All Chapters of The Crushed Mate Who Struck Back: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

***Bryan***Figuring out what was going on between Alpha Westby and Evans right now got my head spinning. Apparently, Evans was inciting the Alpha with his words. It felt to me as though they were talking in a language that only both of them understood. I really want to know what happened that night. Evans was clearly accusing Alpha Westby of something. And I think there's more to it because the way my Alpha was reacting showed me there was something off. There is definitely something he isn't telling me. "What is going on, Alpha? What night is he referring to?" I asked, looking straight onto his eyes for answers. "The night all your pack got wiped out," Evans answered. "Didn't your Alpha tell you he was there that night?" "Attack then now. I've counted to five already." Alpha Westby growled. "Where the fuck did she go?" Evans' eyes flickered, dancing around. He wasn't a bit concerned that Jensen and the others were about to attack him based on Alpha Westby's command. "Scarlet

***Bryan***Thirty minutes to midnight, Adam walked into my room. I was surprised to see him. "Hi, Bryan. What's up?" He slumped into the sofa with a heavy sigh. I was in no mood to talk but I didn't want to act towards him like a jerk. Adam is a cool and nice guy who I wouldn't want to lash out at. "I'm good." I simply answered. He nodded. He slipped his fingers into his pocket and lowered his head. "I was concerned. I thought I wasn't going to find you here."I sighed, my patience was beginning to run out. "Thanks Adam. I'm good. I want to be alone." "I understand you are confused and lost about what to do about this situation." I lifted my head to look at him. "You are a physician. Stick to your job and stop…" I trailed off immediately. I realized I was beginning to sound like a jerk. "Adam just left. Obviously, you can see that I'm not in the mood." "I've only known you for like eight months but I know for sure you're a great guy. Many times you jump in to help people even

***Scarlett***I paced back and forth at the side of James' house. My mind raced with thoughts of what would happen next. Evans had been closing in on me for weeks, and I knew I couldn't keep running forever. There was nowhere for me to hide without worrying about running into someone who knows me. I needed a plan, and I needed help. That's why I'm here… James is the last person I should ask help from but I'm desperate. As I passed by the window, I caught sight of James working out. It was by chance that I discovered that James was still living here. I was thinking after all that had happened that he would leave and go into hiding too. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should reach out to him. I had turned him down when he td me how he felt about me. I didn’t take him seriously. But there was something about him that made me feel like I could trust him. And his Evans enemy, so that alone was enough to side with him. I knocked at the window, hoping he would hear the sound of

***Bryan*** I stormed into the packhouse, my anger simmering just below the surface. I had just received news that Ingrid had been heard slandering Scarlett. The thought of it made my blood boil. I was told that Ingrid called Scarlett a cunning bitch and a daughter of a murderer. Ingrid also said she knew that Scarlett had something to do with the way I had been behaving strangely. Ingrid looked up from her seat, her eyes flashing with defiance. "What's wrong, Bryan? Why are you shouting?" "You know exactly what's wrong," I growled, my fists clenched. "I heard what you've been saying to those who care to listen. You didn’t want Scarlett here when I brought her. Then why are you slandering her even when you all forced her to leave." Ingrid rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on. You're not going to start this again, are you? I was just telling everyone who she really is. From what my father told me and from what I have witnessed, that woman has caused you so much pain. Why do you want to ke

***Bryan***I woke up to the sound of my pack members stirring outside the pack house. I stretched, arching my back and extending my claws, before emerging into the bright sunlight. Unlike other mornings where it was usually quiet and more than half of the pack were usually asleep. This time we were all awake because of something terrible that happened. Adam is missing…As I made my way to the center of the pack house, I noticed a sense of unease in the air. I quickly hoped that nothing bad had happened to him. The pack members were huddled together, whispering among themselves. I approached them, my senses on high alert."Have we got anything on him?" I asked, my voice low and even."Not yet," one of the pack members replied, her voice trembling. "But we have a bad feeling about this. Someone said a dead body was found in town. Jensen and the others have gone to identify the body."My heart skipped a beat as I processed the information. This can't be. Why would anyone hurt Adam? Ad