All Chapters of I Am The Alpha's Rejected Mate : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Ashley's POV "Move!" Zara snapped. "Fast!" She turned around with urgency, the fire behind us blazing like a second sun and illuminating her fierce eyes. We all broke into a brisk walk, nearly jogging. We stumbled over the uneven terrain, passing the gravel that gradually turned to packed dirt, then narrowed into winding paths. The moonlight flickered through the trees, casting eerie shadows that seemed to dance at our feet. After several tense minutes of weaving through the paths, Zara came to a sudden halt. "Hold on a sec," she muttered, slipping her hand into her pocket and pulling out her phone. Raising it up slightly, her arm extended over her head and slowly made slow arcs, more like she was drawing invisible lines in the air. "Damn it," she muttered, clearly frustrated. She took two steps to her right, then to the left. David opened his mouth. "Do you mind .." "Yes!!" Zara hissed before he could even finish. She turned to us. "The explosion of the ambulance made it dif

Ashley's POV"The wheels just kissed the tarmac ladies!!" Rodney announced just as I felt the jet slow to a steady crawl. The engines slowly hummed down, the big bird rolling elegantly across the private runway. We had landed. Without a word did Zara get up to her feet, disappearing with purposeful movements into a small inner cabin near the rear of the aircraft. A few moments later she re emerged with two sleek black jackets that slung over her shoulder and a pair of tinted specs in her hands. " You'd need this," she said, tossing a jacket to David and the other to me. " Put 'em on. You'll look every inch like those mid level corporate drones who are always in Zurich meetings.".David chuckled at this, winking at her Zara stylishly. I felt the texture of the jacket, noting instantly the smooth fabric and the nature at which it was tailored to fit yet nondescript enough to draw no attention. I slid it on and caught a glimpse of my reflection in the polished side panel. I could bar

Ashley's POV "Who the hell is this guy?" David asked, turning to me. I didn't answer right away. Instead I stepped further into the room, towards one of the holographic screens nearest to Zara. Images of my children slid past, casual and candid moments they shared with one another and with me. Rhea held a flower crown in one of them, Jace pretending to be asleep while a wide smile spread across his face. Catching sigh of his cute dimples, I gasped, as emotions swirled within me. "They'd be bigger now," I mumbled, brushing the screen without thinking. It magnified the image of Jace, his dimple spreading all over the screen. "Yeah," Zara replied a bit dryly. "That was the last time we caught signal of them. And believe me we'd have gotten them under our claws but..." I didn't get her last words, as my thoughts were already on the stats and digital footprints and biometrics that were along the pictures. But the most catching of it all, their fake IDs. I blinked seve

Ashley's POV I leaned even closer to the door, shutting my eyes and heightening my hearing sense. The silence stretched again, taut and loaded.Until I heard Zara chuckle. Then her voice came again. "All is going as Zane wished," she said. My brows furrowed. Zane? "Ella's way behind. She won't succeed this time," she added. Then another chuckling sound. I shut my eyes and took in a deep breath. Perhaps I was paranoid and needed enough rest, I thought. Zara's voice came up again, her next words making me pause. "Ashley's a smart one. In no time, we'll find her kids...and peace would at long last return to Oakwood pack." My breath caught, my hands pressing tighter against the wall. I had no more reason to doubt Zara. She had good intentions, and I needed to shut my eyes in deep sleep. I let out a long, shaky breath, regrets shaping in. I felt that I shouldn't have eavesdropped on Zara,that I should have trusted her after she saved us from the police, the assassins, and finally

Ashley's POVThe sounds had become clearer, moans tangled with subtle and suppressed laughter. Skin met skin, and there was a rhythm no adult could mistake to be hot sex. But this was a bit hotter and more lively. I hesitated a bit, my hand hovering just inches from the frame and my heart drumming like war inside my chest. Unable to control the curiousity that had suddenly enveloped me, I leaned forward slightly. It was just enough to press my ear to the wooden surface of the door. But before I could try to listen properly, the door gave way beneath my weight. It wasn't locked!!With a soft creak did it swing open, my body staggering forward. I was saved from falling head straight to the floor by taking three steps forward. I was already fully inside the room, and the door made it more awkward by closing shut. I couldn't help but look up into their faces. My eyes widened, the air catching in my lungs like a fist to the chest. Was it David? Oh no. Wasn't him. Wasn't Zara too.