บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman : บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

VioletA few hours before...I walked fast down the dimly lit hallway of the West wing, right beside Simon.The guard who called us was practically sprinting ahead, keeping his hand near his belt weapon the whole time."What do you think is going on?" I whispered, glancing over at my brother."I don't know," Simon replied, his white hair catching the faint light from the wall sconces. "But Grandpa Silas doesn't call urgent meetings in the West wing unless something huge happened."We reached the doors at the end of the corridor, and the guard opened them without knocking.The conference room was huge, dominated by a long polished table surrounded by high-backed leather chairs.Grandfather Silas was standing near the head of the table, his walking stick resting against his knee.Grandmother Elena was sitting right beside him, her snow-white hair tied in a sleek bun, her face looking pale and solemn."Sit down, both of you," Silas commanded softly, waving his hand toward the empty seats

DanteI sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the sealed white envelope resting on the polished wood.The official pack hospital stamp was pressed in red ink right across the front flap.My right hand was wrapped in a thick white bandage, covering the wound where I had pulled that arrow out of my shoulder.I didn't open the envelope right away.I didn't need to open it to know what was written inside that sheet of paper.My mind was calm, detached, and cold, calculating every move I had made over the last month.I made an error leaving Violet alone at that lake house, and now I was paying the ultimate price for my mistake.I reached out with two fingers, sliding the silver letter opener right through the top of the envelope.I pulled out the official lab report, unfolding the paper with a steady, quiet hand."DNA match: 99.9% positive for Violet Vance," the bold dark text read right in the center of the page.A suffocating weight settled right over my chest, but I didn't shed a tear.

DanteI pressed my foot down hard on the gas pedal, taking the dark dirt road near the southern border at top speed.Three black SUVs were following right behind my vehicle, packed tight with our best pack fighters."The convoy is just past that tree line," Bret called out from the passenger seat, holding his radio in one hand. "They brought three supply trucks and twenty men.""Good," I growled, not slowing the car down even a mile per hour as we approached the bend.I didn't care how many men they brought or what weapons they had in those trucks.The blood curse was throbbing violently in my chest, a burning pain spreading straight toward my heart with every breath I took.I didn't care about the pain, and I didn't care if I took a bullet to the chest tonight either.Without Violet, every second spent breathing on this earth was just , unadulterated torture anyway.I slammed the front bumper of my SUV straight into the side of the lead Red-Fang truck, sending the vehicle crashing in

DanteI marched right back down the stairs toward the sub-level dungeons, my heart racing like crazy.I couldn't just sit in my office waiting for guards to bring me dead-end search reports anymore.Simon was the only person in this whole pack house who knew where the Silver-Moon clan compound was hiding.I was going to drag her location out of his mouth today, even if I had to tear him apart piece by piece.I threw the iron cell door open, the banging loud against the stone wall.Simon was hanging from his chains, his head slumping down, but his pale eyes flicked straight to me as I walked in."Look who came back," Simon croaked out, wiping blood off his mouth with his shoulder. "Did your little search squad come up empty again, Alpha?""Give me her location, Simon," I growled out, stepping right into his space until my shadow covered his face. "I'm not asking you nicely this time.""Or what?" Simon laughed softly, a ugly, mocking sound filling the cold cell. "You'll beat me up again

DanteI forced my weak, trembling legs to push me up off the muddy ground.My whole body was shaking from the brutal curse, but I couldn't back down now."I won't hurt you, Violet," I choked out, drawing my silver knife from my belt."Shut up and fight!" Violet screamed, lunging straight at me with lethal speed.She swung her right dagger fast, aiming straight for my neck without hesitation.I leaned back just in time, feeling the silver blade graze the skin of my chin.Her new dual-dagger training was insane, moving faster than any human girl ever could.She spun on her heel, bringing her left blade around in a horizontal slash aimed at my chest.I brought my knife up defensively, blocking her strike with a loud lic clang.CLANG!"Is this all you have?!" Violet yelled, her blue eyes flashing with rage as she pressed forward. "You replaced me with Gwen without even blinking!""I never married Gwen!" I shouted back, taking two steps back to avoid her next low kick. "She's dead, Violet!