought sent a fresh wave of dread crashing over me. In the chaos of searching, I hadn’t truly let myself consider that possibility. I pushed to my feet, staggering slightly as the weight of it hit me. “Alpha,”

CLARA’S “No!” I screamed, kicking wildly, full of rage as they dragged me out of the room, pulling me across the rough concrete floor. “Let me go!” “Scream all you want, Clara,” my abductor spat, walking behind the men who were dragging me. “No one’s coming to save you. I’ll take that baby you care about so much, and no one will stop me, not even Edward.” “No!” I cried out, tears pouring down my face as the concrete scraped against my body, leaving bloody marks. “I won’t let you!” “No! I won’t let you!” he mocked, his voice filled with ridicule. “Save your energy, Clara,” he said, his tone turning cold, “and stop yelling, because you’re going to lose a lot of blood in the next few minutes.” Exhausted from screaming, I started sobbing, still trying to struggle, but it was useless. These men were far too strong and brutal, paying no attention to the fact that I was pregnant. Eventually, we reached the forest, and as they dragged me through the woods, the twigs and branches

CLARA’S POV Edward stood at the foot of my bed, his face tense with frustration. I had insisted on carrying this baby, no matter what. He wasn’t happy about it, he wanted to keep me safe, but I wasn’t changing my mind. Lydia walked in, carrying a bowl of water. Edward glanced at her. “Make sure she’s looked after at all times,” he said, his jaw tight. “I want more maids assigned to her, and she isn’t to lift a finger. Understood?” Lydia set the bowl down on the bedside table and curtsied. “Yes, Alpha.” Edward sighed, then leaned down, cupping my cheek. “Get some rest, okay? I’ll check on you later.” I nodded, giving him a weak smile. He returned it before heading for the door. But just before leaving, he paused and turned back to Lydia. “Make sure she doesn’t strain herself,” he added, his voice laced with worry. “No single task. Nothing strenuous.” Lydia nodded, and he slipped out, closing the door softly behind him. I pulled the sheets up to my chin, staring ou

Clara’s POV I tossed and turned on my bed, my mind heavy with thoughts and frustration. I’d been thinking for nearly an hour, and I still couldn’t understand why Edward would do this to me. Why had he kept something so vital from me? If he’d told me we were mates long ago, when he first found out, I wouldn’t have had to suffer so much. Maybe I could’ve avoided the tragic turn my life took after marrying Nate. If only Edward had been honest with me… Sighing, I couldn’t shake the thoughts that plagued my mind. I threw the sheets off my body in a fit of frustration and stormed toward the door. As I unlocked it, I found Lydia standing there, looking worn and concerned. “Luna Clara,” she said softly, her hands clasped in front of her. “Are you still angry?” Ignoring her question, I cut to the chase. “I need you to do something for me.” She blinked, the hurt in her eyes fleeting before she nodded. “What is it, Luna?” “You saw the man with Edward, right?” Her brows fu