All Chapters of Alpha's Mission: Bound by Fate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Seth POVI walked into the bar, my eyes scanning the crowd for Adolf. The place was packed, and the noise of conversations, laughter, and clinking glasses filled the air. The short, mischievous werewolf was always a headache to deal with. Most people mistook him for a dwarf, and for good reason. His size and antics often led people to underestimate him, but I knew better; my years with me had tell me how clever he actually is.Adolf loved to drain my energy with pointless chatter before he will finally give me the information I needed, despite the fact I always paid him for his services.I sighed and looked around again, growing more frustrated by the second. He had to be here somewhere, probably flirting with some woman and drowning himself in alcohol. Women and drinks were his weak points, and this bar was his preferred meeting spot, even though I had told him numerous times it was my least favorite place. Adolf, of course, mocked me for it, telling me to “grow some balls” and “man

Hunter’s POVI was sitting at my desk, going through some files when soft music played in the background, helping me concentrate. I had always found a certain calmness in moments like these, but today, my mind kept wandering back to Akira. The thought of her made me smile as I worked. The intense feeling we share lately was surprising but and it was hard to keep my mind off of her. As I hummed softly to the music, suddenly, the door to my room burst open.Seth stormed in, his face twisted in fury. I was taken aback by the sheer rage radiating off him. He looked like he was ready to tear something apart.“Whoa, Seth, what’s wrong? You look like you’re about to murder someone,” I asked, half-joking but concerned. It wasn’t often I saw him like this.Seth wasn’t in the mood for humor, judging that he didn’t laugh at my joke. His eyes were blazing, and his fists clenched tightly by his sides. “I told you, Hunter. I told you my gut was right, but you didn’t want to believe me. What’s the

Akira’s POVSeth ordered the men to search the entire room, not just the cupboards. I didn’t even flinch. My mind was elsewhere, trying to figure out where the phone could be. The two men turned the room upside down, searching every corner and crevice. Every few minutes, they reported back to Seth, shaking their heads and confirming they found nothing.I watched them, but I wasn’t truly focused. All I could think about was the missing phone.Seth's gaze darted around suspiciously before ordering the men to search Lisa and Brielle’s rooms. More minutes passed, and I could hear the sound of things being tossed around from the adjacent rooms. Finally, the men returned, confirming thought—they had found nothing. All this time, I hadn’t said a word. My heart was pounding, my mind running wild with questions. Where was the phone?Then, Seth’s voice snapped me back to the moment. “Search her,” he ordered.Just as the men moved toward me, Hunter’s voice cut through the tension. “That’s eno

Hunter’s POVI climbed over the fence of Alpha Sabastine’s estate, careful not to make a sound. The night was pitch-black, and I could barely make out the guards patrolling the grounds. They walked lazily, probably thinking they had nothing to worry about at this hour. But that’s exactly why I chose now—past midnight—when everyone’s guard was down.When they never expect I Hunter to be here.I had already calculated the time it would take to get to Reidvilla and finish this mission, then return to Melford before anyone even noticed I was gone. No one knew I was here; not even Seth. This was my battle, and I had to see it through alone.I scaled the wall of the house with the help of my wolf claws, moving swiftly and silently. I had done this enough times that it came naturally, but tonight was different. My arm throbbed from the injury I’d sustained on my last mission here. Doctor Dennis would be so mad right now to see me doing this, as he had told me hundred times to rest, but I c

Alpha Jackson POVI tossed the girl around again, making sure the buyers could get a good look at her. She was young, about 16, and in good shape. She would bring in a lot of money, especially for an experienced trafficker like the old man standing before me. But like always, selling them was the hardest part. Everyone wanted a good deal, but no one wanted to pay for high quality.“Oh, come on,” I said, my voice smooth, almost rehearsed. “Look at her! She's strong, able-bodied, and perfect for a variety of tasks. Put her on the streets, and you’ll be making hundreds, if not thousands, every week. You’ll have your investment back in no time.”The old Phil gave me a skeptical look, tossing the girl around like she was a piece of meat. She cringed, but kept her head bowed, clearly scared. “I’ll give you 30,000 usd,” he said, his voice firm. “I’ve got more to buy today; she won’t be the only one.”I tightened my jaw. Old Phil had been doing business with me for over ten years, and while I