All Chapters of The Professor's Mate Clause : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

FREYA'S POV"Stay down." Clara's hand pushes my head lower behind the rusted equipment. "They haven't seen us yet.""Yet being the key word." My heart pounds so hard I can hear it. "Clara this was a bad idea. We should leave.""We follow Adrian's orders. We stay until he says move."From our hiding spot I can see the main building. See Asher's wolves positioned outside. See the expensive sedan that brought whoever that important-looking man was.Adrian texted me it's someone from the High Council. That this is worse than expected.Everything about this feels wrong. The air is too quiet. The shadows too deep. Like the whole place is holding its breath waiting for violence."Can you see Adrian?" I whisper."No. He went inside five minutes ago. Radio silent since then." Clara shifts slightly. Her hand stays on her weapon. "Trust him. He knows what he's doing."I want to trust him. But every instinct screams danger. The bond pulls tight in my chest. Anxious. Warning.Then I see movement.

FREYA'S POVThey took him.I watched them chain Adrian with silver and throw him into that van like he was nothing and I did nothing. Just stood there choking in Kelvin's grip while they drove away with him."Let me go." My voice is hoarse from screaming. "Let me go you bastard."Kelvin releases me suddenly, I stumbled and hit myself in the ground hard. My palms scrape against concrete."Go then. Run to your pathetic pack. See if they can save your precious Alpha." He spits on the ground near my hand. "You have twenty four hours. Then we start hurting him. Really hurting him."He gets in the last remaining vehicle. They drive off. Leaving us in the wreckage. In the blood. In the failure.Marcus limps over. He shifted back. His leg is torn open. Bleeding badly. "Freya. Are you hurt?""Adrian." The name comes out broken. "They took Adrian. We have to go after them. We have to get him back.""We will. But first we get Clara to safety. She's minutes from death." Marcus grabs my arm. Pulls

FREYA'S POVI wake up to someone kicking my leg."Get up." A female voice."Boss wants to see you."My eyes adjust to the dim light. A woman stands over me. Short dark hair. Scar across her cheek. She looks like she enjoys hurting people."Where am I?" My voice is scratchy. My throat hurts from the darkness and fear."Still in the compound. Been out for six hours. Boss let you sleep. Don't know why. I would have started on you immediately." She grabs my arm. Hauls me up. "Move."My legs barely work. Everything aches. The bond in my chest feels tight which is wrong. Adrian is still in pain somewhere in this building.The woman drags me through hallways. Past more cells. Past wolves who watch me with hungry eyes. Past doors I do not want to know what is behind.We stop at a room. Clean. Bright. Nothing like the cell. A table. Two chairs. Windows that show the compound yard.Asher sits at the table. Two plates of food in front of him. He smiles when he sees me."Freya. Please sit. You mus

MARCUS'S POVThe penthouse feels wrong without Adrian.I stand in his office staring at maps spread across his desk. Strategic positions. Guard rotations. Weak points in Asher's compound. Everything we need to plan a rescue.Except we cannot plan a rescue because the Council forbids it."This is insane." Clara paces behind me. Her leg is still healing from the steel mill. She should be resting but she refuses. "We cannot just leave them there.""Council's orders are clear. We do not move without approval." I keep my voice steady even though everything in me screams to disobey. "Going rogue means losing pack status. Losing protection. Losing everything Adrian built.""He would go. If it was one of us he would already be there."She is right. Adrian would burn the world down to save any of us. Would defy Council. Would risk everything.But Adrian is Alpha. I am just Beta. I do not have his authority. His power. His complete disregard for rules when it comes to protecting what is his.My

ADRIAN'S POVMy hand grips the wall as I try to stay upright. Trying to think through the exhaustion and pain.Then I smell it. Her scent. Faint but there. Leading toward the exit. Toward outside.She was moved. Recently. Maybe just minutes ago.I force my legs to work. Follow her scent. Through more hallways. Past more empty cells. Toward a door that opens to the compound yard.Dawn is breaking. Pink and orange streaking across the sky. The yard is huge. Open space. Guards watching from towers.And in the center of it all.Asher stands there. Holding Freya by her throat. A gun pressed against her temple.She's conscious. Fighting his grip. But weak. Too weak to break free.Our eyes meet across the distance.The bond flares to life. Stronger than the silver. Stronger than anything. She's alive. She's here. She's mine."Adrian." Asher's voice carries across the yard. "So glad you could join us. Just in time for the show."He presses the gun harder against her head. She whimpers. The so