All Chapters of The Alpha’s Pretty Mistake: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

AgathaThe family meeting had ended hours ago. And yet Gina’s confession were burning in my chest like acid. Gina. My daughter.She had got up there in the middle of the people, shaking her hands and trembling her lips, and made a confession. Admitted to having lied concerning Emory. She had withdrawn her charge, and ripped up the weakly made shield which I had made. And she had not told it out, not all, not everything that had really occurred that night, I could read it in the eyes of Mina.Suspicion.Mina was too intelligent for her own good. Always watching, always listening. I’d underestimated her once before. I couldn’t afford to again.I clapped my palms together over my temples and walked down my room. The quietness was smothering, interrupted by the beating of my heart.I despised Gina that second, despised her breaking down under the pressure of the fact, that she broke down at a time of my greatest need. Yet I was also glad at the same time. She hadn’t told the full truth.

KolThe council called for a follow-up meeting. I had faced these elders before, endured their scrutiny, but now, after the bullet, the coma, the shame of weakness, they did not see their Alpha. They saw a wounded wolf limping into their den.Elder Kalis, always the first to sniff out vulnerability, leaned forward with his knotted hands clasped over the table. “Kol,” he said, his voice as sharp as the bite of winter, “we ask this with respect for the office you hold. But are you fit to lead if you cannot stand without aid? You look like you’re barely holding up.”I tightened my grip on the cane. The wood creaked. “Like I said, Kalis, this will heal,” I told him. My voice held steady, even if my leg did not. “A wound does not strip me of my right to lead. Strength is not in the gait, it is in the will.”Murmurs rippled among the other elders. Sorah, pale and watchful, spoke next. “You must understand, the pack sees everything. Your people whisper. They wonder if weakness invites enemie

KolElias and I were doing our afternoon reports when the call came in. Short and panicked enough for us to get to their school. As I walked, I despised the way my cane rattled against the floorboard. It reminded me that walking was not like it used to be. But I pushed that thought aside. Rain was missing. And that was bigger than my weakness.By the time we arrived at the school, Emory was pacing around outside with Mina and Gina. His face was a pale, and his fists were clenched and the type of panic in his eyes was the one that only follows when you realise something really wrong was happening.He ran up to me the moment I got out of the car. “She’s gone,” he blurted. “Rain’s gone, Dad. She was with me this morning, but she never returned to attend the next class. No one’s seen her since.”I leaned on my cane, as I needed to keep my voice steady whilst my stomach had already sunk. “Slow down. Tell me exactly what happened.”So he did. “We hung out by the quad and we said a lot of t

KolAgatha was already pacing about her room. Her steps were frantic and sharp across the floor. Before I came to her door I heard it. The beat was wrong, wiggly, like a heart struggling to control itself and was unable to. Whenever she moved round, the wood creaked. I was too late. The search hadn’t gone as planned. She must have known the moment the car pulled up. She had to have known.My cane struck the floor loudly with each step that I took. It meant I meant business.On reaching her room, I did not even bother to knock.I opened the door and there she was, Agatha. There, standing in the centre of the room, knotting her hands between her in a helpless knot. Her face was drawn and pale and it seemed to be almost hollow, as though she had seen something that broke her. Maybe she had.She opened her mouth, which was likely to utter something, to justify herself, to make me a weak excuse. But I had no mind to hear it.“You will help me to locate Rain,” I said, and I had no intention

RainAs I awoke my body screamed at me. My neck felt sore, having lolled to the side, my wrists sore, where the ropes dug into them, and my throat burned.I was still strapped to that wretched chair. And in this nightmare still.It was cold, damp and full of the odour of mould. I moved, and the ropes cut through my flesh. I had been working at them with my fingernails, trying to fray the fibres, but every movement just left more raw burns.Then I heard footsteps echoing. Two rogues came into the low light. One was against the wall and his smile cut like a blade. The other squat before me, with the gleam of cruelty on his eyes.“Well, well. Kol’s new pet,” one of them jeered.“Pretty thing,” the other added. “Wonder what the Alpha sees in her. She doesn’t look worth dying over.”My face flushed with heat, and my fear was overpowered by anger. “I am not a pet to anyone,” I spat bitterly with hoarse voice.The squatting rogue came nearer, with his breath hot and stale. “Veylor hates tra