The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 310

Laila’s POV

I startled awake, sitting abruptly spright from where I was slouching on the chair. I blinked a few times, looking around. In my mind, logically, I could see that I was safe, in a hospital room, with Ava’s heart rate monitor blinking steadily.

But my heart wasn’t listening to logic. It raced like I had just fled a warzone. I could have sworn that I still smelled smoke and the lick of fire racing along my skin. Behind the beep of the machines, I could hear screams.

Run.

I stood up on instinct, but then froze. Where was I going to go? Nothing was happening. I was safe. Ava was safe.

Looking at her, I watched the steady rise and fall of her chest with her sleep. Late at night, the lights were dimined in the room, but I could still see enough.

I watched her sleeping soundly until my adrenaline slowed, then I sat back down.

Yet, even with the urgency easing up, the fear remained. I had never dreamed so vividly. It had felt so real, almost like a memory. But that couldn’t be. What did I know of war? I’d been through a lot in my life, but I hadn’t lived through wartime, at least not to my knowledge.

My life before coming to Moon Ridge pack was hazy. But surely I would remember if I had ran away from war… wouldn’t I?

Though if I had experienced being poisoned by wolfsbane when I had been a child, then who knew all that I had endured? How much had I really not remembered?

And if it was that bad, did I really want to know?

No. I couldn’t think like that. Even if I was frightened, even if I uncovered the very worst things in my past, I had to be strong for Ava’s sake. To find a cure for the wolfsbane, I couldn’t turn away from how I might have been poisoned to start with.

For better or for worse, I had to learn the truth.

Jason’s POV

“I’m having a difficult time trying to even get anyone on the phone,” Marcus told me as he stood in my office early in the morning.

“They don’t like outsiders,” I said, “But this seems extreme. Don’t we have an ambassador there?”

“We do, Alpha,” Marcus said. “But even he is difficult to reach. I’m suspecting they put a blocker on all long distance calls.”

That wasn’t good. As an Alpha, I could likely secure an invitation – if they actually answered the phone on the other end. But showing up to the border lines uninvited or unannounced could be viewed as an act of war.

“Keep trying the ambassador,” I said. “Maybe we’d have better luck with email. Hopefully from there, he can connect us with the people in charge.”

“I’ll try, Alpha.”

“This is important. We need that cure for Laila and Ava both. We can’t fail in this.”

“I understand,” Marcus said.

The failed attempts continued for the rest of the morning, before finally, at just after noon, the ambassador from our pack to the Lycan pack finally called. Marcus transferred him to my office phone, which I picked up at once.

“Ambassador, you are a difficult man to get a hold of.”

“My apologies, Alpha. At first, I couldn’t be sure you were the real you.” The Ambassador laughed, seemingly good–natured.

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Things are so secretive here. Sometimes I swear they are trying to get information out of me, and that’s when they aren’t just directly blocking my calls.”

“They?”

“Oh, the Lycan Alpha’s people. Do you remember the civil war that waged here years ago? Terrible thing, lots of casualties and destruction. It seems like it took forever to restore any kind of peace again. The Lycan Alpha has done that, maybe a bit too well.”

“The Lycan pack has always kept to their own,” I said.

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