Semua Bab The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Laila POVSix years later.I caught myself in the bathroom mirror and had to just stop. Stare.The woman looking back at me didn't feel like me. Not the me I used to know anyway.I tilted my head, studying how my face had changed. The girl who ran from Jason's pack was long gone. That skinny, pale thing who could barely hold herself together.This body now? It was curvier in all the right places. Stronger too. My skin held warmth, color. I actually looked alive. The supernatural grace and power that should have come with my wolf at fourteen had finally arrived.My hair wasn't that lifeless mousy blonde anymore. Now it was dyed chocolate brown, falling in thick waves that moved with an otherworldly fluidity I never used to have.I leaned closer to the glass. Searching for scraps of the old me. The girl desperate for Jason's approval.I almost laughed because I couldn't find her. Good. She was better off buried.The turning point came after Ava. My wolf finally appeared during the week

Jason POVThe possibility that Laila was gone forever somehow set a burning pain in my chest.Marcus stood in front of my desk looking grim, like he had just delivered a death sentence.No. It couldn't be true."How could Laila possibly be dead?" The words tasted wrong in my mouth. "And where is your concrete proof?"He shifted his weight. Cleared his throat. The way he always did when he knew I was about to lose it."Jason, the investigator did his best. But when someone's records are completely scrubbed—""I want specifics!" My fist hit the desk hard enough to rattle the picture frames. "If you ever report such careless information again without checking every detail, you'll face consequences."The Alpha command in my voice made him flinch. Good. Maybe that would get through to him."Yes, Alpha. I'll investigate further. Get actual proof one way or the other."Proof. Right.Complicated feelings simmered inside of me.I always believed my perfect fated mate would be my perfect match,

Jason POVMom's face went completely white. Dad's expression turned thunderous.And Brittany...Brittany looked like someone had just told her the world was ending."Childbirth?" Her voice came out as barely a whisper.Marcus nodded grimly. "The timing aligns perfectly with when she left the pack, Alpha. Right down to the week."The implications crashed over me in waves.Laila was pregnant with my child when she ran away.My mind was complete chaos, but I forced myself to think rationally.If she'd been pregnant that day I brought Brittany back...She was carrying my child, and I told her I was just curious what it would feel like to sleep with a human.The guilt felt like it was going to crush me.No wonder she ran away from me.Dad's voice cut through the memory like a whip. "How could this even happen, Jason?"His tone was accusatory, but underneath I could hear the fear. The political calculation was already spinning in his mind.Under the pack law, children born outside marked ma

Laila POV"Hi, I'm Jason. I don't mean to disturb you, but I think you lost this at the restaurant."Jason approached me slowly, holding out my wallet. I snatched it from his hands, immediately checking to see if it had been opened. The clasp was still secure, my identification still safely hidden inside. Relief flooded through me.His expression was unreadable as he watched me, as if he was reading every single detail on my face."Thank you, and sorry about what Ava just said though. She mistook you for someone else," I said quickly, my voice sharper than I'd intended. " Children just say things sometimes. They don't know what they mean."As I spoke, I glanced at Ava, frowning, when I noticed she hadn't looked away once. Her big green eyes locked on Jason like she'd found some long-lost treasure."It's fine," Jason replied with a smile, shifting his eyes to Ava too."You're really handsome," Ava blurted, blunt the way only a six-year-old can be. "I like you. Mama likes you too, but s

Jason POV"I am. How can I help you?""My toy is missing. Can you help me find it?"Everything in me wanted to say yes. Had to say yes. The need was overwhelming. Instinctive."What toy?""My other rabbit. The little one." She held up the stuffed animal in her arms. Worn from years of love. "This is Big Bunny, but Little Bunny is gone, and Big Bunny gets lonely without him."Something about the way she said it. There was a genuine concern in her voice. Made my wolf pace restlessly under my skin. Protective instincts firing."Can't have Big Bunny getting lonely," I said. Meant it too. "Let's find Little Bunny."We searched the pediatric ward for twenty minutes. Ava talked the whole time. Her voice made the sterile corridors feel warmer somehow. More alive. Like she brought color to gray places.Her hand slipped into mine when she got tired."You have big hands," she observed, comparing our palms. "Mama says people with big hands are good at fixing things.""What kind of things does you