Mated To The Alpha King (Raven and Ethan) novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369

Alpha Ethan’s POV

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I waited for the Rough King for over an hour, with his sister tied to a chair in the abandoned warehouse where we were supposed to meet.

The place was dead silent, the kind of silence that pressed against your ears until your thoughts became too loud.

Dust floated lazily in the air, illuminated by thin beams of light slipping through broken windows high above us.

The concrete floor was cracked and stained with oil and rust, and the smell of decay clung to everything like a second skin.

She sat in the middle of the room, wrists bound to the chair, her shoulders shaking with quiet sobs she was trying and failing to suppress.

Her head jerked up every time a sound echoed from outside: a passing car, a gust of wind rattling loose metal, or the distant bark of a stray dog.

Every time, hope flared in her eyes.

Every

My 1

was gone.

I turned sharply toward her, boots scraping loudly against the floor as I closed the distance between us. She flinched when I stopped in front of her.

“Your brother,” I said coldly, “is trying to play pranks on me.”

Her head snapped up. “No, no, he wouldn’t.““If he doesn’t come here in the next ten minutes,” I continued, my voice calm but deadly, “with his mate, I will kill Bee.”

The words landed like a blade.

She screamed.

“Please!” she cried, struggling violently against her restraints. “Please, Alpha Ethan, don’t do that. Bee is innocent. She’s just a child. My brother would never risk her life like this.”

“You have ten minutes,” I repeated.

Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head desperately. “I know my brother. I know him. If he hasn’t come, something must have happened. Maybe he was attacked. Maybe something is keeping him. Please, please try calling him.”

My wolf stirred uneasily.

I studied her face carefully. The fear was real. The desperation is too raw to be fake.

“Fine,” I said at last.

Hope bloomed instantly in her eyes.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. My thumb hovered over the contact for only a second before I dialed.

It rang once.

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Twice.

Then the call dropped.

No connection.

I frowned and tried again.

Nothing.

Again.

Still nothing.

My jaw tightened as irritation twisted into something darker: unease.

I tried a fourth time.

Silence.

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A low growl tore from my chest as I hurled the phone across the warehouse. It shattered loudly against the concrete, pieces skidding in every direction.

Her sobs grew louder.

“If your brother thinks he can play games with me,” I snarled, “then I’ll visit his pack myself.”

“No, please,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Please don’t kill Bee. I swear, my brother will come. He always does. He always keeps his word.”

I turned away from her abruptly, already done listening.

“Guards,” I said sharply, “watch her. If she so much as breathes wrong, I want to know.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

I stormed out of the warehouse, the cold night air doing nothing to cool the fire burning in my chest.

Matthew was leaning against the car, arms crossed, his expression tense. He straightened up the moment he saw my face.

“I’m going to the Rough King’s pack,” I said.

Matthew’s eyes widened. “Ethan, you shouldn’t. If he’s late, there could be a reason. It’s dangerous to walk into another pack’s territory like this.”

“For how long do you expect me to wait?” I snapped. “An hour? A day? My instincts are screaming, Matthew. Something isn’t right.”

“You’re angry,” he said carefully. “That’s not the same as being right”

I took a step closer, my Alpha aura flaring despite myself. “If you don’t want to come, fine. Stay back.”

He stared at me for a long moment, then let out a bitter laugh. “Not like I have a choice. It’s part of the oath I took when I became your Beta to stand with you in safety or in danger.”

I didn’t argue.

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“Then stop talking.” I said curtly, “and get in the car.”

The drive took two hours.

Two hours of thick, suffocating silence.

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The road stretched endlessly ahead of us, the trees on either side blurring into dark shapes as we drove deeper into unfamiliar territory.

My hands clenched the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white.

My mind wouldn’t stop racing.

Something was wrong.

My wolf paced restlessly beneath my skin, snarling, clawing, whispering warnings I didn’t want to hear.

Reven.

Her name echoed in my thoughts over and over again.

By the time the Rough King’s pack gates came into view, my heart was already sinking.

The gates were wide open.

No guards.

No patrols.

Nothing.

I stepped out of the car, and the smell hit me instantly.

Blood.

Old. Fresh. Everywhere.

Bodies lay scattered near the entrance–warriors, half–shifted wolves, unmoving and lifeless. The ground beneath my boots was dark and sticky.

“What happened here?” I muttered.

Matthew’s face had gone pale. “They were attacked. Recently.”

“No,” I said sharply. “This wasn’t just an attack.”

We moved deeper into the pack grounds.

More bodies.

Women.

Children.

My chest tightened painfully as we entered the pack house.

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The destruction inside was worse.

Furniture smashed. Walls streaked with blood. The air was thick with death and despair.

Then I saw him.

The Rough King lay sprawled on the floor, eyes glassy, blood dried at the corner of his mouth.

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Matthew crouched beside him briefly, then looked up at me. “If he were alive, he would have come for his sister.”

“No,” I said hoarsely.

Matthew frowned. “Ethan”

“Where is his mate?” I demanded. “Where is Reven?”

Panic clawed at my chest as we searched room after room.

Nothing.

No sign of her.

Not even a body.

My heart began to pound violently.

We moved toward the open field behind the pack house, scanning the ground desperately.

Then I saw it.

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