My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 The Perfect Trap

Elena’s POV

DAMIEN - The moment trouble starts, you contact me immediately.

I’ve already secured a backup vehicle just in case we need it.

ME - I will, but focus on those children right now.

That’s exactly where I need you to be.

DAMIEN - And I need you alive and unharmed. I refuse to lose you too. Promise me?

ME - Fine. I’ll stay cautious. I’ll remain safe. And I’ll reach out if anything goes wrong. I’ll contact you later with an update about my mother’s condition.

DAMIEN - Good. I’m confident she’ll be okay. I love you.

ME - I love you too.

I remained seated, waiting with growing impatience for my mother’s return, though I had no idea where she’d gone or when she might be back.

My fingers found my phone, scrolling through meaningless updates as my anxiety climbed with each passing minute in that sterile room.

Eventually I couldn’t sit still anymore. I stood and began walking back and forth before moving toward the window to peer outside.

The view was completely deserted. That fact alone unsettled me deeply. But there was something else disturbing about what I saw. Every yard visible from my vantage point looked abandoned, with grass growing wild and untended, as if the residents had simply vanished without warning.

I found myself wondering if that’s exactly what had happened.

Perhaps Marcus had become too controlling for the pack members to tolerate, driving them all away.

The possibility made perfect sense. Nobody could endure living under the thumb of such a domineering and unreasonable Alpha indefinitely.

These same people had shown complete loyalty to Marcus when I’d lived here before. He would have needed to make some seriously destructive changes to push his entire pack to abandon their homes.

After waiting far longer than seemed reasonable, I turned my attention back to the hospital bed.

I approached the nightstand and picked up the medical file the nurse had been consulting earlier. Opening it revealed completely blank pages. Not a single notation anywhere. Certainly nothing documenting any tests being performed on my mother.

I pulled out my phone and headed for the door immediately.

"Hello." Damien’s voice came through almost before the first ring finished.

"This whole thing is a trap. They directed me to some random room and claimed she was having tests done. This isn’t even her room." I explained.

"Get out of there right now." His voice was sharp with urgency.

"I’m leaving." I confirmed.

"She’s at the packhouse. Our doctor is taking care of her there." He answered. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

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