Chapter 26


    Chapter 26


    Something told me to hold my ground and keep my head high.


    I opened my mo uth to say something but couldn’t find my voice. So instead, I simply


    nodded.


    The Alpha seemed pleased with something. I don’t know if it was because she was happy I can


    understand her or if she was happy I wasn’t backing down. Normally, Alpha’s hated to be challenged or


    intimidated. It made them feel like their power and strength was being questioned. I guess it was one of


    those Alpha territorial things.


    Alpha Crestfield sighed through her nose. Walking to my side, she stood straight and tall. I couldn’t


    understand why I felt such a connection to her. I wasn’t feeling scared nor was I really panicking now


    that I met her face to face. I felt simr to her on a spiritual level. My wolf was basking in her presence


    as well. A little confused, but happy to be near her.


    What the actual h ell?


    “You’re on Greyhound territory, my dear.”


    She said suddenly, her voice void of emotion. I swallowed. Was this the part she told me I was going to


    be held captive and that the only way for me to return home was by talking to Landon? Anger soared


    through my veins at the name. The man who was supposed to love me, cherish me, understand me


    had betrayed me in the worst of ways. I might’ve epted his decision to reject me, but I would never


    forgive the fact he decided not to help Duskfall-


    My breathing hitched.


    L.


    I quickly looked up at the Alpha, my eyes wide in realization.


    “The The little girl! I was with- L, where is she? Is she- Is she okay?”


    The nkness on Alpha Crestfield’s face faltered. Her lips tugged down the tiniest bit before she hid it


    well. For a split second, I could see something under her facade.


    Something I could associate myself with for the past few months.


    Sadness.


    She didn’t need to say anything. I knew, deep down inside what happened. I knew, with all my heart,


    that my precious little angel didn’t make it. But I still betted on that zero point one percent chance that


    she survived. Even with all the odds against it, I hoped. Hope that had shattered with the way the


    Alpha’s gaze dropped. Staring at her with all the courage I could muster, my lips moved on their own,


    “Let me see her… please.”


    Alpha Crestield’s eyes snapped up to me, a small huff of breath leaving her. She looked reluctant. She


    was more than wary of me and it was understandable seeing how I got here but I just needed to see


    her. I needed to. If it meant fighting my way to see her, then so be it.


    “Please. I’m begging you.”


    Finally, her hazel eyes softened at my blue ones. She nodded in agreement,


    “No.”


    I said, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.


    “I’d rather walk.”


    Pressing her lips in a thin hard line, she nodded again. The nurses who were standing right outside


    came in. They all fussed over me, helping me get up and removing the IV needle from my arm.


    Embarrassingly enough, I could barely walk. My arm had already healed and so did the minor injuries


    all over my body. With the exhaustion and trauma I’d undergone, it wasn’t a surprise I hadn’t


    completely healed yet.


    Wolves may heal faster but we weren’t immune to human injuries and severe exhaustion. I was still a


    little sore, but in wholeness, I was fine. One of the nurses held me up, tucking her arm around my waist


    and helped me keep up with the Alpha. We walked out of the room and into the hallway.


    We were in the pack house.


    A few curious wolves looked at me in question. Their probing gazes drilling holes into my back as we


    passed by. I tried not to let it bother me when some would whisper to each other about who I was. To


    most of them, I was a poor survivor of the Duskfall pack, if not the only one. We walked down the


    corridor and down the stairs until we reached a huge metal door guarded by two warriors. The twoExclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    were talking to a lean man dressed formally.


    “Alpha Meredith.”


    The man was wearing a wh ite button down and bowed at Alpha Crestfield. His gaze shifted to me. His


    eyes widened by a fraction before returning back to the Alpha.


    “Are you here to see…”


    He cleared his throat ufortably,


    “-the bodies?”


    I flinched at thest word. Did they collect everyone’s body and bring them here? Alpha Crestfield


    nodded once, not bothered by his words. Pursing his lips together, he made way for us to pass and


    opened the metal door. A gush of cool air smacked me in the face. The Alpha and a few of her men


    walked in first. I allowed them to get a few steps ahead of me before making any more to get inside. I


    followed, taking cautious steps in and held back a sob at the sight.


    Bodies in wh ite bodybags were set up in a line. About forty of them were in here. I su cked in a shaky


    breath, looking at the bodies I undoubtedly know but couldn’t bear to see. I felt a squeeze on my


    shoulder. Looking at the hand over my skin, I found the nurse who was holding me. She shot me a sad


    smile, sympathy crossing her gentle features. I couldn’t bring myself to smile or say a word of thanks


    for her attempt forfort.