All Chapters of HUMAN MATE OF THE ALPHA KING : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

His automobile screamed on the dimly lit blacktop as the headlights illuminated the dark as Elijah drove over country roads. His palm grasped the steering wheel so firmly that the skin had grown pale and his thoughts were full of hope and concern. Every one of the witches that Beta could think of and make touch with had been used up and had been seeking far and wide for a match to Ema’s witch and her location spell. Now, when the early light was just starting to line the horizon, he was out of choices – or maybe out of choices that were not deadly. The car slowed more as it neared a shack that was some way from the nearest residence. Elijah pulled over and at least gave himself five minutes to prepare for what he was about to face. Taking a big breath in, he stepped out of the car and approached the door of the little hut, rusting. Before he could knock on the door it was pushed open by a woman who had huge bosoms and dark curling hair and her eyes were emerald. Mor

As he navigated the forest roads in the wee hours of the morning, he noticed that the dew was still lying on the ground. Looking forward, Beta Elijah tightened their grip on the wheel until the stress from the events of the past several days manifested in his bones. Defeating Ema, liberating the pack, and reuniting Bruce and Amelia were all within reach. A couple of other figures are still awaiting their placement. Feelings of both exhilaration and fear came over Elijah as he beheld the tiny, secluded cabin he had taken Amelia to. She should remain as far away from danger as possible until the very end, he had not told her, but they intended to confront Ema. But now that things had gotten so bad, they had to involve her too. Dropping the keys on the dashboard, Elijah stepped out and cautiously made his way to the cabin, his senses heightened in their vigilance. There was a certain unease. There, that stilled air and that weird lack of noise were most oppressive. There were n

Ema had lit only one bulb in her chambers and its poor light made the shadow extended. Lots of individuals were asleep or were joyful over the council that took place in the pack house last night. But for Ema, or rather, there is no rest, no calm. Her thoughts were sophisticated and always examining, even the simplest judgments and acts that were performed. A gentle knock on the door prevented her from continuing the lines of thought. “Come in,” she murmured in a quiet composed voice but from the look of things she was far from being peaceful inside. A skinny man entered the room locking the door behind him without making the least disturbance. Jackson, one of Ema’s best moles among the pack, bowed his head to show obeisance. “My lady, I have news,” — whispered he. Ema glanced at him in the dimness with bright eyes. “Speak. ” Jeremy was powerless to stop Jackson from rambling about Bruce and Elijah’s move against Ema and the evidence they’ve accumulated to p

The faint sound of various life-supporting systems rang on as Amelia shifted around in her cabin. Her eyes stared at the ceiling for a moment before recognizing that the light was all too real; the overhead fluorescents in the kitchen poured down on her now as she glanced at the ceiling. For a minute she was temporarily perplexed as she struggled to grasp where she was and how she had gotten herself there. Memories, as in a torrent, flooded back to her and then she rose slowly. The escape. The chase. The fall. Groaning, she tried to sit up but the weights had done their job and the least movement tormented her nearly painfully. In little time at all, a nurse was by her bedside straightening her back on the pillows. Suddenly the nurse came and hugged her tenderly, ‘Easy there,’ the nurse remarked just softly. “It has been rather strenuous for you. But as Elijah had assigned the Nurse even when he knew she was already getting well, made her wonder how many others were

It was dusk, and the iron bars closed with a loud sound that reverberated in the passage of the pack's prison.Ema was standing behind them, with tangled hair, a tainted face, and a scarlet light of rage and guilt in her eyes. On the other side, Alpha Bruce and Beta Elijah stood equally serious.“You will remain here until it is determined what is to be done with you,” Bruce said coldly and without any inflection in his voice. The curse might have been broken, but old habits die hard, and in the week that followed, it seemed that the crowd’s worst fears were to be fulfilled when Rangnick’s exit would lead. With her hands on the bars, Ema rushed forward sharply. ‘’How could you do this to me? I am supposed to be your Luna. ’’ ‘’S**t,’’ Elijah corrected, his words conveying a disappointed undertone. “And that does not justify your behavior, Ema; you have betrayed the pack, risked lives, and worst of all, have hurt Amelia. And as we speak, she is nowhere to be found." This just enra