The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 459

Chapter 459: GOODBYE JASMINE

The moon had long risen, casting slivers of silver light between the trees, but Jasmine had not returned.

Marro’s small fingers were twisted into Kire’s thick fur, clutching tightly. The young boy had refused to eat, refused to rest.

His face was streaked with dirt, tears crusted in the corners of his eyes.

Kire lay beside him, his ears twitching, his muzzle pointed toward the direction Jasmine had gone.

He hadn’t moved in hours.

And then, finally, Kire gave a low, broken whimper.

Maru turned his head slowly. "No," he whispered, voice hoarse, "we should wait a little longer..."

But Kire stood.

The great white wolf paced once in a circle, nose in the air.

He sniffed again, low growls rolling from his throat.

He could smell the danger. The scent of strange wolves, iron, smoke—and something darker.

Still, Jasmine’s scent had vanished long ago.

Kire whined louder this time, her body shaking.

His eyes met Maru’s, glowing faintly in the dark, filled with a sorrow that no animal should understand.

It was at that moment that Marro knew what this meant.

He had been hanging by a thread of anxiety and tension.

Dreading that it might have to come to this.

Jasmine had said if she didn’t return by dark, Kire should talk him and run off with him.

Marro burst into tears. "No... no, please... she said she’d come back..."

But Kire didn’t wait.

He dipped his head low and nudged him forward—firmly, almost angrily.

And when he stumbled toward him, he lowered himself , letting the boy clamber onto his back.

Then the wolf took off into the night.

Through the trees, dodging roots and slipping between narrow paths.

Marro clung to her fur, sobbing against her neck. "I’m sorry, Jasmine," he cried. "I should’ve done something. I should’ve stopped them..."

He was crushed.

First he had lost his family, been betrayed by his extended family and now he didn’t know if Jasmine was dead or alive.

Kire didn’t slow down

His paws pounded against the forest floor, each step a rhythm of desperation and regret.

He didn’t look back.

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Erik rode at the head of the pack, his jaw clenched, every nerve in his body fraying with unease.

Behind him, fifty warriors moved quietly, their wolves darting in and out of the trees.

They had gone in search of Xaden.

But after hearing of Jasmine’s escape, Erik’s heart had sunk.

He was beyond words furious.

How could she have done something so stupid.

Did she even know the dangers of the real world?

Wolves had been killed and from what evidence they had gathered Xaden was probably injured somewhere.

Still struggling to be alive.

And she,heavily pregnant, a woman and all alone with Kire.

Oh Kire, when he got a hold of that foolish wolf he would strangle him.

Strangle and force him to merge back with him.

As they went past they found the first sign.

A clearing soaked in blood.

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