Semua Bab I Am The Alpha's Rejected Mate : Bab 171 - Bab 178

Ashley's POVMy muscles were already coiled and seconds away from striking when Ben's phone rang. His expression flickered with frustration, then irritation gently slipping in. He pulled the phone from his pocket with a sneer, glancing at the screen before answering. "Yeah?" "Step out of the van, Ben. Right now. Come meet me." It was Zara, her voice calm and cool as it poured into the van from Ben's device. He didn't move at first, his dark eyes flickering towards me. It lingered for a moment before sliding away as he turned slightly in his seat. "Why?" I caught the hesitation in his tone. "And who the bloody hell is supposed to watch them huh? Reuben ain't here."There was a pause. Then I heard it–very faint footsteps crunching the dirt outside, slow and heavy. My wolf stirred immediately and I sniffed, recognizing the gait even before Zara spoke again. "David will be with them shortly–" "David!" "Listen to me Ben. You're to leave the van." Ben wasn't taking this lightly.

Ella's POVI stepped out of the Luna's chamber, the halls echoing faintly with my every step. A warmth lingered in my skin from the wine, but something far headier boomed in my chest–ambition,full and ripe. In just a few hours I'd rise far above my initial status as a healer. The silk robe I wore clung loosely around me as I walked, my bare feet brushing silently against the floor. I could see the large door to the Alpha's chamber already, noting it's craft of dark oak fine wood. I pushed it open gently. The alpha stood by the grand mirror, fully decked up. He was cloaked in his most regal ensemble, with black and purple crimson layers perfected over his large and powerful frame. He was adjusting the cuff of his sleeve and somehow didn't notice when I pushed his door open. That right there was a level of vulnerability my father wouldn't tolerate from a leader. Slowly, I moved forward, tiptoeing toward him like a shadow. Then, with a practiced grace that always got him, I slipped

Ashley's POVI could only watch Ben in horror as he turned the ignition with a wicked smirk. "The Dead cell, ha!" he muttered as the van roared to life like some beast in mechanical form ready to drag us to hell. Instinctively, my arms reached for the kids, yanking them even closer to my side. I pressed them real close, my heart thudding wildly and my body moving faster than my thoughts could. The van jerked along it's wake as it lurched forward, and we silently joined the convoy trailing the van up ahead–the one with David and Zara. More like I was shielding the kids for what was coming, my arms wrapped tightly around them and their faces buried in my chest. Darkness consumed the road ahead, the only visible light being the one spilling from the headlamps of the vehicles carving shaky paths through the shadows. The darkness seemed endless, devouring the tress and all ahead, and somewhere out there, Ella waited and hoped that Zara would return with them. A shiver scraped down my s

Ella's POVI moved through the corridor with patient strides, the distant murmur of preparation whispering again. I pulled into the Luna's chamber and pulled out my phone. A quick swipe, then another. Still nothing from Zara. I dialed again, then straight to voicemail. Nothing. Hissing through clenched teeth, I called one more time. Nothing still. "Damn it," I muttered, taking strides towards the bed and sinking on it while I tapped the encrypted line–the one directed to father. On the third ring, it connected. His face appeared on the screen. "All going smoothly?" "She's not picking," I said quickly. "No replies. No texts. And we're few minutes from the ceremony." His frown deepened and he looked away for a while. "Zara? Hmmm." "Yes. I've been calling her for a while now, sending three alerts already. Still nothing." He exhaled slowly, his eyes narrowing with quiet rage. "This could mean a lot of things Ella. Bad connection, switched off her device for complete connection–"