บททั้งหมดของ Rejected by my Mate, Accepted by his Alpha Uncle: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

AlanThe shot left my gun at the exact moment the mask came off, and for one sickening second, everything inside me locked up because I did not know whether I had hit the person or missed, I only knew that the face I saw in that brief, broken flash of light was enough to make my blood turn cold.Emily.She jerked back out of sight almost at once, and the whole wall erupted into noise again, men shouting, boots pounding against the ground, another gunshot cracking through the night as Victor and two others ran hard toward the stairs that led up to the east side lookout.“Get her!” I roared.They did not need to be told twice.I took two steps forward, but then Natasha said my name, and the sound of her voice stopped me more effectively than a hand to my chest ever could.“Alan.”I turned.She was standing a few feet away from me, pale, shaken, her eyes too wide, and for all the chaos around us, all I could see for a second was the look on her face. It was not just fear, it was somethin

AlanSomething wasn’t right, and it wasn’t the kind of feeling I could brush aside or ignore no matter how hard I tried to focus on the screens in front of me, because the unease had settled deep in my chest in a way that made it impossible to think clearly, like every instinct I had was trying to pull my attention somewhere else.“The code was entered at exactly zero-two thirteen,” Raymond said, pointing at the screen as the footage replayed yet again, and even though I had already watched it more times than I cared to admit, my eyes followed his hand like I was hoping this time something would change, like the truth would suddenly rearrange itself into something that made sense.“And you’re absolutely certain this isn’t some kind of system glitch or interference?” I asked, my voice controlled and even, but there was a weight underneath it that I didn’t bother to hide because this was not something I was willing to accept at face value.“We ran it multiple times, and we also checked

NatashaMy whole body went cold the moment those words left Matt’s mouth, not because I wanted Alan to hear anything from him, and not because there was any truth in whatever twisted version of events he was preparing to spill, but because I could feel the shift in the air around us, the way every man there seemed to tense at once, the way even the night itself felt like it had gone still, as though all of it was waiting to see what would happen next, and with that blade pressed against my stomach and Alan standing only a short distance away with murder in his eyes, I knew that whatever happened in the next few seconds was going to change everything.Matt’s breathing had become rough and uneven behind me, and the arm he had around my chest no longer felt controlled the way it had earlier, instead it was tighter, harsher, almost desperate, like he was no longer acting from confidence but from the fear of losing control, and somehow that made him even more dangerous than before, because

NatashaThe explosion did not just echo somewhere far away like something distant and unimportant that we could push to the back of our minds and deal with later, it tore through everything around us with a force so heavy and violent that I felt it ripple through my chest, through my bones, through the ground beneath my feet, and for one long, suffocating moment. I could not even pull in a proper breath because my body refused to understand how something so sudden and so destructive could be real.I tightened my hold on Alan’s shirt without thinking, my fingers gripping the fabric so hard that they started to ache, because the only thing that felt steady in that moment was him, the warmth of him, the solidness of him, and when I looked up into his face, I saw something that made my heart twist in a way that had nothing to do with the chaos around us.He looked…shocked.Not weak, not broken, but caught off guard in a way that a man like Alan rarely ever allowed himself to be, and that

NatashaThe moment Victor pulled me away from Alan, it felt wrong in a way I could not even explain properly to myself, because even though I understood why Alan had done it and even though I knew he was only trying to protect me the only way he knew how, it still felt like I was being torn away from the one place I needed to be, and every step Victor forced me to take deeper into the compound felt heavier than the last, as though my body was moving forward while everything inside me was still back there with Alan, with the sound of gunfire, with the explosions, with the look in his eyes when he promised me that he would come back.“Move faster,” Victor said, his voice sharp but controlled, and I knew he was not trying to be cruel, he was trying to keep me alive, but that did nothing to calm the panic clawing at my chest because the farther I got from Alan, the worse the feeling inside me became.“I’m trying,” I said, breathing harder now as we rushed down the corridor, the sound of b