I Am The Alpha's Rejected Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Ashley's POVI shut my eyes. It was the only thing I could do as the barrel of the gun stared at me, dead and unmoving, like an unblinking eye. My breath hitched, my heart pounding like a wild drum against my ribcage. David panted beside me, still on his knees and his blood seeping between his fingers. Could this be the end? My kids, Jayden, the pack. All my plans--vanishing as the bullet gets released. Of course not. It couldn't have ended this way. There was a sudden crack in the air, then a blur. It was so fast my eyes couldn't catch it."Zara!!" I gasped. It had to be her. My eyes snapped open and I saw her. Already in motion. Claws had shot out from her hands, longer than I had ever seen and her eyes glowing with a fierce hue. With speed of a lightening bold, she launched forward and tore into the first werewolf before he could even blink his eyes. His gun proved to be useless as her claws slashed across his chest, sending him flying into the others. They responded, roari

Ashley's POV Every sound in the bar halted. The music screeched to a stop. "You think this is funny?" David snarled at Zara, his chest rising and falling and his claws gleaming under the low lights. "David," I called lightly, grabbing his hand. The heat of his fury seemed to pulse through his skin, his claws twitching. But I didn't pull away. I tightened my grip instead, steady like reining in a wild storm. "Just let me finish..." Zara chipped in. "Oh damn it," David snapped immediately. "I'm done here." With this he made to get up, but my grip on his hand lightened. "Listen to her David," I muttered. "Just do." His jaw flexed. The rage in him didn't seem to fade, but it settled a bit--like a beast pacing behind it's cage bars but not breaking them. He lowered his claws with a low, gutteral growl and say back in his seat, his glare never leaving Zara. She shot her eyes and opened them again just as the music began to play again and the bartender returned to wiping a glass be

Ashley's POV"Ashley!!" came the scream from David as he turned swiftly towards me. The sound around me became muffled, more like I was submerged underwater. The scream faded, the gunfire dulling to a distant thrum. I watched as Zara's outstretched hand seemed to still in mid-air, with her expression twisted in a scream that no longer had a voice. Even David who had just turned to me froze, his hand halfway up and reaching out. But it was stuck in place like a paused frame in a film. And in that frozen second, his eyes met mine. It said much more than it had ever done in time past---don't die, don't get killed.Survive you bloody Ashley!! Before I could even process enough thoughts, I moved, no, I was pulled by a force I could recognize anytime. My wolf!! It dragged my body. It was in total control of all I did, more like it knew that I needed to survive this. I couldn't die this way. No, not by assassins in the least. My arms stretched toward the blinking metal death that rest

Ashley's POV"We'd outrun them, chil Ashley," Zara replied, not slowing down for even a second. Her hands were on the steering wheel with such force that her knuckles had turned bone white. I could feel every jerk of the vehicle as I kept pressure on the gauze on David, adjusting the wrap and trying to hold the wound together with nothing but sheer will. "You can do this David," I whispered, feeling yet another jerk of the vehicle as we tore down what seemed like an endless stretch of cracked roads. The bleeding had slowed, but hadn't stopped yet. I noticed his eyes blink open again, dull and struggling. "We made it out David, just hold on," I said in a soft voice. Zara took a sharp left, the tires screeching as we drifted slightly before catching traction again. We passed a dark alley, the buildings around blurring into silhouettes. There was no more flashing lights or yelling or siren. Just the gutteral growl of the engine and our ragged breaths. "We've lost them completely As

Ashley's POVThe hum of the engine slowly became a lullaby, the vibrations of the road becoming a slow, steady heartbeat beneath me, harmonizing with mine. Zara spoke not another words after the checkpoint saga, her focus welded to the road ahead. David had leaned back too, his hands far away from his neck and his eyes slipping shut now and then. Where we were going to? I had not a flinch of an idea, but I knew for sure that I could trust Zara with that. The tension of the day, right from the fight back in the police station to that in Zara's makeshift house to the explosion in the bar, it all came crashing down like a weight over my chest and finally, exhaustion won. The darkness swallowed me whole as I shut my eyes. Then I was standing. But no longer in the car, not even in New York city. I stood barefoot on a cool marble flooring that was surrounded by a fog. I looked around, confused and ever willing to leave. But two figures suddenly appeared before me. They were partially o