บททั้งหมดของ From Outcast To Alpha's Queen: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

After his intense meeting with the Argentum core members, Travis rushed back home, driven by a gnawing restlessness. He stormed into the master bedroom, overturning drawers and emptying boxes in a frantic search. He tore through Aubrey’s study with the same clinical desperation, but found nothing.Then, a thought struck him. He headed for the basement.In the dimly lit lower level, there were three rooms. Two storage areas, one for Aubrey’s belongings and one for his, and a third for miscellaneous household overflow. He pushed into Aubrey’s storage room. It was sparsely furnished, containing only a vintage desk and a few stacked boxes.He systematically checked every corner until he reached the desk. He yanked open the drawers. The first three were empty, but in the fourth, he found it. A small box and a plain envelope. His gut twisted. He knew before he even opened them. Inside the box sat the USB drive. Inside the envelope was the printed label, the remains of the package that had s

They returned home together, and though Aubrey kept insisting she was fine, Travis could feel the lingering weight of the secrets between them. He chose not to press her, fearing that any mention of the video would shatter the fragile peace they had just reclaimed. For him, the only thing that mattered was having her back under his roof.A month passed in a blur of activity. The estate was transformed into a command center for wedding preparations. Invitations had been dispatched to every name on their list, meticulously chosen gifts for the sponsors and guests were arriving daily, and every detail, from the floral arrangements to the seating charts, was being finalized. Everything was on track to be perfect.Aubrey was now four months pregnant. Her bump was unmistakable, a gentle curve that she often found herself cradling. With the wedding only a month away, her life felt like a beautiful dream, though she still fought to suppress the dark images of the video whenever she looked at

Beta Rafael looked around, noticing for the first time that Fred was right. The security presence had doubled. He turned back to his son with a reassuring nod. "The wedding is tomorrow. We have to be prepared for anything, that’s why they’re here," he said, convincing himself.They were close to finishing their plan and finally entering the Silverstone Pack to destroy the Thornes. Very close.While that was partly true, Travis had a much darker reason. Every "bodyguard" Fred had counted was actually an elite member of the Argentum Order. Travis had personally demanded their presence, turning the estate into a fortress. He had to be ready. He had no idea if Juno would choose tomorrow to make their move.**The night before the wedding arrived, draping the house in a heavy, expectant silence. In the master bedroom, Aubrey sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers tracing the necklace Travis had gifted her weeks ago. Her wedding gown wasn't there. She had already entrusted it to the coordi

Chaos erupted inside the church. Guests, trembling with terror, abandoned their seats and scrambled toward the exits in a desperate bid for survival. The joyous celebration was instantly replaced by a cacophony of screams, sobbing, and the frantic thud of shoes against the marble floor.“Get Aubrey to the car, now! Move!” Travis roared.His grip on Aubrey was firm, feeling her body vibrate with tremors, not just for her own life, but for the child she carried. "Stay low," Travis whispered, guiding her with practiced precision, shielding her entirely within the crook of his arm.“Travis, where are you going? Come with me!” Aubrey cried out, her voice strained.“I’ll come back for you, okay? I’m going to end this.”Though Aubrey hated the thought of him stepping back into the line of fire, she was powerless to stop him.Danica was right behind them, clutching the heavy train of Aubrey’s wedding gown so she wouldn’t trip. Close on their heels were Louise, Lara, and Valerie. As they burst

Danica immediately pulled her into a tight embrace. "Don’t speak like that," she whispered urgently. "Travis is strong. He's the strongest person we know. He’s a fighter, Aubrey... he won't just give up on you or the baby."But no matter how tightly Danica held her, Aubrey couldn't escape the icy dread clawing at her chest. She looked down at her stomach, her hand trembling as she made a small, protective circle over her womb.Suddenly, Danica’s phone vibrated violently on the mahogany coffee table. All five women jumped, their eyes snapping to the device. Danica grabbed it instantly, her eyes widening as she skimmed the message. The blood drained from her face."What is it? Danica, tell me!" Aubrey demanded, her voice rising in a frantic pitch.Danica took a jagged breath before answering. "Travis... he’s been admitted. He’s at the hospital right now."Aubrey’s knees buckled. She felt the strength leave her body as if a plug had been pulled. "The hospital?!" she gasped, her voice bar