Alpha’s Regret: My Rejected Mate Is A Healer novel Chapter 31

It had been a grueling journey. The captured rogue, the one they hoped would provide answers, had been nothing but trouble. Derek had taken him to a secluded hideout, deep in the woods where there was no communication, ensuring their presence stayed off the grid. But it hadn’t gone as expected. Days passed with the rogue taunting them, refusing to reveal any information, as if he was more fearful of his own master than he was of Derek himself.

Inside the dimly lit room, Derek stood across from the rogue, his gaze cold and unforgiving. His Beta, Alex, watched from the corner, arms crossed and tense, as Derek leaned in, his voice low and menacing.

“You’re only making this harder on yourself,” he said in a cold voice.

“Who sent you.”

The rogue sneered. “You can tear me apart, but you won’t get anything from me.’

Derek stepped closer. “Do you think I’ll hesitate to force the answers from you?”

The rogue’s mouth twisted into a defiant smirk. “I don’t care. There are still others out there waiting to strike. And your precious Luna…” He paused, savoring the tension in Derek’s eyes. “Well, you might want to keep her closer.”

Derek’s patience snapped, and his fist shot forward, connecting with the rogue’s face. Blood smeared his knuckles, and the rogue spat out more, laughing at him. Derek straightened, disgusted, and signaled to Alex with a curt nod.

“I’m done with him,” he said coldly. “End it.”

“Yes, Alpha.” Alex’s tone was resolute as he approached the rogue.

Frustrated, Derek stormed out of the room, the rogue’s ominous words echoing in his mind. Whoever was pulling the strings had real power, enough to keep their followers silent under any threat. And now, with days lost and no valuable information gained, Derek had no choice but to return to Ella, uneasy and exhausted.

Derek’s body ached from days of tireless pursuit. His clothes were travel-worn, his face shadowed with exhaustion, and his eyes dark from lack of sleep. But beneath it all was an eager anticipation, a drive to see her safe and close.

Derek strode into the hospital, a mixture of relief and impatience surging through him. He was eager to see Ella after days away on an important mission. He’d missed her more than he’d like to admit, the thought of her lingering in his mind through the long hours and relentless pursuit. He had made a promise to protect her, especially after seeing her life threatened twice already, and he couldn’t rest until he was sure she was safe.

As he approached the hallway leading to Ella’s ward, a strange unease settled over him. The silence felt wrong, too heavy, and Leo, his wolf, stirred anxiously inside him. With each step, his instincts screamed at him to move faster. He reached out through the mind link, trying to contact his soldiers, but received nothing back-just an unsettling silence.

As he rounded the corner, he finally spotted them: Jake and Greg, two of his best, slumped outside Ella’s door, seemingly asleep. Dread pooled in his stomach as he moved closer, the sight of the half-empty coffee cups in their hands triggering alarm. He crouched down, shaking them, but they were unresponsive, breathing slowly as if under some kind of spell.

Heart racing, Derek shoved open the door to Ella’s ward. The bed was empty, the sheets rumpled. For a moment, he just stood there, the shock freezing him in place, every fear he’d suppressed on his journey rushing to the surface.

“Understood, Alpha. We’re on it,” Alex responded, already moving into action.

As his warriors sprang into action, Derek followed the faint trail of the vampires himself. The scent led him through the hospital grounds and toward the edge of the woods, but then, abruptly, it vanished. It was as though they had disappeared into thin air.

Standing at the edge of the forest, the night air cold against his skin, Derek could no longer contain the overwhelming emotions tearing through him. He tilted his head back, his entire body tensed as a powerful, guttural growl escaped him, echoing through the trees. It was a sound of pure, unfiltered rage and despair, a promise of vengeance.

“I’m coming for you, Ella. I swear it,” he whispered fiercely, his voice low and resolute.

The night around him was thick with silence, but his wolf’s determination surged within him, giving him strength. He would tear apart every vampire who had dared to lay a hand on her, and he would leave no stone unturned until she was back safely by his side.

Derek’s fists clenched as he mentally steeled himself for the task ahead, a fierce resolution settling over him. He knew that this would not be the end, that he would not rest until every last vampire was dealt with. The war had only just begun, and he would ensure that his enemies would regret ever crossing him.