Chapter 57

Bella's POV

The drive continued in silence, only my cries being heard. "Where are we heading, Alpha Max?" I asked but got no response.

"Alpha Max?" I called again, then leaned forward, and then I saw the driver. It wasn't Alpha Max! Immediately I tried to take my phone and call for help but he caught me.

"What are you thinking of doing?" He demanded, in his ice-cold tone.

I stared in shock at the unfamiliar man behind the wheel, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Who are you?" I managed to stammer, my voice trembling with fear.

The man's face was hidden in the shadows, but his piercing, cold eyes were fixated on me in the rearview mirror. He didn't answer my question; instead, he reached into his coat and pulled out a gleaming silver pistol, pointing it directly at me.

"Your questions don't matter, Isabella," he said, his voice devoid of any warmth. "What matters is that you're coming with me, and you're going to do exactly as I say. If you make a wrong move or scream, it won't end well