I Regret Being Alpha's Secret Mate Novel - Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Julian gritted his teeth against the agonizing pain racking his body and suddenly threw himself in front of me. At the same time, Arthur Sterling lunged forward, pulling me into the safety of his arms. A heavy, violent slap landed squarely on Julian's face. Instantly, blood sprayed from his nose. Having already endured over two hundred strikes from the heavy steel baton, his eyes were bloodshot He ground his teeth, his voice a low, lethal threat aimed at his own father. "Don't you... touch her!" Then, his body finally gave out, and he collapsed heavily onto the floor.

The banquet hall erupted into chaos. Fortunately, someone had already called for help, and an ambulance arrived minutes later. As Julian was loaded onto the stretcher, Richard Vance looked back at me. His gaze was filled with a hatred so sharp it felt like poison. I stood there, trembling with shock, until Arthur took my hand and led me toward his car. His grip tightened slightly on my fingers as he spoke in a low, soothing voice. "It's okay, Chloe. None of this is your fault. Let's just go home." I took a shaky breath and nodded, still reeling from the violence.

But a short while later, my phone buzzed. It was a call from Beta Carter. "Chloe, the Alpha wants to see you." I frowned, my voice cold. "No." "Chloe, wait! Alpha Julian said that if you truly won't forgive him, then he wants to see you one last time. If you come, he'll agree to finalize the Rejection and sever the bond completely." Hearing that I could finally be free of Julian Vance, I hesitated for a moment before agreeing. But Julian insisted that I come alone. I looked at Arthur. The Lycan King reached out and gently stroked my hair. "It's fine. I'll have my Royal Guards shadowing you.

Whatever choice you make, I'll support you. Don't worry about me." An hour later, I arrived at the pack hospital and knocked on the door of VIP Suite 902. The moment the door opened, a dark figure lunged out. Before I could scream, a heavy cloth clamped over my nose and mouth. I was unconscious in seconds. When I finally woke up, I was tied to a chair. Standing before me were several fierce-looking thugs I had never seen before. "Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?" The man in the lead let out a cold sneer. "Why ask so many questions?

You won't be alive long enough to hear the answers, anyway." He reached behind his back and pulled out a jagged silver dagger, a bloodthirsty smile twisting his face. "Someone from the old elite bought your life!" "Ah!" With a desperate surge of strength, I delivered a sharp kick to the man's knee, toppling my chair over in the process. I was fast. As the kidnapper lunged, I kicked the chair over with all my might to dodge the silver blade, narrowly avoiding a fatal strike. But the situation was grim. The man recovered quickly, scrambling off the floor and charging at me again.