Ella’s POV
“You knew I was going to come see you?” I asked, eyeing him carefully. I tried not to be repulsed by his appearance, but it couldn’t be helped. He looked awful and it turned my stomach.
“I had hope,” he said in a barely audible tone.
I could tell that speaking hurt him; his lungs must have been punctured. My father and Colton seriously did a number on him. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t just talk to them and end his misery. All they wanted to know was who sent him and where he came from.
“Why did you hope I’d see you?” I found myself asking, completely forgetting about the questions I wanted to ask him.
I needed to get to the point; I only had 5 minutes with him.
“You’re a smart girl—” he began to say but was stopped as a gross hacking cough escaped his lips and blood splattered to the ground.
“Did you call for me in my sleep?” I asked him, ignoring the pounding of my heart. “Is that why I had that dream?”
He narrowed his eyes at me and assessed my face for a moment.
“You tell me,” he said in return.
I shook my head at him.
“I don’t have time for this Xander,” I snapped, growing aggravated. “In my dream, you said I was in danger. My father thought you were threatening me but I’m starting to think it wasn’t a threat, it was an actual warning. What were you warning me about?”
I felt my father tensing from beside me and his eyes snapped to the side of my face.
A laugh escaped Xander's lips.
“If I could tell you that, do you think I’d be here right now?”
“Why can’t you tell me?” I asked, stepping toward the cell.
Colton grabbed the back of my shirt like I was a child about to run into the middle of the street.
“Because it can get into your mind. If it knows what you know… a lot of people will die,” he said through his teeth.
“Wait, what?” My father asked, now looking at him. “What do you mean by that?”
“Exactly what I said, Alpha,” he said, laying his head back on the ground.
“Who sent you?” My father asked, glaring at him.
“I can’t tell you that either. So, you might as well finish the job and kill me.”
My stomach clenched as I stared at him.
“I knew it…” I breathed, more to myself than to him. “You were trying to warn me about something. You can’t tell us what it is, but you are trying to prepare me for something. What are you trying to prepare me for, Xander? Why can’t you tell us so we can be ready?”
He pressed his lips firmly together and looked directly at the wall. He wasn’t going to talk, that much was obvious.
“Xander,” I nearly shouted.
“Time is up,” Colton said firmly, grabbing my arm. “That’s all the questions.”
“I’m not done,” I said, snapping him a look.
“He’s not going to say anything more, Ella. I told you, 5 minutes. It’s over. I’m getting you out of here.”
I wanted to argue some more, but I knew there was no use so sighed and looked back at Xander.
‘”f you can tell us anything that’ll help…I’ll make sure your pain ends,” I told him, lowering my voice.
I stared at him for a moment longer and when I figured he wasn’t going to speak, I sighed again and turned away with Colton and we began to leave the dungeon.
“Ella…” I heard my name coming from Xander.
I paused at the door and looked at him.
“It gets into your head and if it knows who’s an enemy, it won’t stop until they are all dead.”
His warning sent a chill down my spine; my father stood frozen as well, staring down at Xander with dismay written all over his face and then he met my eyes. I knew my father had questions too but he wasn’t even sure where to begin.
Colton grabbed my arm again and pulled me along with him.
When we got back upstairs and into the front room of the packhouse, I felt like I could finally breathe again.
I took greedy gulps of the clean air and shivered.
“Did you get what you needed?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
I stared up at him and nodded.
“I think I did,” I told him honestly. “I was right; Xander was trying to warn me about something without actually warning me. If he told me the truth, whatever he’s so afraid of will get into my head and kill everyone I love. Or maybe everyone he loves… or both….”
I shook my head at the thought.
“It’s all very confusing,” I continued. “But it’s a start. Can you tell my father to allow him to heal? I don’t think he’s the enemy we need to watch out for.”
But it was clear that Alpha Emmet truly did care for Scott, and he was incredibly worried about his son. I refused to believe he was upset because of his reputation being ruined. I wasn’t getting that sense from him and I’m usually good at reading people that I’ve known for a while.
“I need to get back to the police station,” Emmet said, running his fingers through his hair. “I need to contact more lawyers and figure out how to get my son out of jail.”
“Alpha Bastien is going to be going to the school to do some digging and figure out which students have abilities,” Colton explained to him. “We should be able to narrow it down by the end of the day.”
I knew it wasn’t going to be that simple; I had a feeling that darkness had something to do with this. But I didn’t want to give Alpha Emmet anything more to be afraid of.
“I’ll go there and help too. But I need to see if they’ll let me speak with my son,” Emmet said, rubbing his temple miserably.
“I’ll make a phone call to Alpha Jonathan. He’s in charge of that jail so I’m sure he can make an exception,” Colton said, patting him on the back.
“Not likely; he’s the reason I’m not allowed to see him. He gave orders to keep me out,” Emmet said, rolling his eyes.
“I’ll talk to him and see what I can do,” Colton assured him.
“Thanks,” Alpha Emmet said in return.
“We can take Ella back to campus and then we will head over to the jail,” Colton said, glancing over his shoulder at me.
I nodded to him as I went upstairs to grab the little belongings that I had with me. When I got back downstairs, Dee was waiting for me in the front room with a little Tupperware of baked goods.
“Here, Ella. Take these back with you. They are for you and your friends,” she said kindly.
“Thanks, Dee,” I said, hugging her.
Colton and Emmet were waiting outside for me when I emerged from the packhouse. Once we were all together, we piled into Colton’s car, I sat in the backseat, and then we drove away.
……
I said quick goodbyes to Colton and Emmet, trying to make my goodbye with Colton to be professional because Alpha Emmet didn’t know that Colton was my mate. Once I waved goodbye I headed into the dormitory.
It was about midafternoon when I arrived, so I was glad I didn’t have to sneak into the dorm room undetected.
I was surprised that both Rachel and Becca weren’t in the dorm room when I arrived. Usually at least one of them was around, but in this case, neither was there.
I didn’t think too much about it though; they were probably in the student lounge. I was going to join them there afterward once I finished putting my things in my room and freshening up. But once I got in my room; I froze when I saw a little white on my bed.
On the front of the envelope had my name written on it; it wasn’t handwriting that I recognized.
Furrowing my brows together I wondered, “Who could this be from?”
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why did lila and enzo’s names get changed to ella and colton?? it really messes with the readers experience lol...