Ella And David Chapter 12 Novels & Stories

She looks around the office, her tear-filled gaze moving past her husband until her eyes land squarely on Elias, who is standing frozen near the center of the rug. “What the hell are you still doing standing there?” she asks him desperately. “Go and find my children!” Elias’s eyes instantly flick to David, waiting for the final judgment. David stares at Elias over his wife’s shoulder, his expression a mask of pure, unadulterated menace. The gun remains on the table, a silent testament to the unfinished business between them. “You heard my wife,” David says. “Go find them.” Elias nods and begins to make his way to the exit. The moment his hands touch the handle, David speaks again:

“We will make this right. I will give you that chance. If you live. You’re going to be the man I should have helped you become.” The fire was partially obscured by a shadow—Gideon. His face still had dried blood from the lab, and his brown eyes held the same fear as mine. His daughter Elara was still at risk. “Roland,” he spoke with a tension in his voice. “The trail hunters had the scent of the Alpha. It’s moving fast. Either we kill it now… or it kills us.”

“But the poison runs deep. She needs time. She needs strength.” Damien bent closer, his voice breaking. “Then give her mine. Take anything from me. Just do not let her slip away.” The healer glanced at him with pity. “Alpha, only the Moon Goddess decides life and death. But I will fight with all I have. You must keep hope.” Damien kissed Elara’s hand, his eyes wet though no tears fell. “Hope is all I have left. And I will not let it break.” The chamber was silent, except for the sound of burning herbs and the faint, shallow breaths of Elara. She slept, trapped in darkness, while love, jealousy, and schemes circled around her like shadows waiting for the right moment to strike.

she said amidst laughter, and I saw David go towards his brother. “You should stop this madness before it becomes contagious and takes another one of our daughters.” His lips said and a grin appeared on my face. If he thought that he would get rid of me so easily, then he didn’t know me at all. I moved from where I was and got in front of the Alpha. I bowed and said, “I know that my decision to be with Ella came as a shock because you all thought I was with Selena… but I never was with Selena… she had forced her way into my bed every night and refused to go away…”

Alpha hood suggested. "Those in favor of the proposition, raise your arms?" Dwayne instructed. "It is decided, we are off to war. We'll talk strategy tomorrow. I'll send a squad of our best hunters on the trail to try and track them down." I remarked. *** Ella's P.O.V

"Not even a moment of hesitancy." Elijah shot him a glare at his commentary, letting him know that they weren't appreciated. When Elaine received the call, Elijah cut right to the chase and said, "I am going to text you a location. Turn up there. Make sure to be careful." He hung up the call next before Elaine was able to ask anything. This made Samuel hiss. "Truly heartless. That poor girl probably has all of her trust in you, and now, you are going to hand her over to the enemy. That betrayal is going to sting-"

my father grinned before the attendants came and served us the food and wine. Gladly, we took our supper in harmony, they talked about the topics here and there, the same topics of rogues' attacks and showing off wealth. Alpha Ralph straightened his face and cleared his throat. "Let's talk about the kids now. Ezra and Elara have met, unfortunately, your daughter didn't behave properly and she left no other choice than Ezra to tame her." I was about to stand up from my chair and scream, "Excuse me?" But my mom sent me a message via mind-link to sit there.

It's empowering and raw as it fills the space between us, "for my rightful place as Alpha of Silver Run. I, Elle Davidson, Daughter of Alaric Davidson the sole and rightful Alpha challenge YOU to the death." Acting in the fashion a true coward would when cornered, Tiberius raises his hands, backing away from me while looking around nervously. But something about his movements has makes my skin prickle, a nagging instinct he is going to switch course at the last second to go on attack.