All Chapters of Alphas forbidden mate : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Asher’s POV That bitch really called the council on me. My fingers curled tighter around the steering wheel, white-knuckled, rage burning hot in my chest. The silence in the car was thick—until Isabella’s hand gently covered mine. The contact cut through my fury just enough to loosen my grip. “Don’t let your emotions cloud you, Asher,” she said softly, her voice a balm against the chaos in my head. “We’re going to the council. You have to be firm, okay? Don’t lose control.” I sucked in a breath. Let it out slowly. Again. “I’ll be calm,” I muttered, though my eyes stayed fixed on the road, not on her. I couldn’t meet her gaze. Not yet. We pulled up to the council building—its cold, towering presence felt more like a threat than anything. I stepped out, took Isabella’s hand, holding onto her like a lifeline. She gave me a small, warm smile, and we walked in together. The room wasn’t packed like usual. No curious crowd, no murmurs. Just the council… and her. Betty stood

Author’s POV Three weeks had passed since Alpha Asher announced to his people that they would be leaving the city. Some were happy about the move. They had been desperate to escape the cursed land that had claimed so many lives through an unknown illness—an illness that had only recently been cured. But others believed that leaving would only bring more destruction, and their fear stirred unrest among the people. The tension grew so bad, Alpha Asher had no choice but to call a meeting with the older members of his people. He sat tall on the high chair, his presence alone a reminder of his authority. The room was filled with murmurs, frustration hanging in the air like a storm cloud. Asher remained silent, eyes closed, fingers pressing gently into his temples. He looked deep in thought, but his ears picked up every word. “Silence!” he growled suddenly, and the room instantly went quiet. “I’ve heard enough of your complaints,” he said, voice firm and sharp. “I made this deci

Zachary’s POV “Gather everyone!” I roared, fury lacing every word as I stood in the center of my pack. My fists were clenched so tightly my knuckles cracked, fangs bared in the moonlight. “This fight isn’t like the others we’ve faced. This one… this is for my honor. My dignity.” My voice trembled with restrained rage. “I’ve been silent for too long. Letting a man take what belongs to me—mocking me. No more.” A low growl rumbled from my chest. “We will fight. And we will win!” A unified cheer erupted, echoing through the trees like thunder. Asher, I thought coldly. You have no idea what you’ve done. No idea the storm you’ve unleashed. You took Isabella from me… and you think I’ll just let that go? I’ll ruin you. You’ll beg for mercy that won’t come. The meeting dispersed. I returned to my house, storming into my room. I sat heavily on the edge of the bed, foot tapping aggressively against the floor. My thoughts spun out of control, faster than I could grasp them, leaving a

Isabella’s POV “What is going on, Isabella?” Tessa asked, fear laced in her tone as she quivered behind me. My heart was racing—so fast it felt like it would burst—while the screams around us grew louder. Smoke was everywhere. “Just stay behind me, okay, Tessa,” I said as I covered my nose. The smoke was getting worse—thicker, heavier. “We have to leave this place,” I added, taking cautious steps toward the door. The moment I touched the doorknob, I yanked my hand back. A burning sting shot through my palm. “What’s wrong?” Tessa asked. “It’s hot,” I said, panic creeping into my voice. “That means there’s fire behind this door.” My breath caught. “What’s happening? What are we going to do?” I pushed my hair back, my hands shaking. “Mom. Isabella—Mom. We need to get to her,” she said, her voice rising with panic. Suddenly, the door burst open with a loud bang. “Come with me,” Sean barked, urgency in his tone. He was covered in burns. His clothes torn. “

Isabella’s POV “You won’t get away with this,” Sean growled, his voice strained as he fought to lift himself off the ground. But it wasn’t just him. One by one, I watched everyone struggle—my sister, my mother, even the guards. Their limbs trembled, locked in place as if invisible chains held them down. Everyone, except me. Zachary’s hand clamped tightly around my wrist, his grip so strong it cut off my circulation. He pulled me closer to him, that same twisted smirk playing on his lips. “I already am,” he sneered, letting out a dark, cruel laugh. As if on cue, Sean’s voice cut off completely—silence spreading like a disease. My heart dropped as I turned to look at my mother and sister. Their eyes were open, terrified, but their bodies didn’t move an inch. “What are you doing to them, Zachary?” I cried, my voice cracking under the weight of my panic. “Please, let them go! They haven’t done anything to you!” But he only dragged me closer, until I could feel his breath again