The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 447

Chapter 447: MISSING PRINCESS

Marro ran through the trees like a shadow unchained. His heart beat fast—not out of fear, but from the pulsing urgency in his chest.

The early dawn was barely stretching itself over the sky, and the first lines of light sliced through the trees like thin blades of silver. His bare feet kicked up cold earth and leaves, and the wind whispered memories he’d been trying to silence for days.

He didn’t know the man’s name.

Not truly.

To him, he was just the strange-eyed wolf who’d been dragged into the clearing, bloody and broken, but still alive.

Still breathing.

Still fighting.

Marro didn’t know why he had helped him.

He had lost his family for him.

Everyone was out to get him

But he’d seen the look in that man’s eyes, the haunting glimmer of someone who had lost everything and yet refused to die.

He couldn’t let him die. Not then.

And because of that single choice... his world burned.

He had seen his father’s pieced body lying on the floor of their little cottage.

His mother and brother’s dead body on the floor at the back door.

They had been running away and yet they had still killed them.

He hasn’t even been given the chance to mourn.

He was only eleven years and yet the horrors he had witnessed, even alphas would be horrified.

His feet didn’t stop running.

His body didn’t stop moving.

Even as his ribs ached, even as his lungs burned, he kept running.

He thought about going to see the man again, the stranger who was no stranger. Somewhere in his bones, he knew the truth.

That man had to be someone important, someone dangerous.

Why else would the guards go so far?

But going back... that would be selfish.

If they followed his trail, if they sniffed him out, they’d find the injured wolf.

They’d kill him.

And then everything, everything Marro had lost, would mean nothing.

So he didn’t go back.

He just ran, mouth dry, eyes burning, the guilt like a second skin around his heart.

If he could find help, real help, someone with power, someone who would listen—maybe, just maybe, the man he’d saved would have a chance to survive.

The trees blurred past him. He didn’t look back.

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Nanny Nia’s scream still echoed through the corridor as she burst through the east wing, skirts flying around her ankles, breath hitching from panic.

The pack’s guards looked up in alarm, but she ignored them all.

Her feet knew where to go.

"Erik!" she shouted, bursting into his quarters. "Erik—!"

She opened doors and screamed out his name frantically searching for him.

Erik was well asleep in his bedroom when he heard the screams.

He jumped up alert and before he knew it, his bedroom door was flung open and Nanny Nia came running in.

"What happened?" He asked bewildered

"She’s gone!" Nanny Nia cried, hand on her chest, eyes wide with dread.

"Who is gone?" He asked still confused.

"Jasmine! She’s gone!" She cried.

"What?"

"I... I thought she was sleeping. I mean I left her sleeping. There were pillows under the blanket. Kire is gone too!"

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