All Chapters of Dumped My Unloyal Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Footsteps pounded from the kitchen, a frantic echo that pulled me from the haze of my shock just enough to register the concern etching their voices. Allison was first, his broad frame filling the doorway as he skidded to a halt, his dish towel still clutched in one hand like a forgotten flag of surrender. His eyes widened at the sight of me slumped against the wall, the crimson dress rumpled around my legs, my face pale and streaked with the first hot trails of tears.“Angie! What the hell happened?” He dropped to one knee beside me, his hand hovering uncertainly over my shoulder, as if afraid I might shatter under the lightest touch. “Did you trip? Hit your head? Talk to me, sis.”Mom was right behind him, her apron dusted with flour from the pancakes, her cheerful morning demeanor cracking into sharp worry the moment she saw me. She pushed past Allison with that no-nonsense efficiency only a mother could muster, kneeling gracefully despite the urgency. “Sweetheart? Oh, God, Angi

As I tried to rebel, she locked her arm around my neck in a vise-like grip, then roughly dragged me into the dimly lit warehouse, shoving me hard against the cold, dusty floor inside.“What the hell is this? How dare you treat me like this!” I screamed, scrambling to my feet while furiously brushing the grime and dust from my hands, my heart pounding with fury and fear.The mysterious figure kicked my shoulder with brutal force, sending me sprawling once more onto the unforgiving ground, a sharp groan of agony escaping my lips as pain radiated through my body.“You—““That's payback for the pain you made me feel,” she muttered coldly, her voice like ice slicing through the stale air.Then, the mysterious woman crouched down before me, her shadow looming in the faint light filtering through the cracks in the walls. With deliberate slowness, she reached up and peeled off her mask, revealing the face beneath—Rebecca, her eyes burning with unbridled hatred. Before I could process the sh

Malcolm’s POV“Fuck...”I growled under my breath, pacing back and forth like a caged wolf in the sterile hospital corridor, my fists clenched as I waited for the doctor to finish tending to Angie inside that godforsaken room. My chest heaved with ragged breaths, barely containing the wild fury boiling inside me, threatening to erupt at any moment.The sharp click of heels echoed from the end of the hallway, snapping my head up. There they were, Beta Imogen and Alpha Isaac, hurrying toward me with faces etched in raw worry, their eyes scanning the scene like predators on high alert.“Malcolm, what the hell happened?” Beta Imogen demanded, grabbing my arm in a vice-like grip, her voice trembling with a mother's desperation. “How did Angie end up in the hospital like this critical?”“I don't have all the details,” I admitted, my words tumbling out in a rush, “but from what I remember, Angie was out looking for those orchids that hadn't been packed away in the warehouse yet. She didn't

“Elder Meadow,” I snarled through gritted teeth, my eyes boring into hers with unyielding fury, the air thick with the scent of impending storm.“You’ve gone too far over something so trivial, Malcolm,” Meadow spat back in rage, her voice a venomous hiss as she yanked at Beta Imogen’s arm, only for the motion to ignite Alpha Isaac’s wrath like dry tinder. In a flash, his massive hand clamped around Meadow’s throat, squeezing with the controlled ferocity of a predator.“I’m warning you, don’t you dare manhandle my people,” Alpha Isaac growled, his voice booming like thunder rolling across the pack lands, a clear harbinger of violence. “I respect your age, Elder, but that doesn’t give you a free pass to trample over us like we’re beneath your boot.”With a savage twist, Meadow swatted his hand away, her eyes blazing with defiance. “You’re no better, Isaac. Just because you Sentinels sit at the top of the heap doesn’t mean you get to act like the refuse piling up in the gutters.”“Refuse

ANGELINA’S POV The fit was violent and unexpected, a harsh, barking sound that seized my chest and stole my breath. The world swam, and the focus of the entire room pivoted from their argument to my struggle for air.Allison practically shoved others out of the way, his face pale. He crouched before me, one hand on my knee to steady me, the other gently tilting my chin up so I had to meet his gaze. “Breathe, Angie. Just breathe,” he commanded softly, his own fear barely contained. “You're okay. You're safe. Just tell me you're alright.”I held up a hand, my breathing still a little shallow. “I'm okay,” I managed, my voice raspy but firm. “Really.” I forced a weak but genuine smile, hoping to erase the panic from their faces. “Allison, let's just... receive the food and forget the nurse for a minute.”Malcolm's brow was furrowed deep with concern. “Angie, I really think—““I know,” I interjected softly, reaching for his hand. I gave it a gentle squeeze, my eyes pleading with his.