Wyatt's POV
The anxiousness in the pit of my stomach only grew and I got to my feet.
"What is it?" Jett asked,
"Something is wrong with my mate," I said breathlessly, dialing her number again.
"Wyatt, calm down, and why do you think so?" Aspen asked.
"I can just feel in my chest, contact the airstrip," Aspen immediately punched numbers to call them while I continued calling my mate. When she didn't answer, I tried mind-linking my brother but it wasn't going through.
"Wyatt, they were coming by road because the plane wasn't ready for them," Aspen informed me and I immediately left the room. I needed to follow them, there was only one route to coming here.
I got in my car and my men jumped in too, but we were met with a block in front of us. I groaned in frustration and got out of the car.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" I shouted. I was pissed at Rachel.
"Where are you going? You know we have an appointment at the hospital right?" Rachel asked and I was doing all I can not to strangle her and kill my child along with her. I growled in her face.
"I'm busy," I gritted my teeth.
"King Wyatt! what's more important-" I was going back to my car before she could finish complaining. I honked at her to move out of the way but she stood there stubbornly.
"Someone get her out of the way before hit her with my car," I growled and Jett jumped out, carrying Rachel away and I drove past them. I stopped when I reached the outer border and Jett joined us.
"Should we just run from here?" Aspen asked.
"No, we'll still need the car when coming back," Jett said. I nodded and drove down the tarmac. I was apprehensive, hoping that nothing bad happened to her. My hand was gripping the steering wheel tightly as I sped.
"Try to call her again, Aspen," I said.
"Still no response,"
"What the fuck, I better be wrong," I murmured.
"Maybe they took a detour and lost their phones?" Jett asked. I glared at him through the mirror and he shrugged.
"The airport said they left eight hours ago, and they should have been in the pack five hours ago," Aspen said.
They started bickering as usual and were getting on my nerves.
"Shut the fuck up both of you!" I growled, releasing my alpha aura and they obliged.
We had been driving for almost an hour and only stopped when we saw an SUV, it was turned upside down and smoke was coming out of it.
I jumped out of my car and inspected the SUV, my mate was not there. I let out a sigh of relief, happy that she is alright but I was wrong when I picked out strange scents.
"Dark wolves," Jett growled.
"They were here," Aspen grumbled.
"Did they take the Luna and Azriel?"
"That man, I'm sure he did," I was sure, that fucking dark wolf was following my mate around, they must have known that she is my mate and want to use that to their advantage. I growled and started to search.
"No, I don't like owing favors and helping you would be repaying it," Corey was trying to conceive himself that, but his thumping heart at the mention of Jett said otherwise.
"Are you Zion's right hand?" Azriel suddenly asked.
"No, I have no connection to the dark wolves. Zion is ambitious and will do anything for power while I like to be free of obligations, "
"How far can Zion go?" I asked, dreading his reply.
"Force mating and marking you as his Luna for power," he said and my heart pounded in my chest. I slumped on the bed and raise my fingers to touch my neck. A growl escaped Azriel's throat.
"He's fucking sick, she's his niece," Azriel barked.
"Yes, he's just like his father, and marking Adira will guarantee him power especially now with her rare abilities and she's heir to a pack," Corey sighed.
"I wouldn't allow him to do that to me," I said.
"You will have no choice and besides, he has a sorcery by his side," Corey shrugged.
"Why are you telling us all this? Aren't you on his side at least?" I asked and he grinned.
"I'm on no one's side. I'm as selfish as they come. I put myself before anyone, and I'm only hanging out here because I'm bored... Did you notice how much I use the word I'm," he said and went towards the door, " In two hours, I'll come to find you," he said, exiting the room. I sighed and placed my head on Azriel's arm. He raised his hand and gently stroked my hair, he was trying to calm down for my sake but I could feel his anger rolling off him as his chest rose and fell.
"Rest, I'll wake you in a few hours okay? " he said gently and I nodded, lying on the bed and he covered my body with a sheet.
"You're so good to me, thank you," I smiled at him and squeezed his hand, he wanted to say something but didn't. My eyes closed just as the door quietly opened and closed.

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