Ascension of a Gamma novel Chapter 51

Part Two: Cures and Soulmates

Chapter 51 Jagged Scar

– Anna

I opened my eyes to meet an unfamiliar ceiling

How many more times must I wake up to this?

I could already tell from the colors around the room and the layout that this was neither back at the Red Claw Pack nor the White Lake Pack.

We were well on our way, with me crying on the backseat like a baby when from out of nowhere, wolves attacked.

Before I knew how to react, the car swerved out of the track, into the woods, before finally crashing into a tree. The impact knocked the air out of me.

Carson was quick on his feet. He hurriedly got out of the car and went to m y side to help me, but the door wouldn’t budge so he ripped it out.

The rogues surrounded us. Five of them and two of us. As always, I was the

and two of us. As always, I was the useless one. He told me to stay close behind him, and he did what he could to keep me safe. The last thing I remember was lying on the ground after getting hiti n the head, my consciousness seeping out of ine, Carson’s bloody face across mine.

He couldn’t have died, right? He was strong. He was Beta. And yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I might never see him again.

The door opened. I turned to my side. Without having to look, I knew it was an Omega here to bring me breakfast. Two warriors were by the door to ensure I wouldn’t try to escape. I had the curtains drawn – looking at the unfamiliar faces outside further reminded me that I was being held captive. I was no one. What importance I held to them, only they knew.

The Omegas never talked. They merely shook their heads and ran out the door as quickly as they could. I hadn’t given up. I’d get out of here, one way or another. Their Alpha was yet to show his face. I needed answers, but right now, I had to plan.

Once the door was shut, I got out of bed and ate breakfast. The food was decent and so far, none of them tried to do something to me.

Since I had nothing else to do with my time, I tried to practice what Lexy taught me. Apparently, her magic had limitations. She believed my blood was magic, and if I could channel it out of me, I could use it to heal the way she did with Liam.

So far, it wasn’t working. I couldn’t feel the warmth and cold and something about a pull that she talked about.

Pushing thoughts of Carson and Liam out of my head, I peeked out of the curtains t o see what the pack was up to. .

It didn’t appear to be a huge pack like the Red Claw, and it was smaller than the White Lake Pack

Whatever this pack was, they weren’t looking to be in good shape. Less than twenty warriors were training by themselves on the front lawn, and most o f them looked too young. Again, no one of rank showed up. No Head Gamma, no

ak showed up. No Head Gamma, no Beta, and no Alpha.

At least it was livelier during the day. At night, there would be a man out in the open drinking alone. He’d sing some songs I didn’t recognize, and when I listened hard enough, I could make out the sadness in his voice.

Sighing, I moved away from the windows and to the closet. Whoever was keeping m e here didn’t think about undergarments – all it had were ankle-length dresses. I didn’t bother with the tight-fitting dresses or those that revealed too much skin. At least most of these hid my scars.

I went to the bathroom and did my business. Staring at my reflection, Liann’s mark stood out, sending a shooting pain a t my heart. I shook my head. He was happy now and that was all that mattered. As for me, I had to get out of here.

I froze by the doorway as a man stood in the room. With his back to me, the necklace dangled in the air as he held it b y a hand, as if expecting it. 2

“Where did you get this?” he asked,

There did you get this?he asked, growling. His hair had gray streaks, but h e appeared to be fit in the blue suit he wore.

“My father gave it to me,” I replied. 1 wanted to snatch it from him. He had no business with what belonged to me.

“What’s your father’s name?”

It triggered something in me, and I was suddenly angry.

“I don’t have to tell you. Who are you? What did you do to my friend?”

He chuckled dryly then opened the cap.

“Give it back!”

“Dear, I gave this to your mother,” he said.

My eyes narrowed at him. He knew my Mother?

“Your Mom and I knew each other since w e were young. I loved her dearly.”

Father didn’t talk much about Mother. It always saddened him whenever he talked about her, except on times when he seemed to miss her so much that he’d tell

med to miss her so much that he’d tell me things.

“You knew my mother?” I asked slowly.

“She’s my wife, my mate, my Luna. I loved her dearly until the day our link broke,” he said, then turned to face me.

I gasped when I saw him. I’d recognize it anywhere – that ugly scar = roughly cut down his left eye. It haunted me for months.

«Hello, Bella.” He smiled at me. “We finally meet.”

Crows-feet lined the corners of his tired eyes. While he looked physically well, his face showed a different story. It seemed like he’d seen all the cruelties this world had to offer, and maybe he had, for his smile felt nothing less than genuine.

“Your mother wanted the name ‘Bella’ for you. She said it was the combination o four names, but I doubt it.”

He laughed lightly after, and I was lost on how to react. He could be lying, but he was the only one who shared this much about her.

aboul Ter.

My mind cautioned me, this was the man who killed my father and Alpha Fraser. H e was the reason I was degraded, but my heart ached to learn more about the woman I killed.

“I don’t know her name,” I replied, the words leaving my mouth before I could stop them.

“Arabella. She said the ‘e’ was mine, as in Emery,” he said fondly.

Opening his arms, he stepped towards m e. I remained frozen on the spot. He wrapped those arms around me. He smelled of aftershave and evergreens and sap. His hug was warm, tight, one long overdue.

“I thought I lost you both,” he whispered in my ear. “I’m sorry, dear. I’m sorry I gave up on you.”

This couldn’t be happening. All my life, all this time, was a lie? My father… was not my father?

“I don’t understand,” I said weakly.

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