Semua Bab Alpha's Regret: Return of the Rejected Mate: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Dominic’s POVMy car engine roared as I pressed brake. The sound of gunfire cracking through the forest had frozen me. Penelope was in immediate danger, and every second I wasted could be her last.I abandoned all attempts at stealth and crashed through the underbrush like a charging bull. Branches whipped across my face and thorns tore at my clothes, but I didn’t slow down. My wolf was howling inside my mind, demanding I reach our mate before something irreversible happened.When I burst into the clearing, the scene confirmed my worst fears. Penelope was pinned behind a fallen log while masked attackers closed in from multiple directions. Bodies were scattered around the area—she’d clearly been holding her own—but she was outnumbered and running out of cover.Edward was running near the treeline with Debbie, Tommy, and Elara clustered around him, out of Penelope’s eyeline. Something about his demeanor struck me as completely wrong. He wasn’t panicking or shouting orders. He wasn’t try

Penelope’s POVI sat in the Iron Mountain hospital’s family wing, holding Debbie close while medical staff examined Tommy and Elara for trauma from their kidnapping ordeal. Their parents had gathered, crying with relief as they were finally reunited with their children.“Ramona,” Dr. Kloss said gently to Elara’s mother, “we recommend counseling for all three children. Traumatic experiences like this can have lasting effects.”“Whatever she needs,” she replied through tears, not letting go of her daughter. “Thank you for bringing him back to us.”Tommy’s father lifted his son from the hospital bed, holding him tight. “Daddy’s here now, Tommy. You’re safe.”I watched these reunions with my own tears threatening to spill over. The other parents gathered their children and prepared to leave, their families whole again thanks to Debbie’s courage and Dominic’s rescue.“Bye, Debbie,” Tommy called as his parents led him toward the exit. “You were really brave.”“Stay safe,” Elara added, waving

Edward’s POVI forced my face into an expression of righteous concern while my insides churned with fury. Nathan’s attack on Dominic was exactly what I needed—a perfect distraction from my own crumbling operation. Every accusation the old Alpha hurled gave me cover for the rage boiling beneath my skin.“His people had nothing to do with this,” Penelope said firmly, her voice cutting through Nathan’s tirade.The certainty in her tone made my jaw clench. She believed Dominic completely now. The woman I’d manipulated for months was slipping through my fingers like water.My phone vibrated against my chest. Another message. I gave away nothing while reading:Council raids spreading. Safe house network compromised. Benjamin trail leading directly to main operations.Every word felt like a nail in my coffin. Dr. Voss had sworn our financial connections were undetectable, but investigators were clearly following breadcrumbs straight to my door.I needed to leave immediately, but abandoning th

Penelope’s POVThe council investigation room felt cold. I sat across from Investigator Remus, my hands folded on the metal table while he recorded my testimony about the forest attack.“Walk me through Edward’s reaction when he found you under assault,” Remus said, his stylus moving across the tablet screen.“He seemed…calm,” I said slowly, trying to recall every detail. “Too calm for someone whose fiancée was being attacked by armed men. When I shouted for him to take the children to safety, he just stood there.”“Did he appear surprised by the attack?”“No.” The realization hit me as I spoke. “He didn’t look shocked or confused. He looked like he was waiting for something to happen.”Remus made notes. “You mentioned his fighting technique was questioned by Alpha Dominic.”“Dominic said Edward missed obvious opportunities to disable his opponent. That he kept letting the man break free instead of ending the fight quickly.” I rubbed my temples. “At the time, I thought Dominic was bein

Dominic’s POVCouncil investigators examined every aspect of our pack house. Remus and his team had taken over the main conference room, spreading documents across multiple tables while pack members provided whatever information they requested.“Alpha Dominic,” Remus called from behind a stack of vehicle logs, “we need to review your transportation records for the week leading up to the kidnapping.”I handed him the files Jarek had prepared. “Every vehicle movement is documented. Our drivers log their routes, destinations, and purposes for all official pack business.”Remus’s assistant, a stern-faced woman named Ruth, cross-referenced our records with the tire impressions found at the crime scene. “The tracks suggest three vehicles were positioned for surveillance approximately forty minutes before the attack began.”“None of our vehicles were in that area,” I said firmly. “You can verify that through GPS tracking systems installed in every pack car.”Ruth pulled up digital records on