After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243

Ayla sat in the back of the police van. She was inside a sturdy, metal cage. It was quite overkill, but she’d laughed when she’d seen it. Now she was waiting not–so–patiently in the back as they drove towards a destination she did not know yet.

There was no window. Her only indication they’d arrived was when she heard the opening and closing of the door outside. She leaned forward, her wrists tugging at the cuffs upon them.

The van door opened, then the door of her cage. Two officers stood there, looking ready to subdue her if they needed.

“Taking so many precautions,” Ayla mused as she hopped out. She turned to look at the building, and her little smile turned into a sneer. This wasn’t Lucas‘ estate. Or the prison.

The lettering near the top of the building read, W2P Sanitarium & Mental Institute.

“Quite the mouthful,” Ayla muttered. She turned to look at one of the officers. “I believe you may have brought me to the wrong place. See, I’m expecting Lucas–”

“Alpha Lucas is the one who gave the order to send you here,” the officer said. “Call it punishment. Or maybe mercy after what you’ve done.”

Ayla glowered at him, her expression particularly bitter. “I do not need a mad house. I need Lucas.”

“I don’t care what you think you need. This is where you were sentenced,” the officer said, grabbing her arm and guiding her forward. She immediately jerked back but he wasn’t having it. He simply kept pulling, forcing her to be dragged behind him or follow.

Her heels scuffed the ground as she was dragged toward the entrance.

“I do not belong in a mad house! This is crazy!” she cried out, thrashing against the officer’s hold. The main door was barred with a heavy lock, though it opened now for her as two people stepped out.

One was a man, the other a woman, both in scrubs. Nurses? Ayla didn’t care.

“You two! Do you have a phone? I–”

“There is a phone inside,” the woman said, stepping forward. “Why don’t you come with me?”

The officer loosened his grip and Ayla jerked herself free. “I need to call Lucas.”

“We’ll see if we can arrange that for you,” the woman said, gesturing inside.

It made Ayla wrinkle her nose in distaste. “This place is awful. Where is that phone? I need to call my Lucas.”

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