The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 213

Laila’s POV

Hurt rushed through me as I hung up the phone. I knew better than to fully trust Brittany, who had lied about so many things in the past, but why else would she have had Jason’s phone? Why would he have let her answer it? Why did it sound like someone was in the background grunting like they were having sex?

Jason was still married to Brittany, even if he claimed his heart was elsewhere. Being married, they could still sleep together. It would be expected of them, really. Maybe Jason just didn’t want me to know and Brittany had fun in revealing it.

But if Jason hadn’t wanted me to know, surely he would have noticed Brittany answering his phone?

No. Until I learned the truth, I couldn’t allow the hurt to defeat me. If they had slept together, if I needed to break from Jason permanently, I would do that.

Right now, the only truth I knew was that, wherever Jason was, he was of no help to me.

I had to find a way to rescue Ava and save us both from this mess on my own.

To think I might have backup, even for a moment, had been foolish of me. Jason had never truly been there when I needed him. I’d always been on my own before.

Leaving the pack house, giving birth, surviving poverty, starting a new life…

All of this I had done without him. I could do this too. I was the only one I could really depend on, and I would stop Adelaide while saving Ava and myself. I had to.

Nothing was different than before. Just more broken promises Jason had made and broken.

“I take it your phone conversation didn’t go as planned,” Adelaide said. She pierced me with her sharp gaze, the corner of her mouth quirked upright ever so slightly.

“No, I…”

Before I could even figure out what to say to her, what lie to give, she continued, “If you are done pouting, I will take you to see Ava.”

Turning off my phone, I tucked it away, then reached for the door as the driver opened Adelaide’s. We stepped out at the same

time.

The sky overhead was growing darker, faster than it should have thanks to the gathering rainclouds.

As rain drops began to fall, one of the guards opened an umbrella and held it above Adelaide’s head. Adelaide continued walking at a steady pace, but the rest of us, sans the man holding the umbrella, rushed toward the door. We waited under the awning.

I wanted to run in and tear the place apart looking for my daughter, but for now, I had to play along. Adelaide had power here, and until I could grab Ava and escape, I needed her to think I was still willing to listen to her.

She walked in, and the guard behind her lowered and shook out the umbrella. He himself was soaking went from Adelaide’s. slow pace and unwillingness to share the cover. She didn’t even look back, didn’t consider him at all.

How could someone like this have their loyalty? They answer had to be money, or maybe she was blackmailing them. Power typically wasn’t held onto by being nice.

“This way,” Adelaide said and started walking down the hallway, ignoring the receptionist at the front desk, who only glanced at Adelaide and then quickly away like she was afraid to make eye contact.

We turned a few corners, then came to a hallway with many doors. Each was labeled with a number.

Adelaide stopped at door number three. Through a window in the door, I could see Ava resting on a hospital bed. My heart

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