All Chapters of Dumped My Unloyal Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I glanced at the screen, it was Mom.My heart lurched. I answered immediately, pressing the phone tight to my ear.“Mom?”“Angie.” Her voice cracked, but there was something in it like some relief, trembling and raw. “He’s stabilizing. Your father… the antidote worked. His heartbeat’s stronger. Dr. Liana just moved him to a private room for better monitoring and examination.”I felt my knees go weak. The cup in my other hand wobbled, tea sloshing dangerously close to the rim.“He’s okay?” I whispered, barely able to form the words. “He’s really okay?”“Yes, sweetheart. He’s okay. He’s still unconscious, but his vitals are improving every minute. Dr. Liana says if he keeps responding like this, he’ll wake up within the next few days.”Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them relief so intense and it’s burning my eyes.“I’m coming right now, Mom. I’ll bring you some food too. You haven’t eaten, have you?”“Don’t worry about me—”“I’m bringing food,” I said firmly,

“Malcolm!” I spun around, alarmed, as he doubled over, one hand clutching his chest while the other braced against the wall.“Serves you right for trying to inhale your food like a starving wolf,” Mom said, though she moved quickly to pat his back firmly.The coughing continued, harsh and ragged, until Lira who had just come in rushed to grab a cup of water from the pitcher by Dad’s bed and thrust it into his hand.Malcolm gulped it down desperately between coughs, his face flushed red from the effort. When he finally caught his breath, he wheezed, “I’m… fine…”“You’re clearly not fine,” I said, exasperated but relieved he wasn’t actually dying. “What were you thinking, shoving that much meat in your mouth at once?”“I was… hungry,” he managed, still catching his breath, his voice hoarse.Allison snorted from the doorway. “The mighty Alpha, brought down not by silver toxin or enemy attacks, but by Mrs. Chen’s honey horse legs. That’s one for the history books.”“Not helping,”

It was Shannon, the Guardian commander. Her sharp eyes took in the chaotic scene in an instant the unnatural corruption spreading across Jennifer’s skin.“Shannon you still here?” I widened my eyes shocked with her arrival since Lira and Allison said they’d just walked away from our territory.“I am, I drop my dagger and wanna fetch it up, what happened here? Give me space to check.”She dropped a small, ornate wooden kit onto the table with a heavy thud. Her gaze was locked on the black veins, her face a mask of grim recognition.“Damn it, why is she seizing like this?” Shannon demanded, her fingers instinctively pressing against Jennifer's wrist to find a pulse. Her breath hitched as her eyes locked onto the skin. The veins weren't just visible; they’re a horrifying black, like squid ink clouding the sea before a kill“I don't know! That's what I've been trying to figure out!” I whispered back, my voice tight with panic. “I've been interrogating her while she's like this, while she'

He paused, turning another page, “—she’s been fired several times for being violent toward her coworkers.”“She’s obviously a nuisance—always gossiping, always stirring something,” I muttered, rolling my eyes. “Keep reading. Where is she living now?”“Riverwood Lane,” Malcolm replied, scanning the page. “Still near the military pack house. Do you want us to go there now?”“Of course we do,” I said firmly. “We need more information. That tea could be dangerous especially if she’s been distributing it.”“Alright then,” he said, closing the file with a decisive snap. “Let’s head back and deal with this properly.”“Well.” He gave a short nod, resolve settling in his expression.“So what exactly do you want me to do now, Luna?” the beta asked, clearly unsure.“Same as always,” I replied. “Cook something proper and nutritious, then bring it to the members training outside. And make sure you don’t let any strange drinks or ridiculous gossip slip through again.”“Yes, Luna. Right away.”After

“Down here.”“Huh?” I looked down and realized that just a few steps from where I stood was a sunken pile of leaves.I approached it cautiously, only to be shocked when I realized Malcolm had fallen in. “How did you even get down there?” I asked. “Wait a second, I'll find a branch to help you up.”“No... don't go anywhere. I'll get out on my own,” Malcolm stopped me.“How? It's pretty deep, and you're still injured—” A low growl rumbled from the pit. “I said, I'll manage.”Before another word of protest could leave my lips, a powerful hand shot up from the debris, gripping the solid edge of the earth. With a single, explosive heave, Malcolm hauled his body upward, muscles coiling and shifting under his jacket. Dirt and leaves cascaded off his shoulders as he emerged, not with the struggle of a fallen man, but with the formidable grace of a predator rising from its den.He landed squarely on his feet beside me, his breathing barely quickened. Brushing a stray leaf from hi