Alpha King’s True Mate: Mated to My Adoptive Brother novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Deadly Confrontations 

Chapter 69 Deadly Confrontations 

My phone buzzed on the 

in Looking at the screen, I saw Alexander’s name glaring at 

impatience practically noring through the display I sighed, picking it up with reluctant fingers, already bracing myself for another self righteous demand 

If His voice came through, rough and desperate. it wasn’t las 

I owned, my annoyance tempered only slightly by 

Turgency. “And why would 

hat, Alexander ? i don’t recall owing you anything 

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“Grace” he said hurriedly. Her condition is worsening it’s it’s bail” 

507” 

That single word, drenched in indifference, i 

air for a 

“Please,” he finally blated out. His arrogance shattered, leasing only the panic of someone who was out of options. “Just come to the healing den. 

She might.” His voice cracked. Think she might not make i 

Something twisted incing 

Inty? No. Iduint pily Grace Curiosity, the Why was be calling me, of all people? 

Time,” I finally replied, my voice sharp. “That if this is another atteint to gull me into something. Alexander, you won’t like how it muds” 

Lended the call without waiting for his response, ali maily pulling on my jacket. My phone buzzed almost immediately again, this time with Roman’s. 

“Where me you going? 

sleep, even volor filled the ne, a mix of command and concern 

“Alexander called,” I said bently, galibing my keys. “Grace is apparently on the edge of death. He wants me to come to the healing den* 

end for a long moment. Are you seriously going to 

“know” I replied with a nigh. “That call it curiosity. I won’t be long 

“You shouldn’t go” he said firmly, his icy tone hinting at the lingering anger he always felt toward the Amber Pack. “At least let Hunter go with you” 

“Nu” I was already walking toward the door. “I can handle this, Roman Don’t worry” 

Another beat of silence, his disapproval practically crackling through the line. Tine,” he foally said. “Thut call me the moment something feels off” 

I promised lum, knowing full well bord likely follow up later regardless. 

As soon as I slid into my car, Emma’s name popped up on my screen. I groaned and answered, balancing the phone between my ear and shoulder as 

I started the engine Wut?” 

“You’re going to love this,” she said with excitement. “I found the rarest batch of healing crystals today Seriously, this is groundbreaking- 

“Not now,” interrupted, my tone sharper I intended. “I’m in the middle of something We’ll talk later, okay?” 

“Oh…okay” she replied hesitantly. “Be careful, Scarlett.” 

Her concern made me soften for a moment, but I quickly refocused. 

When I reached 

entrance of my healing center, Alexander 

already pacing outside by his SUV. His arms were crossed, his 

set tight, and his 

obvious frustration made me smirk. I slowed my steps deliberately, just to watch his annoyance grow 

“You’re late,” he snap) 1 the moment i was within earshot, his amber eyes flashing with barely contained initation 

I raised an eyebrow, unbothered. “You’re lucky I came at all.” 

mand inko 

then line, but he said nothing more, clearly knowing better than to push me. Without another word, we climbed into his 

black SUV, silence enveloping us as he drove toward the healing den 

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The weight of unspoken tension settled between us, suffocating in its intensity I could feel the way his hands gripped the steering wheel lighter with every passing moment, his knuckles white against the strain. 

The healing den reeked of desperation. Aromas of herbal baths and burning sage tried futilely to mask the heavy aura of impending death. Grace lay on the central healing stones, her once ethereal beauty now a horrifying reflection of decay Silver poison coursed visibly beneath her translucent skin, the dark, branching lines pulsing like living veins of death 

Alexander stood awkwardly, his composure cracking under the crushing weight of helplessness. I kept my stride slow, my expression deliberately 

unreadable as I approached the center of the room 

Grace turned her head weakly toward Alexander, her pale blue eyes shimmering with a desperate plea 

rely audible. Leave us…I want to talk to her alone.” 

“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely 

Alexander hesitated, his gaze darting between her pitiful form and my cold, unyielding stance. I could d see the memory of our last confrontation flaring in his amber eyes, his doubt warring with his desire to protect her. 

“Alexander,” she murmured again, her voice laced with just enough vulnerability to break his resolve. 

With a reluctant nod, he turned and left, the door clicking softly behind him. 

For a long moment, silence enveloped the room, broken only by the faint, labored wheeze of Grace’s breathing. I stayed standing, crossing my arms and casting a dispassionate gaze over her frail figure. 

“So,” she finally rasped, forcing a weak smile,” 

“are yo 

you enjoying your new empire? 

I tilted my head slightly, my emerald eyes narrowing. “Define enjoying.” 

Her smile widened faintly, though the effort made her face tremble. “Your freedom, she whispered. “It must feel exhilarating. After all, you’re the big, powerful Scarlett Winters now, aren’t you? 

My silence only seemed to amuse her more. 

“Alexander told me about your little healing center, she continued after a pause, her tone dripping with mock admiration. “Impressive. Truly” 

I raised an eyebrow, my voice cold. “Glad you think so.” 

Her own pale blue eyes glinted with something smug. Despite the weakness overtaking her body, that same old arrogance refused to die 

“But tell me,” she pressed, her voice gaining a faint edge of malice. Does it fill that void in your life? Do you miss being part of a real pack?”