All Chapters of The Alpha's Trapped Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Amelia's POV None of my screams and struggles mattered as Lorenzo dragged me into his private jet. He tucked me into the seat and took his seat opposite me. Where was he taking me? My heart rate rapidly picked up as the reality dawned on me that we were leaving Chicago and probably the country. I clenched my teeth in anger. The sound of the engine whirred below me, putting more pressure on my mind as I struggled to dislodge the fact that I wouldn’t get to see Neil anymore. Lorenzo sat leg-crossed opposite me, sipping gently from the glass in his hand. A female flight attendant appeared with a tray and bent to drop it before Lorenzo. “Fuck off,” he snapped, scaring her away. She gasped and scurried out of sight, leaving Lorenzo and me in this... Lorenzo's private jet. Even though Lorenzo was sitting directly opposite me, I was no longer afraid of what he could do. He was only a piece of cake for Neil; with a flick of Neil's fingers, he would be gone. Suddenly, I heard Neil's voice i

Neil's POV: I had mind-linked Amelia after discovering that Lorenzo did not take her to his house. I didn't know where or how to start looking for them, as there was no trace of them anywhere. Amelia had told me that Lorenzo was probably taking her out of the country, and I feared that would happen because the mind-link couldn't extend outside the borders of America. It wouldn’t connect. I was scared of losing all chances of connecting to Amelia, which was why I had to act fast. My pilot was on his annual holiday, and I had to let him enjoy it. With that, I had no option but to use a public plane while trying to connect to Amelia. I rented a car from a local shop and drove downhill to the nearest airport to book a flight, mind-linking Amelia again to see if she had discovered where Lorenzo was taking her. 'Amelia', I tried to connect, but all I heard was silence. What if she had finally left America and the mind-link had stopped working? I sped up, clenching my jaws. I tried again

Neil's POV Boarding a ship to Europe did not take long. I entered the ship under a disguise to avoid what had happened before. Going to Europe by ship would take long, but that was the only option I had left. I took a sip of the wine and twirled the rest as I sat on the bed in the room I had been placed in on the ship. My mind returned to Amelia and what had become of her now. My heart shuddered, and I noticed a lump in my throat as I prayed she was safe. "Talk to her," Heira growled. I had to try the mind-link again. But as I listened for Amelia's reply, I heard her painful gasps and whines... Someone was hurting her! I could feel her pain. She had been hit by someone. My breath rose as my throat went dry. I didn't know what to do anymore. I brushed a furious hand over my hair as my eyes angrily scanned the room. I kicked the wine glass and the bottle into the wall, and the contents spilled alongside the glass all over the room. A question screamed into my head: would I be able

Amelia's POV Lorenzo has become a demon of himself. All day long, he had me locked up in this room without food or water. Last night had been a nightmare... tears rushed down my face as I remembered that lady's words as she hit me squarely in the face. "The capo brought you here as a slut and a cheap slut is what you'll be here!" She had been too strong and fast for me, almost impossible for me to pluck a strand of her hair as she hit me; like she had been made and trained for this. Lorenzo had appeared, dragged her by the hair, and pushed her aside. "I didn't ask you to touch her. She still remains my wife." When I thought he was finally going to get me out of here, Lorenzo had tied me up and dumped me here in this room. "Your mate might take too long to come to your rescue; coming by boat to Europe. Ridiculous," Lorenzo spat. "I would have had a fill of myself on you before he arrives," Lorenzo said in derision as he pulled my face up to look at him. "I'll keep you here. Safe. A

Neil's POV He was much stronger than I thought. And though I had decided not to use any of my wolf abilities in the arena, I was forced to because he was almost unbeatable. I was shocked when his wounds healed and claws formed on his fingers. He was a werewolf too... and a powerful one at that! How many werewolves did Lorenzo have working for him? And how did he get such a powerful werewolf in his fight club? But what I never expected was Lorenzo going back on his word... As I slit Blue blood's throat, I narrowly missed a bullet as it whizzed past my head. I tumbled down the stage to take cover as more bullets pierced the air. Suddenly, everything seemed to slow down before me and I could clearly see the bullets rushing above me and on the stage. It was no ordinary bullet. It was made of raw silver. Lorenzo! That bastard! I should have known he wouldn't keep to his word. I told you it was a bad idea, Heira grumbled into my head, but this was not a time for grumbling. I turned