Все главы The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride: Глава 1 - Глава 10

Calla’s POVThe thermometer beeped again. 104.3°F.I tightened my hold around Asher’s tiny body, praying for the fever to break. He whimpered lowly against my chest, his silver lashes were damp with sweat and his skin looked flush red like a dying sun. My arms were beginning to ache from holding him all night, but I didn’t dare let go. Never. Not when his breathing was so uneven. Not when the world had already tried to take everything from me once.“Miss Rivers?” A nurse appeared at the doorway, her tone apologetic. “Dr. Hanley will see you now.”I nodded, adjusting Asher’s weight on my hip as I followed her through the hallways that reeked of antiseptic and too much silence that unsettled my nerves even more. My sneakers squeaked against the tiled floor. My pulse was thundering hard in my ears.Asher had always run hot. Since birth. But never like this.He stirred weakly. “Mama?”“I’m here, baby,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “You’re okay. We’re gonna fix this, alrig

Calla’s POVThe rooftop greenhouse was drenched in moonlight, it was where we agreed to meet discreetly. I knew it was a huge gamble, I knew my request might have been viewed as a trap and gets dismissed but I was surprised to get a reply that he would meet me.Glass panes were aching above me like a forgotten cathedral of wilted things. It was quiet—too quiet. A faint scent of jasmine clung to the air which was mine, that is my scent but underneath it lingered something wilder. Him.I stood near the potted citrus tree, one hand clutching the strap of my old but reliable leather bag, the other hand curled into a fist at my side like I mentally guarding myself. The city lights below were distant blurs, like memories I refused to focus on. I shouldn't be here. I swore I'd never come back. Never look into those eyes again.But here I was, waiting for the monster who used to call me his bride.The rustle of a door cracked the silence.I turned just in time to see him enter. Rowan Blacktho

Calla’s POVThe machines had stopped beeping.A sigh escaped my lips, it was a sound that grated down on my nerves, but it had died down now.For the first time in hours, Asher’s tiny chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. Shallow, but even. A rhythm I’d prayed for with every beat of my own broken heart. The fever that had scorched his fragile body had finally broken—but not because of anything I did.No.It was Rowan’s blood. The Alpha's blood.My breath hitched as I smoothed the damp curls from Asher’s forehead. His skin had cooled, his lips no longer tinged blue. But the healer’s expression hadn’t softened and that worried me. She hovered near the monitors with hands clasped too tightly, voice too careful, like she was speaking around a ticking clock. I didn’t like that.“His vitals have stabilized for now,” she said softly, eyes avoiding mine. “But the balance is temporary. Whatever’s wrong with his blood… it keeps rejecting anything that isn’t of the same origin.”That word—Ori

Calla’s POVThe door clicked shut behind him with a finality that scraped across my skin.I stood there, frozen, my fingers still curled around the brass knob as though I could twist it back and take the words with me. Undo what just happened. But the room was silent now. Still. Too still.The tease hadn’t given me satisfaction. It hadn’t made me feel powerful or even vindicated.It had only made me feel like a ghost. It made me feel horrible and I wished I could turn back the hand of time to moments ago so I could have just pushed him out of the room instead of engaging with him. But maybe there was a part of me that knew that I had to be careful with the alpha of this territory or i could be thrown to jail. Even though I had every right and reason to be angry at him.After all, he is the man that forgot who I am.I turned away from the door and pressed the heel of my palm to my chest, trying to calm the riot beneath my skin. My pulse was erratic, my breath shallow, and I could stil

Rowan's POV"Come home."Knox's voice was a harsh over-the-phone crackle like static, strained with tension that ceased me in my tracks. I had only just gotten back from a quick five on the top-level treadmill, trying to soothe the wolf inside me. It had not succeeded. If anything, the beast was more restless now, pacing in circles around my chest as if searching for something or someone."I am not done here," I snarled, rubbing a towel over the back of my neck. Sweat still clung to my hairline from the air conditioning blasting its way through the penthouse."You don't get it, Rowan. This is bigger than you are upset or fixated on some mysterious woman. You are exposed," he barked and I could practically see him scrubbing his hands through his hair, a quirk he had picked up from me years ago. "What if somebody finds out you are at that hotel without proper security? What if a rogue gets a whiff of you? What if one of the enemy packs realizes the Alpha of Blackthorne is by himself and