The Alpha's Daydream ✔️

Chapter 56

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I push through the door into Malachi's office, the larger one that's currently occupied by the top three males in command of this pack. Their masculine dominance hits me with such force it nearly drowns me, if I weren't already floundering in the dominance of another male.

Knight kissed me.

His strong lips pressed to mine in a show of desire I never dreamed of coming from him. I was so shocked I couldn't breathe, couldn't move. Until a moment later as his lips moved on mine, his body pressing into me and the wall behind, I snapped out of my paralysis and shoved him back with all the venom I could muster. My eyes met his with murderous intent, and I knew.

I knew he was guilty of playing a part in my abduction, and torturing Chesca in personal revenge.

He'd been fooling me all along, pretending to care about me, when he was just using me to ... to... I had no idea what he was playing at, but I was done being played with.

I then fled to Malachi, my feet barely touching the ground as an uncontrollable need to be in the safe presence of my mate overwhelmed me. I have to get to him...

My body trembles as I run down the hallway, my hands tingling with static from when I pushed Knight off of me, and my mouth still feels numb from his invasion.

"What is it now?" Hamilton growls roughly as I burst into the room, irritation evident in his bright eyes.

For a few seconds I can only stand in the doorway, staring at him as I pant and catch my breath. The taste of Knight still lingers on my lips, making me feel the urge to vomit and purge my body of his assault against me.

"Beta Knight," I manage to say between the chattering of my teeth, "is a traitor. He's working with the rogues."

"What?" Malachi lurches to his feet, his chair spinning wildly behind him before slamming into the wall. I am already on edge, my nerve endings tingling with adrenaline, so the unexpected sound makes my body jump.

"That's impossible!" Hendrik's eyes widen in disbelief.

"What makes you say that? What did he do?" Hamilton asks me, narrowing his eyes as skepticism writes all over his features.

I clutch the door handle in my fingers, squeezing to release some of the tightly-coiled tension in my body. "An email came from Alpha Chesca. She's warning all the packs to be on the lookout for Caleb Knight, the former head guard of Alpha Kaiden's old pack." I stop to take a breath, and to let my words sink in. By the skeptical look on each face staring back at me, I can see they don't believe me.

"The email said he was the one who tortured Chesca for killing her brother. I was there when he injected her with silver. He was going to kill her if it hadn't been for...for.." For me giving the rogues the information they wanted about Malachi. My words trail off, the story coming to a grinding halt.

"And what does this have to do with Knight? Besides the fact the two wolves share the same name," Hamilton queries, furrowing his brows in a puzzled frown.

"There was a picture—"

"Ariella, there you are."

The voice sends a cold blizzard swirling down my spine and settling in my stomach. I keep my eyes trained on the comforting blue gaze of my mate as I walk slowly away from the door, keeping the man at my back out of my sight.

"Knight, can you explain this? She says you're working with the rogues," Hendrik addresses him, and I finally reach Malachi's side and reach for his hand. He holds my fingers woodenly between his as he searches my face, searching for the reason behind my sudden frazzled appearance and jumpy behaviour.