Lahat ng Kabanata ng Father's Bestfriends: All Yours, Alpha Daddies: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Elara's POV The door locked with a definitive click that made my stomach drop. I turned back to face Rowan, trying to keep my breathing steady.He stepped closer, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply. His face twisted in disgust."You reek of them," he spat, his eyes darkening. "Those Lycan bastards. Their scent is all over you."I didn't respond. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction."You belong to me, Elara. Me. Not them." He took another step forward. "How dare you let them touch what's mine?""I'm not yours anymore."He laughed, the sound cold and bitter. "You'll always be mine. Even when I shared myself with others, you were still mine. But you?" He shook his head. "You're nothing but a slut. A filthy, ungrateful slut."The word hit me, but I refused to let it show on my face."Sign the divorce papers, Rowan. This is over.""Over?" He smiled, that same twisted smile that used to make my heart flutter. Now it just made my skin crawl. "Oh, sweetheart. We're just getting start

Kael's POV I was at the main office headquarters, reviewing the updated security protocols with our head of operations. After that gas leak fiasco, we couldn't afford to be careless. Not with that lunatic alpha skulking around. "Double the patrols," I said, signing off on the new roster. "And I want surveillance on every entry point. If someone so much as breathes near this building without authorization, I want to know about it." The head of operations nodded, taking the documents. "Yes, sir." I felt someone nudging me within. Then suddenly, Draven's voice slammed into my head. I winced. I couldn't block him out and vice versa, it was what came with being twins. "Check your phone. Now." I pulled out my phone, opening the message he'd sent. It was a photo. A purple artificial nail wedged between two tiles. "Don't touch it," I said to him immediately. "Could be evidence." "Already bagged it. But this confirms what we suspected. Someone on the inside." I stared at the image, m

Draven's POV "Try the number again." Kael redialed. The phone rang once, twice, then nothing. The automated message came through. "Fuck. It's not going through. Something is definitely wrong." I slammed my fist against the desk. "She was calling for help." My wolf snarled beneath my skin, clawing to get out. "Something's wrong." "I know." Kael's jaw was tight. "How on earth did this happen? Wasn't she supposed to be home?" I turned to him. "Stay here. Find out who's behind the gas explosion and track her phone." He looked like he was about to argue, but he didn't. We still needed to find out who did this? And try other ways to reach our mate. Everything was about her safety. Rowan was really asking for it. "And you?" I was already heading for the door. "I'm going to find her." Kael grabbed my shoulder. "Call me the second you find anything." I didn't respond to that. All that was on my mind was Elara. I quickly walked to my car. Once inside, I pulled out my pho

Elara's POV I watched from under the table, my entire body trembling uncontrollably, as if I'd been plunged into ice-cold water. Draven moved like something otherworldly. The werewolf attacking us didn't stand even the slightest chance against him. Each blow Draven delivered landed with force, every single movement calculated and brutal. I'd never seen anything like it in my entire life. The moment the werewolf's body finally hit the floor with a sickening thud, Draven immediately ran back to me. He dropped down, crouching beside the table, his large hands reaching for me with surprising gentleness given what I'd just witnessed. "Are you hurt anywhere else?" His icy grey eyes swept over me frantically, checking every single inch of my body with care. Despite the violence he'd just displayed, his touch was impossibly tender. "I'm okay," I whispered, though my voice shook, betraying just how terrified I actually was. My entire body felt like it might fall apart at any moment. His fi

Draven's POV I returned empty-handed, looking quite frustrated. My car had vanished without a trace—no signs of struggle, no broken glass, nothing. Just gone. Someone was deliberately screwing with us. I broke through the trees, already calling out to her. "Elara, I couldn't find—" I froze. She was on the ground, crumpled like a discarded doll. My heart lurched violently in my chest. "Elara!" I rushed to her side, dropping to my knees. "What happened? Did someone attack you? Talk to me!" She didn't respond. Her face had gone completely pale, drained of all color. She just kept pointing weakly at something on the ground, her hand trembling violently. "What is it? What are you—" Then I saw something written right there with something that smelled like blood and was definitely blood: WE'RE WATCHING Why the hell was Rowan doing all these? I grabbed her immediately, hauling her up into my arms. "We're leaving. Now." "Draven, what does it mean? Who's watching us?" Her voice ca