BOUGHT BY THE RUTHLESS ALPHA novel Chapter 71

 
“Why are you following me!? You put her in this condition!” William shouted as he stared at Alan. The weird unfamiliar rogue who claims not to be a rogue is the one that put his Luna in this condition.
 
It doesn’t matter if he actually tried to make things right at the end by leaving that note behind. It doesn’t matter at all. He should have tried reaching out first to him instead of succumbing and kidnapping Bridget.
 
Bridget trembled in his arms. Her eyebrows knitted to display a pained expression on her face. “It… It hurts,” she mumbled lowly but both men heard her.
 
“Make it stop. It hurts,” Bridget said and William felt his eyes burn. He wasn’t gonna cry, was he? He can’t remember the last time he felt that warm liquid on his face.
 
“I am sorry,” the rogue began again. William looked infuriated by his words. Sorry? Why is the sorry now?
 
William laughed bitterly and remarked, “Why is it now that you feel sorry? Will sorry fix this?”
 
Alan looked at William with an expression of shame that caused him to clench his fists tightly. Okay… This time, he was completely and utterly incorrect. It's possible that he should have contacted William first to let him know of Alpha Jackson's plan, but he didn't.
 
William walked away when he was met with silence in response to his question. He struggled to open the passenger door and carefully positioned Bridget inside the vehicle. He forced her to lie face down on the seats. He didn't give a damn whether the chair fabric was covered with blood from the blood that was still dripping off of her body.
 
He pats her hair gently and then closed the door before turning around to go to the other side of the car. Just before he could get into the driver's seat, his nose was assailed by the strong offensive scent of the rogue.
 
He looked up and sure enough, Alan was standing in front of him. He looked pissed off. What the heck is wrong with this rogue? Is it because he is giving him a chance to stay alive for now?
 
But before he could say anything, Alan spoke, “Let me come with you.” He cast a worried look at Bridget who was laying in the back seat. Werewolves heal faster than normal human beings.
 
The bleeding should have stopped but it looks like the bleeding rate is increasing. That means her injuries are internal and serious also. Alan couldn’t let them leave. At this rate, an ordinary wolf doctor won’t be able to treat her.
 
If care isn’t taken, she might eventually die. He caused this so all he can do is make things right.
 
William had a disgusted look on his face as he told Alan, “What makes you think I will let a rogue ride in my car? A traitor for that matter. Don’t get too comfortable rogue 'cause I am letting you go now. Once Bridget is hale and hearty, I will surely come back for you.”
 
Alan finally lost it and shouted back at William, “Damn it! I am not a rogue! Don’t you get it? I told you severally that I am not a rogue!”
 
William was stunned by his sudden outburst and before he could say anything, Alan already entered the vehicle. The back seats actually.
 
He sat down and made Bridget’s head lay on his lap. As William watched them in the rearview mirror, he growled loudly that Alan couldn’t help but tremble a little.
 
“What the hell do you think you are doing rogue? Get…,” Before he could complete his sentence, Alan interrupted him and said, “The name’s Alan.”
 
“Like I care. Stop groping my mate and get out of my car right now!” William shouted but Alan didn’t even respond. He completely ignored William.
 
“I am warning you! Get out of…,” The words paused as William’seyes widened in amazement. His mouth flew wide open as he stared at Alan.
 
Alan looked up and smiled. “Great… Her bleeding stopped but she is still in terrible condition. Start driving,” he urged William like what he just did is not a big deal.
 
“You are a shaman,” William asked wordlessly as he ignites the engine of the car. The car roared to life and soon, they were on the rough, waterlogged road.
 
“That’s what I have been trying to tell you Alpha sir,” Alan answered as he watched the expressway. He tried to hide a smile as they drove out of Jackson’s pack. Finally, he is going to be free from this godforsaken place.
 
William didn’t utter a word as they went back home. As soon as they got home, Daniella rushed out to them. She gasped and covered her mouth as she stared at the bloodied Bridget in William’shand.
 
Tiny cries escaped her mouth as they all walked into the mansion. “Daniella, please stop crying. She will be fine. It’s alright. Everything will be alright,” William tried to hush her and at the same time watch over his mate.
 
“I know… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t be crying. I’m sorry… I couldn’t save her from him. Look what he’s done to her,” Daniella cried and tried to cover her mouth but it still didn’t seal the noise of her cries.
 
William laid Bridget on the bed. That was when Alan spoke, “You need to get her naked. I need some herbs.” William turned to glare at him. Who does he think he is?
 
Daniella was stunned to hear this unfamiliar yet somehow familiar voice. She turned to Alan and her eyebrows knitted in confusion.
 
When she finally opened her eyes wide in comprehension, Alan wanted to say something. She approached him head-on and grabbed the collar of his shirt, figuratively suffocating him in the process.
 
Alan coughed and tried to free himself. His strength was surprisingly not a match for an angry she-wolf beta.
 
“You traitor! You disgusting creature!! You are the one from earlier right? You are the one!! How did you do it!?,” Daniella questioned him angrily still exerting more strength on her stronghold.
 
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