The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 371

**Steps Along Forgotten Roads**
**By Sophia Reed**
**Chapter 371: Second Chances**

**Judy’s POV**

As Sammy and I stepped through the grand entrance of the resort, a wave of unease washed over me. My eyes immediately caught sight of Tyler, his grip painfully tight on Nan’s arm as he dragged her away. My heart raced, pounding against my rib cage like a frantic drum, each beat echoing my fears. The thought of her in danger sent a shiver down my spine. I had never trusted Tyler; I had always felt a nagging doubt about him, and now I regretted not being more insistent when it came to urging Nan to sever ties with him. My instincts had screamed at me to intervene, but I had foolishly ignored them, and now I was left hoping it wasn’t too late.

The sun still hung high in the sky, casting a warm glow, which provided a small comfort. At least we had enough light to see clearly, to find them before something terrible happened.

“Look at that stupid bitch,” I heard a voice cut through the air, sharp and biting, as we stepped outside.

I exchanged a glance with Sammy, our expressions mirroring the frowns that had settled on our faces. We turned our heads, scanning the area for the source of the venomous words.

“I can’t believe she had the audacity to leave you,” the voice continued, dripping with disdain.

“And look at your face,” another voice chimed in, laden with mockery. “We should seriously sue them for this.”

“Just forget it,” a male voice growled, the anger in his tone palpable. “I won’t let either of them get away with this.”

Those voices were painfully familiar, and a knot of dread coiled in my stomach. If I was right, they could lead me straight to Nan.

As I rounded the corner, my breath hitched at the sight before me. Mac, Kelsey, and Tyler stood together, a volatile mix of emotions swirling in the air. Tyler was a mess, his face bruised and battered to the point where I could hardly recognize him. Yet, even in his state, I could see the glimmer of his wolf’s healing abilities at work as they spoke. Kelsey was diligently applying bandages and ointment to his wounds, while Mac paced back and forth, her fury palpable.

It was Mac who spotted me first, her eyes narrowing into slits, a dangerous glint dancing within them.

“Are you here to finish the job?” she spat, venom lacing her words. “Hasn’t my cousin suffered enough?”

“Not sure,” I shot back, my gaze locked onto Tyler’s swollen face. “Has he?”

I couldn’t shake the feeling that whatever had happened, he deserved every bit of it.

“Your bitch of a friend got someone to beat the shit out of him,” Kelsey hissed, her eyes ablaze with rage, mirroring Mac’s fury. “Who’s going to pay for his medical bills? We should seriously sue.”

“My friend?” I asked, my voice low and laced with disbelief. “Are you talking about Nan?”

“Who else?” Kelsey growled, her tone filled with contempt.

My heart plummeted into my stomach as realization dawned on me; something had happened to Nan.

“What did he do to her?” I demanded, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, the urgency rising within me.

“Nothing,” Tyler spat, but the lie was transparent.

A growl escaped my lips, my wolf stirring within me, a rare occurrence that sent a surge of power through my veins.

“If I find out you’re lying and something happened to her, I’ll come back and finish the job,” I hissed, my voice a low threat that hung in the air like a storm cloud.

Before they could respond, I turned on my heel, fury propelling me forward, with Sammy trailing closely behind.

“That was awesome,” Sammy whispered, her eyes wide with excitement as she glanced back at the three simmering figures. “So, do you have any idea where Nan could be?”

“No,” I replied, my body trembling with pent-up anger. “But I will find out.”

I glanced at my watch, frustration bubbling within me. Time was slipping away; I had only a couple of hours before my watch duties began for the night. I should have been resting, preparing for the overnight shift, but here I was, wandering aimlessly in search of my best friend.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t find you?” A light-hearted voice broke the tense silence as I made my way toward the garden area.

“Part of me hoped that you would…” Nan’s voice, unmistakable and comforting, replied.

My brows furrowed in confusion.

Who was she talking to?

“I’m sorry things got so messy,” a man murmured, his tone sincere. “I probably should have talked to you more. But I guess now is a good time to talk. It was a good idea to come to the garden; it’s nice here.”

“Better than the stuffy hotel suite,” Nan replied softly, her voice almost a whisper.

I crept closer, straining to catch every word, motioning for Sammy to stay quiet. She nodded, equally intrigued.

“It wasn’t stuffy, but fresh air was definitely a good idea. The conversation got heavy, and I was having trouble breathing.”

Nan let out a breathy laugh, though it was quickly stifled.

“Yeah,” she breathed, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “I was also having trouble breathing.”

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