Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha (by Riley Scott) novel Chapter 293

Chapter 293

It can’t be. This has to be a nightmare of some kind. A bad dream. This isn’t my mate; it can’t be. Not like this. Not bleeding on the floor and barely recognizable between the bruises and cuts all over her body. She looks dead……

I roared with anguish and then shifted back to human form, rushing forward to kneel beside Asher, my fingers trembling as I tried to find a pulse.

It was there but barely.

She was breathing slowly and raggedly. So softly that I almost failed to hear them.

“No, no, no, no,” I whispered, pulling her into my arms, “Asher, baby, who did this to you?”

My eyes shimmered with tears.

I felt blood on my hands. The scent she was wearing was bear repellent. Somebody had done this to her. Somebody had intentionally harmed my mate.

They were a dead man.

I sucked in a breath, trying hard to keep myself together. I rose to my feet, holding Asher gingerly in my arms. She lay limp, like a rag doll, with no signs of life in her eyes.

I made my way out of the cave, careful not to jostle her.

She was so pale, like a ghost.

I was in so much pain it felt like my heart had been torn out of my chest while still beating.

I ran. I ran faster than I ever had before. I ran as though Asher’s life depended on it, because it did.

I ran without pause, caring nothing for my own safety, my priority on her. The mate I had failed to protect. The mate who had suffered at the hands of a monster.

A monster I was going to personally hunt and torture when Asher was safe.

The hospital was already waiting. I put Asher on the bed as they began to wheel her towards surgery.

I had to be physically dragged away from her. It took Damien and Marissa both to do it, because I refused to let go of her hand.

Marissa was kind enough to bring clothes. I dressed and then plonked myself down outside the surgery doors, my eyes refusing to look away.

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