Alphas' Proud Mate novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Alpha Jack

I don’t see red

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Tamred.

My grip tightens, fingers digging into his skin until I hear the sickening, satisfying pop–crack of bone shifting. He bares his neck in submission, choking- but it does nothing to calm the wildfire raging inside my chest.

He touched hot.

He held her.

She was in his arms.

“Jack, let him go! Please!” Kali’s voice breaks through the storm in my head–high–pitched, terrified. I feel her hands pushing against my chest and when I look down, I see her eyes. Those beautiful eyes. Shining. Red–rimmed. Brimming with tears.

Tears.

For him,

A bitter taste rises in my throat. Jealousy–raw, ugly–chokes me.

I was looking for her. I’d gone to my private library to surprise her. Thought maybe we could sit together and read. Maybe, in that quiet, romantic atmosphere, she’d finally let her guard down and accept me. Open up to me.

Thate reading–but for her? I was willing to turn pages until sunrise if it meant seeing her smile.

But she wasn’t there.

I waited.

Ten minutes turned into thirty. Then an hour. Every second felt like a noose tightening around my chest.

Where the hell was she? I even mindlinked my sister out of desperation. She told me Kali was home.

And I came racing back like a fucking lunatic–like a man in love. Only to walk in and find her in his arms. Her face buried in his chest.

No male should ever have to see that. No Alpha. No mate.

I finally blink. My jaw clenches as I force myself–physically force myself–to let him go. Fury collapses to the floor with a violent cough, clutching his neck and gasping for breath like a wounded mutt

Kali drops to her knees beside him, hands trembling as she checks him over.

“Are you okay?” she asks softly, full of concern.

My stomach knots.

“I’ve had worse,” Fury rasps, managing a weak smile like a damn hero in a bad play.

I see red all over again.

“You’re in love with my mate, aren’t you, I growl darkly.

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“FURY FROM, my voice echoing through the room

He doesn’t stop and keep walking like I don’t exist.

poing to kill that son of a batch, mutter, voice low, murderous. “171 tear out his eyes if he even dares look at you agains

The bont door clicks shast behind him, but the silence it leaves behind is deafening

lin–and I meet her glare.

“What the fuck was that, Jack? Her voice shakes

was staking my claim,” I bite out

“Your claim? She lets out a bitter laugh and steps closer until her face is inches from mine. “Let me hold your hand and say this to you clearly, Jack–and

only going to say it once, so katen carefully, Alpha Her voice drops, calm and sharp as a blade. “I don’t belong to you

That hits harder than a punch to the ribs.

Aty velke in cold “you don’t belong to me… then who? Fury?”

belang to no one,” she fees back, fire flashing in her eyes. “And if you can’t trust me enough to know that, then maybe just maybe you should accept my repection. Then ‘t be free to rum straight into Fury’s arms.”

My fists clench so tightly my nails dig into my pals. “You were in his arms, Kali Isaw the way he looked at you. That bastard is in love with you.”

“was crying?” she yells, her voice cracking “He was holding me so i wouldn’t fall apart. Because he told me my mother is being tortured, Jack!”

The rage evaporates instantly, replaced by confusion–and guilt.

The beds, her voice fragile now “She’s being held in the Red Night Pack. And it’s because of me “ther voice bivaks asked Fury to help me send a

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message to her, and that’s how he found out what happened–how she’s being tortured. He only came here to break the news. That’s why I ended up crying in his arms.”

My knees threaten to give out. “Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask, my voice rough and strained. “For Moon’s sake, Kali–I’m your mate. I would’ve helped you. I should’ve been the one to carry that burden… not him.”

“Maybe if you weren’t so busy trying to claim me like I’m some kind of possession, I would have,” she snaps.

“You might be my mate but I never accepted you.” She shakes her head, tears brimming in her eyes again. “And after seeing your animalistic behavior just now?” She pauses, “I don’t regret it.”

1 stagger back, breathless.

But she doesn’t hear the. Or maybe she does–and just doesn’t care. She turns away, walks to the door.

And slams it behind her like she’s never coming back.

i fall to my knees

The hardwood for titles into me, but i don’t bens in net really. My chest heaves like there’s a goddamn boeder sitting on top of it. I grit my teeth and squeeze my eyes shut, fighting back the scream clawing its way up my throat

The pain. fuck, it’s not hum te before it’s not distant or dull. It’s alive. Burning Gnawing Bleeding

My soul feels like it’s being form to stovers from the inside, and my wait–my damn wait–in whimpering like a dying animal, curled up somewhere deep

The silence in the room is defining, weRaping around sve like a shroud. My fingers claw at the floor, my jaw clenched so tight I’m sure I’ll crack a tooth.

Every breath feels like antuting shands of grass

The door creaks oper

My head stags up, eyes wide, hope splintering through the haze of agony-

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