All Chapters of The Alpha's Forgotten Bride : Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Ariana's POVIt’s been over a week since Isla disappeared. Gone and erased like dust under velvet. But for some damn reason, I couldn’t shake this unease crawling along my skin like ants.She should be dead. That’s what the men I hired to eliminate the ones I originally sent after Isla told me. I didn’t want any loose ends—nothing that could ever be traced back to me.They returned with confident smirks, even bringing back Isla’s torn scarf as proof. I’d paid them to make her vanish, to ensure Redridge wouldn’t be linked if the Blackwoods ever came sniffing around. I wanted it clean, silent and final. So why did I still feel like someone was watching me from every angle I turned?I keep having this nagging feeling that Isla’s still out there somewhere. But then I remind myself—if she’s anywhere at all, it’s six feet underground… or whatever’s left of her.The early morning light spilled through the sheer curtains, painting gold streaks across the walls of the bedroom. The soft rustle

Isla’s POVHis hands were strong and warm, cupping my cheeks as he gently turned my face to the side. I froze. Alpha Killian’s face was thunderous, his eyes blaring with a fire I hadn't seen before. It was terrifying... and oddly captivating.I blinked up at him, shocked by the intensity of his reaction. His gaze blazed with barely restrained fury, his jaw clenched so tightly I feared it might crack.I had assumed he knew Daphne slapped me. He was standing right there. He had seen the aftermath. Right?Apparently not.Killian’s voice came out low and firm, repeating the same words over and over as if saying them would make them any less real. “What did you just say Daphne did?” I gently dropped the paper bag on the sofa where I had been sitting before he came in.“It’s fine, Alpha,” I muttered, trying to push his arms away. His scent wrapped around me like smoke and pinewood, stealing my breath and clar