Chapter 381 – Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)

Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)

She was surprised to hear that they would have been chased for miles. It hardly made sense. They were a small scouting party that no one should have even known were out on a mission. An ambush made sense, there had been many of those over the past week or so, but a full hunt? Why? For what reason?

Saul swallowed and licked his lips. He cleared his throat before answering.

“As day became night, and night became day, we could still hear them. Tracking us, following our scents,” Saul said with a hint of anger seeping into his words. “They were never going to stop following us. And with Mateas’s injuries, and even after building a makeshift stretcher to carry Devon, we were not going to make it home before they caught up to us.”

Selene felt a weight in her chest, a cold hard weight.

“We argued about it,” he said. “I told him that we needed to stay together, that we were stronger that way. But he insisted that the only chance Mateas had at survival and that Devon would be able to return home was if we split up.”

Selene let out a sob she hadn’t realized was building. Saul clenched his jaw, taking in a slow breath through his nose.

“I tried to stop him,” he sighed. “I begged him.”

Selene closed her eyes as she listened to Saul’s words.

“Wyatt told me to get them home,” he said. “He ran off on his own into the trees before I could stop him. And he knew that with Mateas and Devon in my charge, I couldn’t chase after him.”

Saul hung his head, and Selene let out another sob.

“We heard the sounds of battle in the distance, not far off,” he continued. “And though it killed me to do so, I continued on the road back to Winter.”

Selene felt a soft tear roll down her cheek. She clenched her jaw and pushed down against the bile that was rising into her throat.

“He swore he would come home,” Saul said softly. “One way or another, I have to believe he will keep his word.”

Selene closed her eyes and nodded.

“Selene!” someone called out from outside the room.

She quickly turned and rose from her chair, recognizing Axel’s voice.

“Axel?” she called back. Hurrying out to meet him.

He rushed to her as soon as he saw her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Is it mom? Is she alright?”

“She’s still resting,” he said. “But Alexander called, we need to get to the southern border right away.”

“What happened?”

“I’m not sure,” Axel said, already pulling her with him toward the doors. “He just said that we need to go, now.”

“Stay away from her!” the small voice shouted. “I told you to leave her alone!”

Alice’s eyes shot open; she stared down into the looking glass. It was Stefan.

“Get away!” he called out and threw something at Holden, a rock maybe.

‘No,’ Alice whispered, ‘run, Stefan. He doesn’t care that you’re a child!’

“Get away!” another voice called out.

“Leave her alone!” said another.

Alice stood from her spot on the floor as she stared into the mirror. These children were fighting for her, protecting her from the monster that she had spent her entire life tied to.

He would kill them.

Her heart was pumping wildly, her thoughts racing. She needed to do something, she needed to save them somehow! But she couldn’t, she was trapped here.

Holden turned toward Stefan.

He still held the small knife in his hand. Then, he wiped Alice’s blood on his sleeve with a smile.

‘Leave him alone!’ Alice screamed into the mirror. ‘Leave him alone!’

“Lea..ve… him…. Alo…ne…”

The voice was strained. It fought to be heard, and it was.

Holden turned and stared at the doll. She stared back at him, with determination and anger.

“Leave…. Him…Alone!” she said, her voice growing stronger.

Alice stared in shock at the mirror, the doll was breaking through the command. She was listening.

A light flickered just to the left of where Alice stood. She turned and looked. It was flickering on and off as though it barely had enough power.

Alice gasped as she saw what stood below the light.

“How doth the little crocodile, improve his shining tail!” Holden growled angrily.

Alice saw the light was fading. She dropped the mirror and ran with all she had through the darkness and into the flickering light. Then, with barely a chance to think it through, Alice ripped open the emergency exit of her mind.

“And pour the waters of–”

“I much prefer the bumble bee,” Alice interrupted.

Holden’s eyes went wide.

“Hi, daddy,” she smiled.

“Alice, don’t be foolish… however you woke yourself, there are consequences. Your memories, all at once, you’ll di–”

“That’s tomorrow’s problem,” Alice growled, she lunged forward, ignoring the scream of her wounded body.

She pulled the knife from her belt and pointed it directly at him. He had always made sure she was trained by the best. Gymnastics, ballet, martial arts, and all the rest. If she wasn’t fast enough, she was beaten. And then beaten again to make sure she remembered her failings.

Because of that, she was always fast enough.

Her knife pierced his stomach, she twisted it before pulling it back out. Holden groaned and fell to his knees.

Alice heard the gasp from one of the children.

“Get in the car!” Alice shouted at the children. “Go!”

Alice ran after them, throwing the knife to the ground as she went.

She quickly got into the driver’s seat; she took the keys from Stefan and looked into the back seat. Wyatt was sitting up against the window, he was looking pale, but he was still breathing.

“I need to tell you something,” he said softly.

“Let me clear Autumn, and then you can tell me anything you want, Pops,” she said with a wink.

Wyatt weakly furrowed his brows and then his expression softened, and he smiled.

“He’ll be glad to see you,” he whispered.

Then he coughed and speckles of blood coated his lips.

Alice clenched her jaw.

“He’ll be glad to see us both,” she said, turning back to the wheel.

She turned on the car and chanced a look into her sideview mirror.

Holden lay prone on the ground, but his head was turned. He was watching after them, holding his hands tightly to his wound, and she could see even from here the anger in his eyes.

The stab wasn’t fatal. But that was tomorrow’s problem.

Alice pressed down on the gas. She looked down at her shirt, seeing the dark blood that stained it from her wound. She pressed her hand to it and focused on the road.

Tonight, she just needed to get these kids to safety.

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“This way! This way! Please hurry!” The small boy shouted as he looked back.

“You have to hurry!” the little girl that ran beside him added.

Alexander followed closely, he wasn’t sure where these children had come from or who they were. They had appeared at the gate crying for help.

It could be a trap. They could be leading him into an ambush like the ones that had been reported around Summer and Burning Ember.

But they could also genuinely need help.

They were covered in dirt and very thin. The clothing they wore was old, torn, and likely never washed. In addition, there were marks on their arms and legs that showed clear signs of abuse.

Whether it be a trap or a genuine call for aid, these children were not to blame, so he would stay with them and make sure that they were cared for.

“Here!” a shout came from further up the road, “over here!”

Alexander looked up to see another child by the trees, she waved her arms, and the two that had led him ran to her. How many of them were there?

He followed after them, noticing the tire marks on the road and the disturbed earth and bushes from a car having driven over them.

The children ran to an SUV that had crashed into the ditch.

“Here! Here! Help her please!” the children call out, their voices overlapping each other.

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