Alpha Jasper | ✔️(Published)

Chapter Fourteen

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Word Count: 2149

~Thea

Just seeing him sent an entire wall of emotion at me.

His back was turned to me, but I knew it was him without a single doubt. The man I thought would once be my mate, but who actually wanted to sacrifice me.

"We need to go," Jasper says quickly, seeing Luca at the same time as I did.

He grabbed my hand, dragging me toward Aria's house, which was luckily right there. My feet slugged through the snow, my burning limbs fighting against the drag. Jasper had no problem disrupting the snow around us, but it was mildly heartbreaking to see the beautifully resting fluff get tainted by our footprints.

I kept turning back as we jogged across Aria's lawn, making sure Luca and his men hadn't turned around to see us. Because if he sees us...Everything would have been for nothing.

Don't let him find me. He can't find me. If he finds me, I am dead.

"How does he know we came to the Love Pack?" I question frantically, once Jasper had closed the door behind us, but not before checking Luca was still occupied with that woman. How had they figured it out? Is the whole town out looking for me?

Jasper looks stricken, and I can tell his plan had just flown right out the window.

"We need to go...We can't stay here," he insists, making sure the door was locked before he full faced me. It is almost like I can see him thinking about our next move...How he is going to get us out of here without Luca finding out we were even in this Pack to begin with.

"Where? How?" I question, watching him frown as he rakes his hands through his hair.

Suddenly, he grabs my arm, pulling me swiftly upstairs. As he closes the curtains, he tells me to pack my belongings again. I feel tears of stress and fright well in my eyes as I zip my backpack up, shoving the gloves I was previously wearing in there as well.

"We leave this Pack right now, and we don't look back," Jasper mutters, grabbing my backpack for me.

We run downstairs, just as a knock on the front door resounds through the house. It has to be Luca, ready to show whoever lives here a picture of me in an attempt to see if anyone has seen me around.

"Out the back door," Jasper says quickly, ushering me toward it. He hasn't taken a moment to stop and look at me. I am grateful, because otherwise he would see the tears in my eyes, that I so desperately try to swipe away.

The moment we go through the back door, as silent and as elusive as we can, I regret not keeping my gloves on.

"This way," Jasper mutters, cutting through my thoughts about how frustrating the coldness of this Pack must be for someone like Aria, who has lived here her whole life.

We scale the side of the house, which to the left, is Jasper's parked car. The windscreen is layered by thick snow, dusting even the bonnet and the roof. Pulling his keys out, Jasper makes it to the car to unlock it, while I try my best to shovel the snow off the window with my sleeve over my hand.