All Chapters of 99 TIMES DIVORCED: My Alpha Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CaldenAs Kaiser walked out of the pack house, I managed to drag my heaviness back in, locking the door from behind.The wood of the door rattles against its frame as someone pounds on it from the outside."Calden! Open this door right now!" Enid's high-pitched voice filters through the crack, full of panic and frantic desperation. "You can't just lock yourself in there! That crazy Alpha broke our front doors and threatened our pack! We need to talk about what we're going to do!"I don't answer her. I don't even move from where I sit."Calden, please!" she shrieks again, her fists banging rhythmically against the solid wood. "It's cold out here, and my chest is starting to feel tight again! You need to come out and check on me!""Go to your room, Enid," I say, my voice raspy, flat, and completely dead. "Leave me the hell alone.""Calden!""I said leave!" I roar, my voice booming through the thick wood with enough force to make her fall silent. A second later, her quick, angry footstep

CaldenThe moment those words leave the warrior's mouth, the heavy alcohol haze in my brain vanishes into thin air, replaced by a sudden, violent feel of adrenaline. "Get the assault unit ready," I order, my voice so low and sharp it cuts through the room like a blade. "Every available tracker, everything we need. We move in five minutes."Dante doesn't even argue or ask questions. He just nods once and sprints out of the office to prep the men. I don't wait for a formal briefing, and I don't take time to change into better clothes. I grab my belt, strap my dark combat knife to my thigh, and head straight for the main floor of the pack house.Ten minutes later, three armored SUVs are tearing through the eastern forest road at breakneck speeds, kicking up gravel and mud as we push toward the border ravine. The ride is dead silent. Alvin sits in the passenger seat beside me, staring out the window with a stony, unreadable expression, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles are turning

CaldenI lie on the edge of my bed in the dark room, staring blankly at the ceiling while the heavy smell of stale whiskey hangs thick in the air around me. The curtains are pulled completely shut, blocking out the morning sun, but the pounding behind my eyes doesn't stop. My skin feels clammy and hot with fever, my throat feels like sand, and my hands won't stop shaking no matter how hard I press them into the mattress. I haven't left this room since I walked away from Enid and her father in my study, and I haven't eaten a single meal. The only thing keeping the noise in my head quiet is the bottle resting against my ribs.The door knob turns, and the hinges groan as the door swings open. Light from the hallway cuts across the dark carpet. I don't bother turning my head to see who it is."I told you to leave me alone, Dante," I say, my voice raspy, thick, and barely audible over the hum of the quiet room. "Handle the pack activities yourself today. Assign the border shifts, sign the

KaiserI slam the heavy stack of files on the wooden desk in my study, running a frustrated hand through my hair.Files, map printouts, and useless tracker summaries scatter across the blotter, sliding off the edge and fluttering down onto the rug like dying leaves. I stand over the desk, my hands planted flat against the cold wood, my chest heaving as I stare at the useless garbage sitting in front of me. Months, several solid months of turning every single territory upside down, throwing millions of dollars at private investigators, bribing border guards, and sending my elite Bristol trackers into every dark corner of the forest.And for what? Absolutely nothing. Not a single footprint. Not a single scent trail. Not a single reliable sighting."Useless," I snarl under my breath. "Every last one of them is completely useless."I collapse back into my dark leather armchair, rubbing my palms hard against my face until my eyes burn. My head throbs with a relentless, dull pain that has

KaiserThe door to my private office swings open so fast it bangs hard against the wall frame.I don't even have to look up from my desk to know who it is. The familiar scent and panic fills the room before she even takes three steps inside. Evelyn stands in the doorway, her brown hair pulled back in a messy knot, and her hands trembling so visibly that she drops her car keys right onto the hardwood floor."Kaiser," she breathes out, her voice raspy and breathless as if she just ran up three flights of stairs without stopping.She doesn't bother picking up her keys. She marches straight across the rug, slamming both of her palms flat onto the front edge of my mahogany desk. Her knuckles are white, and her eyes are wide, filled with an intense, frantic mix of terror and wild hope that I haven't seen since the morning Jodie vanished."Tell me you've seen it," Evelyn demands, leaning over the desk, her voice cracking under the pressure of her emotions. "Tell me you're looking at the same