The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471: STUBBORN WHORE

The room was cold, as always.

The kind of cold that curled into the bones, the kind that crept up the spine and whispered that this was not home — and never would be.

She had been here for over two weeks now and she barely hung on a thread of survival.

It seemed Alpha Hunter had traveled and left, because he had stopped inviting her to have dinner with him.

She was served her meal in her bedroom by the maids, given a bath once a day and left to mind her business.

All she could do was stay away and sleep.

It was exhausting.

She had requested to see Xaden, but no one was listening.

She felt her baby move, and then she gently clutched her belly.

Jasmine sat on the edge of the bed, one hand resting on her belly, the other pressed to the polished wood of the bedpost.

She stared at the door, tense and silent, as footsteps echoed outside.

Then — a knock. Soft. Hesitant.

She didn’t answer.

The door creaked open anyway, revealing the thin, freckled maid who had become a near-constant shadow in her prison.

The girl bowed her head, clutching a folded cloth in her trembling hands.

"The Alpha wishes to see you," she said softly.

Jasmine didn’t move.

She blinked once. Her voice, when it came, was quiet — but full of steel.

"I won’t see him."

The maid flinched. "Please... don’t say that. He... he’ll be angry."

"I don’t care," Jasmine said, her jaw tightening. "I won’t take a single step until I see Xaden. I’ve asked to see him over and over again. He agreed to let me see him, but it’s been two weeks and nothing."

The maid hesitated, shifting nervously. "Alpha Hunter doesn’t allow delays. He’ll—he might hurt you."

"Then let him try," Jasmine said coldly. "Unless he shows me that Xaden is alive and well, I’m not moving. Even if he throws me out of this tower himself."

There was a flicker of fear in the maid’s eyes, but also something else — pity.

She bowed again and left quickly, closing the door behind her without another word.

Jasmine exhaled, slow and deep.

Her hands trembled against the curve of her stomach, but her eyes burned with defiance.

She wondered for Kire and Marro.

She wondered if they had made it away once she hadn’t returned.

She hoped Kire had obeyed and taken him back to their pack.

She counts imagine what would have happened if he had insisted on following her now that she had been caught here.

She hadn’t heard any news about them in the pack so hopefully was good.

She now assumed that he was locked away somewhere in this cursed place. She knew how cruel they were.

It was the only explanation that made sense.

Why else would she feel the bond — faint, dull — but never see him?

He was alive. She could feel it.

But that wasn’t enough anymore.

She needed proof. And she would not kneel to a monster like Alpha Hunter until she had it.

The hours dragged on.

She paced. Sat. Paced again.

And then—

The door slammed open without warning.

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