I Forgot I Loved You Alpha (Ellie and Nolan) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Nolan POV

The aftermath of the attack was chaos.

Reports were still coming in, but the guard at my side said the same thing everyone else had, little damage, no loss of life on our end, thank the goddess. A few of the men who had been reported as lost during the chaos were now in critical condition at the hospital, but alive.

That should have eased my nerves. It didn’t.

Fear was spreading faster than fire. News of the attempted invasion had already leaked, and rumors were multiplying by the hour. Wild theories about who was responsible were everywhere, old enemies, rogue factions, even talk of a coup.

If I didn’t get control of the story soon, panic would eat us from the inside out. But before I could tell the people the truth, I had to figure out what the hell that truth was.

My attention was split in a dozen directions: coordinating cleanup, increasing patrols, sorting through intel, trying to understand how this breach had happened – and why.

Lance stepped up to help. His support meant more to me in this moment of crisis than I could possibly express. Despite everything between us, he was always there when the pack needed him.

When I needed him.

Even with his help, the day dragged on endlessly. I didn’t even get a chance to change out of my bloodied clothes between meetings.

It took every ounce of focus I had, which meant it was late evening before I finally had time to listen to the beta who’d been hovering all day, trying to get my attention.

He handed me a folded memo, his expression uneasy.

The moment I read the first line, my blood went cold.

The man who had attacked Ellie – the one who had murdered my children and nearly killed my wife — had been in custody for over a year. He’d refused to speak since the day he was captured. Until now.

Apparently, he was talking.

I went to the jail myself. The guards straightened at my approach, their expressions a mix of respect and fear. My skin still carried the scent of blood from the earlier battle, and I could feel their eyes darting away from the stains on my shirt.

“What did he say?” I demanded.

The young guard hesitated. “He keeps saying he can smell her, Alpha. I don’t know who he means. He’s… not making much sense. But it’s the first time he’s said anything since we brought him in. You told us to notify you if he started talking.”

“I did,” I said curtly. “You were right to call for me.”

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He looked relieved, but only slightly.

“I’ll talk to him alone.” My tone left no room for argument.

“Yes, Alphia,” he said quickly, stepping aside.

The interrogation room was small and cold, the walls a dull white that reflected too much light.

The man sat cuffed to the metal table, one ankle shackled to the leg. He looked worse than I remembered – thinner, his eyes ringed in dark shadows. But the moment I entered, his gaze snapped to mine, sharp and wild.

He flinched slightly, leaning back as if the extra inch of space could save him. It wouldn’t.

I sat across from him and met his stare, silent. The tension stretched for long, heavy seconds until he finally dropped his eyes.

“I hear you’ve been talking,” I said evenly.

No answer.

I waited. The silence pressed down on the room until he began to fidget, the chains rattling softly against the

table.

“I’m done with this game,” I said. My voice was calm, but the edge underneath made him pale. “You’re going to answer me this time. One way or another.”

The color drained from his face completely. His eyes darted toward the door – but he knew no one would

interfere.

Finally, he spoke. His voice was soft and cracked from disuse. “I smelled her.”

My jaw tightened. “Smelled who?”

“The one who sent me here,” he whispered. “The one who hired me.”

My pulse quickened.

So his story about being a scorned lover from Ellie’s youth had been a lie. Someone had sent him after Ellie. Someone who wanted her dead.

“Who hired you?” I asked, my tone steady but sharp. “Say it.”

I knew. I already knew that it was Felicity. She had given the order despite knowing that Ellie was pregnant. But I needed him to confirm it. I needed him to confess.

He hesitated, gaze flicking past me as if lost in a memory. “She was pretty. Blonde. Very proper – like a princess.”

My stomach turned cold.

“She wanted me to kill the Luna,” he went on, voice trembling now. “Said she was dangerous. Evil. Said she’d pay – and she did. But it wasn’t supposed to go this way. I wasn’t supposed to get caught. It was supposed to be public… to send a message to everyone, she said. She wanted people to know the Luna was dead. I didn’t want to do it that way, but she swore she could get me out later.” He gave a hollow laugh. “I don’t even know how long

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I’ve been here now. But when I smelled her today, I thought she was finally coming for me. That was the deal.”

My expression hardened even more. Felicity would have been able to break him out. She had the access, the authority. If I hadn’t been so deadset on finding Ellie that I had tightened security and put this man under constant surveillance, Felicity would have been able to sneak him out.

She would have gotten away with it completely.

Then his expression shifted. His eyes locked on mine, unblinking, “I’m not getting out of here, am I?”

I stared at him, feeling the familiar burn of fury rise beneath my skin. “You killed my children,” I said, my voice low and cold. “You nearly killed my wife. You’re never going home.”

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