The Rejected daughter chosen by the Alpha (Maya and Atila) novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Chapter 120

– ÁTILA

“The shooter got away, sir.”

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Daniel Harris’s voice reached me before I even lifted my head. I was standing in the hospital’s side courtyard, where the cold air of a rainy day still lingered, heavy and damp, mixed with that sterile smell that seemed baked into the walls of the place.

I’d stepped out for a few minutes to speak with the head of security while Maya remained in her room with Beatrice at her side.

I closed my eyes for a second.

“Fuck…” I muttered under my breath, barely audible.

My hand curled into a fist at my side, the muscles in my forearm tightening until it hurt.

Harris stayed silent for a few seconds, like he was giving me space to absorb the inevitable. Then, with a calm, deliberate motion, he pulled a small envelope from inside his coat and held it out to me.

“This was found attached to the windshield of one of your cars in the hospital garage.”

I frowned and took the envelope, feeling the stiffness of the paper between my fingers.

“What is this?”

“We believed you should see it personally, sir.”

I opened the envelope slowly, even though every part of me already knew what I’d find inside. There was a single sheet of paper folded in half. Plain. White. Too clean.

I unfolded it.

The words were printed in uniform black letters.

YOU SURVIVED. AGAIN.

BUT SHE PAID THE PRICE FOR YOU.

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED WATCHING HER BLEED IN YOUR PLACE.

THIS WAS ONLY A WARNING,

YOU CAN’T HIDE FOREVER.

I WON’T STOP. I WON’T FORGET, I WON’T GIVE UP.

IF YOU DON’T SURRENDER YOURSELF, EVERYONE AROUND YOU WILL FALL. ONE BY ONE.

I WILL TEAR YOUR WORLD APART UNTIL THERE’S NOTHING LEFT.

AND WHEN IT’S FINALLY JUST YOU….

I WILL FINISH THIS.

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I AM WATCHING. ALWAYS.

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For a moment, I felt nothing.

No shock. No fear. No surprise.

Only confirmation.

My fingers tightened on the paper hard enough to crumple it slightly before I forced myself to relax. I lifted my eyes slowly to Harris.

“Have you checked the garage cameras?”

He nodded immediately.

“Yes, sir. All of them.”

“And?”

He hesitated for a fraction of a second.

“We didn’t find anyone suspicious. No unusual movement. No unfamiliar faces approaching the vehicle.”

My jaw locked.

“Then how the hell did that get there?”

“That’s exactly what concerns us, sir. There’s no record of anyone accessing the vehicle directly.”

“Look again,” I said, my voice low, steady. “There is no such thing as someone entering a private garage without being seen. Without being recorded. If this happened, someone failed.”

He nodded without hesitation.

“Yes, sir.”

Then I turned and walked back inside the hospital.

The silence of the corridor wrapped around me instantly, broken only by the distant hum of machines and occasional footsteps. My feet carried me automatically toward the wing where Maya was admitted, like my body had memorized the path on its own.

But I stopped before going in.

Through the glass door, I saw her.

She was awake.

Sitting up in bed, her shoulders slightly slumped, her skin far too pale under the artificial light. Beatrice sat beside her, leaning close, saying something softly while holding her hand. Maya nodded slowly, a small, fragile movement.

My hand curled into a fist again.

She should’ve been home. Sleeping in her own bed. Living a life that didn’t include blood, bullets, or hospitals.

But instead, she was here again.

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Because of me.

The realization hit hard enough to tighten my chest.

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I looked away, unable to endure it for another second. My hand lifted before I could stop myself, and my fist slammed into the wall beside me with a sharp, violent crack.

Pain exploded

But it wasn’t enough

Nothing was enough.

my fingers.

I leaned forward until my forehead rested against the cold surface, closing my eyes as the warning from that bastard’s note replayed in my mind.

She was in danger staying near me.

Not a distant possibility. Not an irrational fear.

Real.

Tangible.

Inevitable.

I had always been the one who protected. The one who eliminated threats before they could even breathe too close. But now… now I was trapped in a body that still wasn’t what it was meant to be. Limited. Incomplete. Vulnerable in ways I had never been before.

And that meant she was vulnerable too.

Because of me.

The sound of footsteps echoing down the corridor made me lift my head.

I turned slowly.

And saw her.

Victoria was walking toward me in a red dress, her heels clicking against the floor with calm, deliberate confidence. A bouquet of white roses rested in her hands, the contrast almost too ironic to ignore.

She stopped a few steps away,

Then removed her sunglasses.

Her eyes met mine.

And her smile appeared, slow and familiar.

“Hello, my wolf,” she said, her voice laced with that same old sarcasm. “Did you miss me?”

“What the hell are you doing here, Victoria?”

Her smile didn’t fade.

If anything.

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It only deepened.

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