All Chapters of I am the Alpha Queen: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

NASH’S P.O.V. What do you do when the girl you love is repeatedly attacked or hurt! What was the count now? Three, if I start from the moment I had met her… And last two months have been a nightmare. I could not believe my eyes when Alpha had put her on a medical dorm’s bed and she had looked white, as if she was already dead. Thanks to Dr Serena administrations, she was stable, but it had taken almost four weeks for her colour to return to her skin, and that too happened because Faye started healing her. Ever since Faye woke up, she was better. But not enough. I spent most of my time in medical dorm, slept in it too, just could not leave my mate alone there. But she was never alone. She always had a hoard of people around her and one of her family always stayed. Jared and alpha had to literally push me and her mother out of the dormitories the first time. And ever since then, Jared and I have been taking it in turns to stay with her. We had the closest link to her, and we didn

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. “Gotten quite close, have we? Talking about ‘sniffing’ me to her!” I asked grinning but rolling my eyes at Nash. “Anyone will be if they spend days and nights here,” Nash laughed as he caressed my face lovingly. “What?” I asked again, as he stared at my face with such vulnerable expression that I felt smitten. “Ah… I could just look at you forever,” he smiled. “I love you much… too damn much, Jayden.” And I pouted. “What?” he asked seriously. “I don’t like it when you call me Jayden,” I whispered softly. “But you asked me to call you Jayden… I remember you telling me the same specifically that night…” Nash exclaimed. “I know… I know… Jared said the same too, but I am telling you now, that I don’t like it when you call me Jayden,” I replied staring at my nails. They were incredibly yellow now… Ew! “You don’t want me to call you princess, you don’t want me to call you Jayden, oh Goddess, help me please!” Nash exclaimed. I pouted again. “What should

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. And mom was right. People were agitated that mom had summoned them. I felt their hostility through our mind link but of course, they had to obey a direct alpha command. Normally, for a formal occasion, where mom or dad or both addressed our clan, I dressed in quite a fancy attire, that made girls jealous and boys swoon over me. But today, I picked up a simple knee length black dress, tied my hair in a neat bun and without any make up or accessories, well, except for a small black diamond pendant around my neck and black diamond studded earrings, I walked down. Mom had asked for the gathering to start at 7, and it was 6:55 PM and every man, woman and child from our clan was here, at least who could make at such short notice. People were eying me angrily. Some were even filled with rage. Mom dad must have sensed my unease because they directly took me to the stage we have now built for such occasions. “My fellow wolves,” dad started. And a soft applaud answered h

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. One month later. “Are you sure you have to go,” mom asked for the umpteenth time as I packed. “I have to, mom,” I sighed. She looked so sad that I had no strength to argue with her. And of course, she was sad and worried… I have never set foot out of our clan without my parents and a hoard of security. But today, well, technically, tomorrow morning, we – as in Nash and I – are flying off to India. The thought in itself sent severe jitters down my spine. All that I have heard of India, and his family, a part of me did not wish to even to go there. A part of me wanted to beg him to stay here, with me, forever. But he was the heir of Shakti clan. And being the first in line, i.e. first born, and the only alpha male of the alpha family in Indian subcontinent, he had to go… sigh! “You will stay in constant touch with me, won’t you?” mom continued. And I tried so hard, so damn hard to not roll my eyes at her. We had this conversation a hundred times as well.

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. The farewells are never easy, and the same was the case with me. Mom and dad have deliberately not informed the entire clan that I was moving to India, permanently, or as permanently my family would allow me to. I know I would have to travel to and fro quite a lot. I mean, if mom – who had never seen Whitakers until she turned sixteen – had to travel to Romania to meet them every two-three months, then well, I would be glad if I don’t see my family every two weeks. Well, I am not glad that I would not see my family, I mean they are the best, but hey, India is almost fourteen hours away, and even with our high powered La Gualias jet, it is at least twelve hours away, it would be very tiresome! “You will come back and say goodbye to everyone as soon as you are sure you want to live there,” Mom stressed as we gathered in the foyer and so many men loaded my luggage in the car. Nash was shocked with the sheer number of bags I had. ‘For a girl who wears only training b