Page 100 of Rejected Mate's Baby for the Alpha King

But he wasn’t always an alpha, and he was also exceedingly cruel. Was Maya right? Had I already shaken hands with the man who murdered my parents?

“He must have learned Marrow was looking into Emerson, and he knew it would lead back to him. He’s nearly taken my whole family from me,” I said hoarsely. “Where’s Maya?”

“I ordered her back to her room.”

“What do you mean ordered her? Where was she when you told her?”

“She was near the border. I had one of the guards looking after her.”

I whipped my head around. “I’m going to see Maya. Guard my sister and her friend until I get back,” I ordered London.

He looked like he was going to argue for a moment, but he just nodded. Opening the door, I popped my head out. “Everything is fine, but I need to check on Maya. I’ll be back.”

Gemma started to say my name, but I was already gone, running with Juniper to my room.

Maya had been breaking, but I believed her fucking story about morning sickness. The very first thing I was going to do was pull her into my arms and remind her that her father’s crimes were not hers. Then I was going to hunt down her father and rip his head from his neck.

The room was empty. “Duke,” I roared. “Nash. Dante.” I wanted eyes on her. I needed to hold her. I was about to leave when I saw the piece of paper in the middle of the bed.

With shaking hands, I picked it up.

Rhyson. I am so sorry. By now, Juniper has told you what I strongly suspect. My father has taken so much from us. I won’t let him hurt you anymore. I can go back to him. I know he won’t hurt me because of the baby, not when he thinks he can use our son to manipulate you. I’ll get him to confess, and then you can call the court for his execution. I want you to have closure, especially now that this new life is ahead of you. Your sister is wonderful and so is your mate. It’s everything that you deserve. I’ll be in touch when I can. Maya.

“What the fuck is she talking about? My mate?”

“Shit. She thinks Gemma is your mate. She said something about Gemma being your queen,” Juniper growled. “I was going to correct her, but then she told me her father killed your parents, and I got a little sidetracked. I know there was a time when Gemma thought she was your mate. Did you bond with her just now?”

“No,” I snarled. “Fuck, I think Elonso called her my mate last night. He must have learned that everyone expected us to be mates, but Gemma is not my fucking mate. That’s why we were fighting to begin with. She wanted to leave the pack to find her mate, and I told her she was too fucking young.”

None of that mattered. Using the radio, I got in touch with London. “Maya is gone. I want everyone looking for her. Could she have left your pack undetected?”

“No,” London responded. “Give me a minute.”

The minute felt like an hour as I thought about what I was going to do to Maya when I got my hands on her. No way was I letting her go back to her father. I didn’t need evidence or court to rip the man from limb to limb. What I needed was her safe in my arms.

“She left in one of the jeeps you came in with. My guards let her through because they assumed she had permission to leave.”

“How long ago?”

“Thirty minutes.”

Thirty minutes. I looked at my wolves. “Let’s go.”

We followed her tracks for hours, my wolf growing crazier and crazier by the second. Then, when I smelled the smoke, I knew why.

There were dozens of wolves on the scene, all drowning out the original scents, but they were keeping the fire from spreading. Duke hadn’t even put the car in a full stop before I jumped out, the blood draining from my face. The jeep had smashed into a tree, and it was a blazing inferno.

“This your fucking truck?” one of the wolves shouted. A woman nearby, a witch, blasted water from her hands to douse the remaining flames. “You could have set the whole goddamn mountain on fire.”

“Where is she?” I whispered.

“Did you hear what I said?”

“Where. The. Fuck. Is. She?” I roared as I unleashed my power. Every wolf in the vicinity, including my own wolves, crumpled to their knees. The witch paused and blinked at me.

“You have our attention,” she said slowly. “Although I don’t think you’re going to get much from the wolves if you don’t release them.”

“There was a woman driving the jeep. Is she injured?”

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