Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

#Chapter 30 Kidnapping

Mom is sitting up now, leaning against my side with comforting warmth – though I’m not sure if this was her intention, or if she’s simply too weak to hold herself upright. “You helped dad lead the pack for 30 years,” My hand dwarfs hers as I squeeze her bony fingers. “You have experience and insight I don’t. Please say you’ll help me.”

The limp hand beneath mine twitches, then slowly turns over to return my squeeze. “I know what you’re doing.” She scolds without conviction. Smiling tremulously, she adds, “What kind of mother would I be if I refused you?”

“A very, very bad one.” I tease.

A noise somewhere between a hiccup and a sob escapes her lips, “Of course I’ll help you.”

It seems no matter how small the victory, none can stand in this horrible new world order. No sooner had leased my immediate concerns for my mother’s state of mind, than a new disaster unfolded. I was on my way back to my office from mom’s bedroom, when Aiden’s voice burst to life in my head. We have a problem.

Stopping in my tracks, I braced myself for the inevitable. Tell me.

A patrolling enforcer found Arabella’s car abandoned down by the lake. He relayed. The scene appears to indicate foul play. All her belongings were still there, the doors open and signs of a struggle blood on the seat.

What?! I thunder internally, my heart struggling to beat.

here – now. Aiden answers. By the marina. We’re not going

on my

plan has been in place since the morning after my father died.

how stupid I was. Of anyone, Arabella is the easiest target to reach: she doesn’t live at the pack house and doesn’t have a standing guard, and everyone knows how important she is to

As if it wasn’t bad enough that I killed my best friend, now I’m going

I’m

of my life without walking into another crime scene, it won’t be soon enough. The sight of yellow caution tape and evidence markers is

Arabella’s apartment seems completely untouched. Her furniture is upright and her belongings tidy, all surfaces clear and clean. If it weren’t for the dishes in the sink, it would

place?” One of the

rub my jaw, “I haven’t been here in a long time, I don’t think I would be able to tell

eyebrows raise, but he doesn’t share his thoughts. Not having any patience for withholding, I infuse pure dominance into my tone, “You

Alpha!” He insists instantly, shrinking in

“Then what?” I demand.

“It’s just