All Chapters of Her Beta's Heart: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“What truth?”“What happened to Mr and Mrs Grant? You know the truth.”There was silence. Even the chirping crickets seemed to be waiting to hear what it was. “Don’t make me do this, Elliott.” Jayden pleaded. “Do something else. But leave that part out.”“What is he talking about, Jayden?” Alisa asked. She stepped forward, suddenly immune to every feeling of fear she had felt before now, not caring about the wolves that now stood watching. “What skeleton is that?”“Please, Elliott.” Jayden pleaded once again.He had thought Elliott was beside him, trying to help him. But he could not pay this price if this price was one to pay. He turned to look at Alisa, at the way her hair hung wildly around her head and wanted to end everything. He had hidden this for long, unwilling to tell her, afraid of losing her. He had never known a truth so scary.Alisa too was afraid, but she wanted to know the truth as well. This concerned her parents, and hearing Jayden and her parents in the same senten

SEVEN YEARS LATER...A fire was burning in the hearth, licking up the logs and waiting to be fed some more as it threw orange light and shadows around the room, and even more importantly, filled it with warmth. Jayden sat with a skin blanket wrapped around him despite the fire, as flakes of snow fell outside the house, forming an icy cover over the ground that glowed white in the moonlight. For some reason, the electric fires never held any fascination for him like this one did, burning and burning, shooting out sparks and flashes of blue. A thick black beard covered his face and filled his chin, and he ran his fingers through it, trying to think about something he had now forgotten. He took in a deep breath and exhaled, savouring his love-hate relationship with this cold place and how he always needed to keep the fire burning. He could have well frozen if he ever forgot to do it. His fur would shield him if he was in his wolf form, but in his human form, he would only freeze and sh

Jayden awoke the next morning, rubbed his eyes and then sat up in bed, blinking a few times so his eyes would adjust to the dim light they came in through the windows. The light seemed as though the sun was blocked by dark clouds.It took him some time to remember what had happened the previous night, and even more to remember the woman who had wished him goodnight.“Melissa?” He called out, suddenly remembering her name.There was silence, and after calling out to her two more times, he wrapped his robe more tightly around himself and opened the door to the cabin.A cold gust of wind hit him in the face like a punch, and he stepped back inside for a while, wiping his face on the sleeve of his robe. He shut the door to go back inside when it dawned on him that the back of his robe was heavier than the rest of the cloth, so he reached back and sure enough, there was a hood hanging behind him.He pulled it over his face and it covered every part of it except his eyes, and then he steppe

Seeing her lie in his cabin that dark evening as the sun set made him want to ask so many questions. A thousand of them, if he could number them accurately. ‘Aren’t you supposed to be dead?’ ‘Where is our child?’ ‘If you are alive, why did you not come back to me?’ “Prepare yourself for anything.” Melissa had cautioned him. “Some things are better not known, and best remain in the graves where they have been hidden and buried, but when you know them, you must face them.” That was the problem. Jayden was afraid to know. He wasn’t so sure if he wanted to know about it anymore. He was beginning to regret finding her and enlisting the wolves to help him bring her. He was starting to wonder why he did not let her die in the cold snow. “She will come around soon, and before then, you must decide. If you will run away from the truth or face it head-on, and deal with the consequences later. And like I have told you before, you must be careful of what you do when you see her.” Melissa wa

Every time she looked at him, she thought about how he had gone from the timid, shy boy who always wanted to play games with her to this powerful man who carried her child and threw him up in the air, before catching him once again and setting him back on the ground.Of course every one was afraid of Elliott Hansen, or, more afraid to cross the thin line that was his patience. As long as that line remained untouched, he was the kindest person anyone would meet. But the moment it was crossed, he went from being a kind person to a wolf out to kill.It was one of the reasons his pack members loved and respected him. He was like the person you heard the worst about before you came close and found that books truly did not have to be judged by their covers, or the covers people had put on them.“I got all the marks in my test today, Daddy.” Elliott Jr. yelled in his little boyish voice that would need the tough hammer of puberty to get bolder. Alisa smiled, her mind drawn to the fact that