Elaine's POV.I don't miss a step as I walk with purpose towards Allyssa's room, somehow, I'm nervous that the Alpha had told her something about me, judging from the way he had almost snuck up on us two whole times while I was meeting with Belinda and Adrian, although I had made sure to spray a super strong perfume, multiple times to hide my scent and had kept my voice as low as possible, but something still jerked inside me, I was anxious, but I kept my face and posture straight as I stood in front of their bedroom door.Lifting my hands, I knock vivaciously on the door, there is a grunt and a shuffle before Allyssa comes out, smelling like the Alpha.I sniff, the Alpha's scent is all over her, I would not need a psychic to tell me what exactly was going on in that room, in broad daylight, her hair is scattered, her lips red and swollen, lipstick smeared a little to the left side of her cheek, her face is hot and pink, the blush spreading all the way from her neck to her ears.Her e
Allyssa's POV.Long after my Elaine is gone, I circle back to the spot we were sitting just moments ago, my thoughts running wild in my head.Elaine claims that he had seen the Alpha yesterday night, attacking the night guard, but in fact the Alpha had been with me last night, and we had barely caught a wink of sleep, we had been… busy.The memory of the night makes my face flush, images of the Alpha riding and biting me, claiming, marking and bonding me, giving me pleasure in inexplicable ways, flooded my mind and I shook the thought away.Elaine had to be wrong, it is kind of suspicious that she had been down there last night, but I brushed it off, focusing on her words, she said she saw a man, and thought it was the Alpha, in fact she was convinced that it was the Alpha.But seeing that, that is not the case as the Alpha had been with me, I try to connect the dots and find out who exactly Elaine had seen yesterday night, if she saw him and thought he was Lance, then they must have
Lance's POV.A lot of things are not adding up, something about this case feels very wrong and very close to home, maybe it's because the person that was killed is a guard, someone that I personally trained with and someone that I trained.I know this investigation is broad and there are different angles of it that I've not touched, but something is amiss, something I cannot place my hand on, I groan in frustration, wishing Dylan was here.Dylan is doing his own part in this investigation, and I need to do my own part too, although he does not know about my incessant snooping around, but something in me, is telling me not to tell him yet, to wait.This whole thing is making me jittery, not to talk about the rest of the pack, although the information was to keep a tight kid on this disaster, somehow, the news was spreading rapidly like wildfire all over the pack and everyone was scared and rattled.And that's why I can't let my snooping or whatever I find get out, not even Dylan as tha
Elaine's Pov.Allyssa is proving to be a hard nut to crack, thankfully, I did not expect her to easily go with the notion that her mate is the culprit, but I do know that I have planted a seed of doubt in her mind, now I just need to make it seem like the Alpha is actually doing something very suspicious, and my plan will start.But, I also need to know what the Alpha is doing, I can't attempt to frame him without knowing exactly what he is up to, if he is still busy investigating the death of that useless guard and how far he has gone, I could use it against him.I need to make him look bad in front of Allyssa, and even try to make him suspicious of Allyssa too, but that would be harder.There's a knock on my door, interrupting my thoughts.Grumbling, I wonder who it is, I go to open the door, and a guard stress down at me, clearing his throat he speaks,"The Alpha has called for you, he is waiting for you and said I should escort you to him" he tells me.Well, isn't that delightful,
Lance's POV.What the hell is taking their time, it's been thirty minutes and still no sign of the guard or Elaine.I don't have the patience to wait for her, but here I am, because I need to clarify exactly who she is and why I found her belonging at the crime site, two possible places that could have been the hideout.Also, now that I know she was one of the people there, I need to know who she was meeting at that spot. I want to find out what shady business she was doing at that place. I start pacing, wondering what the hell is keeping them, when I check my time again, fifteen minutes have gone by and still no sign of the guard or the woman in question.The guard soon comes barrelling into the meeting room, sweat dripping from his face and his pants filling the room."What's wrong, I clearly told you to come with her and it's been forty-five minutes already, do you think I have the time and the patience for you to dilly dally around?" I ask him and he shakes his head in apology."
Allyssa's POV.Elaine's words leave me shocked and rattled and try as I might, I don't think I can brush her off anymore, her words are sinking in, and I hate that, I hate that I'm letting her words get to me, but she is my aunt, it's not like she is Belinda whom I know is against me.This is my aunt I'm talking about, but then again Lance is my mate, and I am supposed to know my mate like the back of my palm, so why am I here doubting him like he is just a phantom in my life.I breathe hard, Elaine looked really scared and dead serious, hell, she was even crying, my heart wrenches and folds over in my chest as I picture her teary face trying to convince me that her life is in danger.I stand up from my position on the sofa and start pacing, what the hell makes her believe that the Alpha is after her life and why in the world is after her life in the first place, assuming her suspicions are in fact correct.But then again, why am I thinking like Aunt Elaine is right and the Alpha is w
Lance's POV.As I stare at her and see that fucking smirk I almost come undone, rage pouring through me in waves as I think of the different ways I'm going to rip her head from her body."You called me Alpha" , she repeats, one brow raised as if to ask exactly why I called her."Who are you?" I ask, I never actually liked her and right now, I am feeling really aggressive, but I need answers first, before I work on my rage."I'm Elaine, you know who I am, why do you ask?" She still has that smug look on her face as she replies, and I'm very sure that she is trying to rile me up, if that's her goal, it's actually working, because I punch the desk before me.I don't just punch it, I punch 'through' the desk, leaving a gaping hole right where my fist punched through. She gasps looking shocked, "What's going on?Why are you being so aggressive?" She asks and the question makes me laugh, hard in her face."Tell me the truth now you imposter, who the fuck are you?, Why are you here? Why are
Allyssa's POV.The shock on my face must show because he is taken aback, I feel a lot of emotions at this point, disgust, rage, anger, sadness, I feel betrayed.I think I'm going to vomit, I look at him like he is sick, deranged, unstable, and honestly, he is.She warned me, she came to me and begged me to save her from him, but I denied, maybe if I had not denied all the facts she told me, if I had not brushed all of it off as hysterics, she would still be alive.When I look at her again, her body mangled on the floor, I bend over and vomit in one of the shrubs.When I turn back to look at the Alpha, the blood on his hands, on his face and his clothes tells me everything I need to know, tells me who exactly is responsible for this crime.I watch his face closely, wondering why the hell he had to do this, a tear gleams on his face and I am taken aback, I feel the urge to laugh at him.Why is he crying? The almighty Alpha? Why is he showing this emotion? He fucking killed my aunt! My o
Allyssa's Pov. I wake up in my bed, the bed I and the Alpha share, I don't even remember dozing off, I just remember the Beta dropping me off here and me going inside, worried sick about my mate. Who is currently leaning over the bed, looking at me, his breath fanning my face and a smile grazing his lips."You are beautiful" He murmurs and nuzzles my neck. I smile and then when my eyes trail to his arms my breath catches in my throat." And you're hurt" I whisper, alarmed, he straightens and I jump up, getting the first aid box." You're adorable, it's okay though, I don't need that, I'm going to heal on my own anyway" He mutters and I glare at him. Applying some antiseptic cream to my thumb and forefinger, then opening my palms, I mutter, " Bring it here" He looks at me and sighs, " It's really okay"" Those cuts are so fucking deep, please let me treat your wounds, please " my voice cracks at the end, buy I try very hard to keep my composure, and fail miserably. There scratch
Allyssa's POV. Belinda leaves my jaw, examining her nails to see if any damage was done to the new manicure, then she orders Adrian to untie my hands, and he does so, keeping his hands on my shoulders to keep my from escaping, I almost roll my eyes, there's no way in hell that I'd be able to escape, I don't even know there the hell I am. I am so angry and also, so scared at the same time. Belinda, this bitch, came in and started gloating about my predicament, and considering the fact that she is the one that put me in it, I think my murderous thoughts are justified. "How does it feel huh, answer me" She screams at my face and I look up at her, then spit on her feet. "How dare you?" She shrieks, "hold her" she commands Adrian and he does just that.He yanks my head back so that my throat is bare, Allyssa's sharp pointed nails trail in my neck, and I hold my breath. If she sinks her nails in my flesh, she might hit a vein or major artery and I may die from blood loss. Pak. The sla
Lance's POV. I'm on a searching spree, my wolf is beyond angry at this point, there is no word in the vocabulary that can describe the intense feeling of fury and rage that I am feeling at this point, it's red hot and blinding, searing me from the inside out. I'm still waiting for Dylan and pacing the clearing, clutching her hair to my chest and trying to use the mate bond to lead her to me, I call out to her using the mate bond, but it's either the mate bond has been weakened or the distance between she and I, is too far for the mating pull to reach. I still feel like it's all my fault that all these happened, I am the one that got angry and left while she was still in her feelings, had I behaved like a sensible person and tried to calm her down, we would not be in this position, she would be in my arms now and not missing. Had I taken the time to explain everything to her then maybe things would be different right now, but I had let my emotions cloud my judgment, I had acted base
Allyssa's POV. I open my eyes, my head hurts, and I sway to the side, my head lolling, I'm tied up, that's the first thing I notice, and I'm alone in a very nondescript room. I turn my head around, my head feels heavy on my shoulder and I feel like it is going to fall off and roll down but my hands are tied and there is nothing I can do. I look around the room, there is a single light bulb that produces smoky illumination which hurts my eyes, the chair I'm chained to is made of iron, there is an iron table with all sorts of torture items sprawled on top of it. The room is bleak, and my heart jumps in my throat as I realize that this may be the end for me. I am going to die without even seeing Lance, I am going to die with the image of my aunt's dead body crawling through my mind. I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping this is just an hallucination, a dream, but when I open my eyes, the rope is still fighting into my wrist, the table with the torture instruments still looks as menacing a
Lance's POV. The sweat drips down my back as I head back to the room, I needed to clear my head and figure out exactly what is going on around me, and what better way to do it than to pour all my rage on the punching bag, which now lays in pieces on the gym floor by the way. Now that I have had some time to think about my actions and cool off, I find that I actually have done some things wrong, first and foremost my approach. That slap was well deserved because when Allyssa had talked about her aunt, no, Elaine, I had laughed in her face, with Elaine's dead body a few meters from me and her blood on my hands. That had been a completely unacceptable approach to the issue, in my defense, I didn't want to laugh, it just bubbled out of me without control, but it was still wrong. And I also get the reason she would have to doubt me, she witnessed me crouching over Elaine's body, her blood on my hands, face and clothes, telling her immediately that I was not wrong would have been like
Allyssa's POV. My emotions are all over the place, I can't believe anything that happened in the last twenty four hours, I cannot believe that my aunt that talked to me some hours ago is no more, and that my mate killed her. I moved into a blank room, with only a bed and a chair, the room seems empty, and lacks life, just like my life at this moment. I wanted to move to Elaine's old room, but that would hurt too much, it's like I am relieving my mother's death over again, I cannot even believe that I am back to square one. The Alpha had been so enraged when we had our last conversation, but he had no right to be, I saw it very well with my own eyes, the blood splattered on his hands, his face, his clothes. He could not convince me that someone else had killed her and splattered the blood on his hands, his face and his clothes. I just need space, I need a place to retreat to and cool my head, a place to nurse my wounded heart. I also cannot believe that Belinda had come immediate
Belinda's POV.HappinessHow long does it last? Because mine suddenly seems to last forever.When last did I smile and treat myself to a bottle of wine and a pedicure? I think I'll do that right now, I'm so happy I feel like I'm going to combust, I am so happy that I persevered, I am finally getting very close to my goal.This is the happiest I have been in ages, I'm not even lying.The look on the Alpha's face when Allyssa told him that she did not want to be his mate anymore, and the broken look on Allyssa's face as she flung baseless accusations at the Alpha.Their relationship is at rock bottom and I am so very happy about it, I cannot believe that idiot Allyssa.I'm convinced at this point that her brain is only for decoration and she does not use it to think at all, it's all for fancy.I laugh out loud and pick a bottle of champagne that I iced in a bucket, pouring the sparkling white wine in a glass, the paper brownish-gold color excites me.I lift it to my lips and taste the b
Lance's POV.I'm angry and frustrated, Allyssa has succeeded in making me utterly enraged, she is not even giving me the chance to speak for myself, she just up and assumed that I was at fault, and I guess in a way I am, but I wasn't the one that killed the woman and she is not allowing me to clear myself.And I am even more angry when she just threatens to end our relationship, like it's some superficial bond, like the mating bond means nothing to her, it makes me so angry that my wolf growls. I'm so angry, rage fills my head, my vision turning red and dangerous.I look at as she speaks, barely registering her words, my head feels like it's about to burst, she is shaking, from whatever emotions are rocking her body, her eyes are red and bloodshot, the tears still falling in torrents like it's not going to end.When she says that she wants to end our relationship, I laugh in her face, the laughter just erupts from the pit of my stomach, bubbling it's way out of my mouth with an intens
Allyssa's POV.The shock on my face must show because he is taken aback, I feel a lot of emotions at this point, disgust, rage, anger, sadness, I feel betrayed.I think I'm going to vomit, I look at him like he is sick, deranged, unstable, and honestly, he is.She warned me, she came to me and begged me to save her from him, but I denied, maybe if I had not denied all the facts she told me, if I had not brushed all of it off as hysterics, she would still be alive.When I look at her again, her body mangled on the floor, I bend over and vomit in one of the shrubs.When I turn back to look at the Alpha, the blood on his hands, on his face and his clothes tells me everything I need to know, tells me who exactly is responsible for this crime.I watch his face closely, wondering why the hell he had to do this, a tear gleams on his face and I am taken aback, I feel the urge to laugh at him.Why is he crying? The almighty Alpha? Why is he showing this emotion? He fucking killed my aunt! My o