All Chapters of The Alpha’s Forbidden obsession : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

**Aiden’s POV**I moved through the forest at a speed that made the wind howl in my ears. My heart pounded, anger and fear coursing through my veins like fire. Every step I took was fueled by one thought, one singular purpose: finding Isabella. I didn’t care who stood in my way or what I had to do to get to her.The moment I found out she was gone, something inside me snapped. The rage I’d been holding back for so long burst free, and the only thing keeping me from losing control completely was the cold determination to find her before it was too late.My wolf was close to the surface, ready to tear apart anyone who got between me and her. Every instinct screamed to hunt her down, to protect her, to make sure she was safe. But there was another fear gnawing at the back of my mind, one I couldn’t shake.*What if I’m too late?*I pushed that thought away, refusing to let it take root. I couldn’t afford to think like that. Isabella was strong, even if she didn’t know it yet. She could su

I could see the mansion in the distance, its dark silhouette a beacon of safety against the chaos we had left behind. I kept my pace steady, holding Isabella tightly in my arms, her face pressed into my chest. She was trembling, her breaths shallow and uneven. I could feel her pain, her fear, and it fueled the burning rage inside me. We were so close to safety, so close to leaving this nightmare behind. But just as I thought we had escaped the danger, a figure emerged from the shadows, running toward us.I tensed immediately, my instincts flaring as I shifted Isabella in my arms, ready to defend her against whatever new threat approached. “Isabella, are you okay?” the figure called out, his voice filled with concern, ignoring me entirely as if I didn’t exist. I felt her flinch at the sound of his voice, her body stiffening in my arms. I looked down at her, confused by her reaction, but before I could say anything, the man stepped into the dim light of the moon. His eyes were locked

The silence between us was unbearable. Aiden hadn’t said a word, and I didn’t know how to break it. The weight of everything that had happened hung in the air like a thick fog, suffocating me. I could feel the tension in his every movement, the coldness radiating from him like an icy wind.He moved quietly, setting me down on the bed before turning his back to me. I watched as he rummaged through a drawer, pulling out bandages, ointments—anything he needed to treat my wounds. The sight of him gathering those things sent a strange pang through my chest. It was such a simple gesture, one I had seen countless times before, but now it felt different. Detached. As if he were going through the motions, his mind far from where we were.When he finally came back to me, he didn’t speak. He just crouched down, his large frame hunched over as he gently grabbed my foot. I flinched, not from the pain, but from the unexpected tenderness in his touch. His fingers were rough, and his hands were also

I don’t know how long I sat there, curled up next to the bed, hugging my knees to my chest as the tears continued to fall. My mind was a mess, my heart shattered beyond repair. The weight of everything that had happened pressed down on me, suffocating me in a way that made it hard to even breathe. Aiden was gone. He hated me. I had ruined everything. I pressed my forehead against my knees, closing my eyes as more tears slipped down my cheeks. The memories of the past, of Aiden’s cold gaze, of Lucas’s betrayal—it all swirled together in a storm that I couldn’t escape. I wanted it to stop. I wanted everything to stop. But it didn’t. The silence only grew heavier, the darkness around me more oppressive. I felt lost, adrift in a sea of regret, and there was no one left to pull me back. A soft click broke through the silence, and I tensed, the sound of the door opening pulling me from my thoughts. I didn’t look up. I couldn’t. I was too tired, too drained. It was probably one of the mai

Two weeks. It had been two weeks since everything fell apart—since I tried to run away, since Lucas’s betrayal, since Darius reappeared and turned my world upside down. And in those two weeks, Aiden hadn’t come to see me. Not once. The silence had been deafening. Every day, a maid would come to check on my wounds, apply ointment, and make sure I was healing. The physical scars were almost gone now—faded reminders of that night. But my emotional wounds? They felt as raw and open as ever. And yet, those wounds were the least of my worries. What weighed on me more than anything was that Aiden still believed I had chosen the hunters over him. He thought I had sided with the people responsible for his parents’ deaths, for all the pain in his life. And because of that, he had distanced himself from me. He was giving me space—far more than I ever wanted. In those two weeks, no one kept a close watch on me anymore. I could walk through the mansion freely, venture outside, go as far as I w