Chapter 43

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Emily's pov

"Get ready, emily. we are going to start our plan tomorrow," Alpha dave said to me. Finally took you so long, alpha. "I was waiting for the perfect moment." What perfect moment? "Always strike when your enemies don't see it coming. I was waiting for luca to let his walls down, and he did it. He's busy with his so-called mate. And nothing can stop us now." So what we have to do, alpha? " Simple it is. We will distract him so that he can leave his mate alone, and then we will break into his house to attack his mate and kidnap her. You will be assigned for this mission. Wear some masks and bring a few guards with you. And i want that mutt in the dungeon till tomorrow. So dont be late. " Yes, alpha, after that, he got out of my room. I was waiting for this opportunity. Now i will get rid of that mutt, and there will be nothing to stop me getting closer to luca. He will be mine again. And i will be the queen of all warewolves and luna of luca pack. I wish my wolf was with me. But no, she's not cooperating with me. She's behaving like a bitch. When i reject my mate, i was in misery. But i gained all my strength and work on the mission. When i was younger, i wanted this and now am gonna get it. Nothing will get in my way. So i should stop thinking about that ordinary omega mate. Now i should sleep because i have things to do.

Isabelle perspective.

Do you feel like you're dead? Yes, that's what I am feeling right now.Ughh-where am i? I groaned in pain. My eyelids were heavy. It feels like someone has put weight on the eyes. I slowly tried to gain my stamina and tried to open my eyes. I slowly awake, my head was throbbing with pain in a dimly light, damp dungeon. The air is heavy with a musty, oppressive scent. My hands and feet are bound by heavy, cold chains that are attached to the dungeon's stone walls. Panic surges through me as I try to move, realizing my captivity. As my eyes adjust to the faint light, fear washes over me. The dungeon's stone walls are rough and ancient, adorned with mysterious symbols and graffiti from past captives.The room seems devoid of life, except for the eerie drip of water in the distance. I shivers, not just from the chill in the air but from the overwhelming sense of isolation and vulnerability.

My breathing quickens as i realize the direness of my situation. The smell of dry blood was everywhere. A shiver ran down my spine. Where am i ? What the hell am i doing here. There's no one. No fan, nothing at all. And why my hands and feet are bound with chain. I looked at myself, and my clothes were filled with my blood. Tear rolls down my eyes. Where's luca? What's happening? Who brings me here? Thousand thoughts were running in my mind. When suddenly memories of last night hit me like a brick.

Flashback.

After luca went to his packhouse. I laid on the sofa to check my new phone. Everything was already installed in it. I opened the contact list to check everything. When i came to know luca had saved his number on my phone. Wtf is that  " My King"? Did he just save his number on my phone with "my king" as a name. So cringe of him. Never have i ever saved my ex number on my phone with these cringe nicknames. Ugh, i will talk to him. When he will come home. I opened the Instagram after that. I searched Jessica id. Luckily, she didn't change her username. Her profile pic was the same. I scroll down to check her account because her account was public.

The fuck, she's engaged????? How this happened? I click on the image. In which she was showing her gold ring while kissing her fiance. He can't even give her the diamond ring. I read the caption that was below the image. " Just got engaged to the love of my life," what on the earth is happening. How could she do it without me. Am not even there in her life, and she's making boyfriend and getting engaged to him. Seriously, everything changed.  I didn't expect her to get over her bff that quickly. Maybe luca has something to do with it. He told me that he had removed my existence and that no one would recognise me if i ran away. I guess it's better to forget about the past, and i should start focusing on my present and future. May be this was destined for me.

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