81. He found his mate Zach's POV I was still trying to contemplate what to do when Nathan shared, "Alpha, Tony just transmitted another message." "Tell me fast, Nathan." "He said that the girls will be delivered to buyers as it was decided earlier by tomorrow." He said. "What the hell is this?" I bellowed on top of my voice. "I swear we have no idea, Alpha. Tony is as clueless." I clutched my head and roughly massaged my scalp with my fingers. It reminded me of Jade and her fingers in my hair. She never did it intentionally but everytime her fingers touched my scalp, I'd felt an intense rough of relief. No time to think about her. I huffed glaring at the steering wheel as I flexed my shoulders. Opportunities come once in a lifetime. This is the opportunity I've been hungrily keeping my eyes fixed for. I know what I need to do. "Nathan, I want you to turn around and follow the truck down with the soldiers." I ordered, knowing this is the only choice we have left. "Kill

83. His mate is in a critical condition Zach's POV When I arrived at the hospital, a bunch of doctors rushed in to help my mate. She was put up on a gurney and taken inside an operation theatre. I stood there staring at the closed door of the OT when a doctor approached me. His eyes expressed concern as he said, "Alpha, please come with me." I just wanted my mate to be safe. Hence, I asked the doctor to go into the operation theatre and work with other doctors to treat her. But no words came out of my mouth. I felt my hands shiver and as I looked at myself, I saw blood that was streaming down my legs and onto the floor. Everything began to blur out. The doctor was there then he was not. The brightness was there then it was a cloud of darkness that took over my vision. I heard the doctor scream for ward boys as his arms wrapped around me. I was in my senses when they loaded me on another gurney and took me into another operation theatre until a stinging pain crawled into my righ

85. I don't care about Jade! Jade's POVWhat the hell is wrong with Zach! I checked my phone again and paced my room as I tried not to lose my shit. He hasn't left his room since he arrived. Everyone and anyone that needs his attention has to go to his room where he'd heed them. It's for everyone but me.I've tried three times and each time I was told he's busy. If this goes on then I would not be able to tell him about my mother any time soon. I need to find a way to reach him. Leaving my room I went to Nathan's. The door was open and he was sorting some kind of papers. "Nathan," He looked up instantly and gave me a small smile. "Jade, come inside." Weariness had etched lines on his face, like a map revealing the journey of his fatigue. I returned his smile and thought about an excuse that would help me meet Zach faster. I couldn't grasp any.So I told the truth, "I want to meet Zach today, Nathan. It's important. It has something to do with my mother, who I thought was dead.""

87. Finally we met, Mate Zach's POV Damn it! I sent the laptop and other stuff including files and folders catapulting in the air where they lingered animatedly for about a second and came crashing down on the floor with a loud boom. Dropping my head in my hands, I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to erase that look of remorse I had seen in Jade's eyes. I knew she would take a toll on me. Her gaze would make it a lot harder than it already was, which is why I decided to avoid her. But I hadn't expected to meet her moist eyes like I did thirty minutes ago. It was for a fleeting second before the door closed. But the impact it left on me was catastrophic. I had no idea that she was waiting outside. That stupid Nathan would tag her along, and leave her waiting while he entered my room to request me to listen to her problem and her with it. I was already in shreds due to Gianna's faltering condition. She had severe internal bleeding. Her spleen was damaged and the doctor had to remo

89. Souvenir Zach's POVSomething hit me in the chest when I met Gianna's gaze. She seemed like a different person now. Like half dead. Gone was the woman I was talking with. Now she appeared so frail and weak that she would slip into the pit of death if she so much as tried to suck another breath. "Zach," She spoke my name in the barest of whisper, her face a mess of sweat and teetering muscles. "Bow down." I only stared at her as I heard that, all the wrong thoughts whirling in my head. When I didn't move a muscle, her cold fingers grabbed my face. I held back my breathing as she lowered my face down until our foreheads touched. I opened my mouth to counter and also scolded her to cooperate. But then, seeing her lips so close the urge to kiss her replaced all my thoughts. Before I acted on the desire, she spoke again in the same weak barely-audible tone, "Close your eyes, Zach." As I obeyed, I saw a cloud of white smoke unfurl in my mind. Then it took shape... Of people. Of Gi