Alpha King’s Wolfless Mate by Scarlett Higgins

Chapter 110

**Nora POV

It was so cold that I couldn’t feel my fingers or my nose. I had been crying and the wet streaks on my face were frozen. I didn’t know where I was. I knew that I was indoors somewhere, but there was no warmth.

I had pulled every scrap of clothing I could find over my b*dy, and it did no good. I was so tired, but I knew better than to go to sleep. Someone had warned me once that if you fell asleep outside in the cold, you would freeze to death.

I didn’t want to die.

I was all alone, but I didn’t know why. I was waiting for something, but I didn’t know what. I had no idea what was going on.

Everything around me smelled like rot and must. I hated it here, wherever here was. I wanted to go

home. I missed my grandma.

When I squeezed my eyes shut, I could almost remember the sound of her voice. Everything was just out of my reach, as though there was some kind of forcefield in my mind that was keeping me from reaching my own memories.

I thought as hard as I could, but everything was under a fog.

It felt like I had walked for a very long time to get here. I didn’t think that I made the walk alone. It was so hard to remember.

There was a howling wind blowing through the slats of the dilapidated cabin. It to re at the tattered cloths that covered me. I was scared, but I couldn’t cry anymore. I was too tired.

Someone would be coming to get me. I was sure of it.

It couldn’t be much longer now, could it?

A creaking sound startled a small yelp from me. I clamped my hand over my mouth and tried to keep quiet. I peeked out from under my hiding spot. There was someone in the doorway. I didn’t recognize them.

Powerful vertigo rocked me and I squeezed my eyes shut in an attempt to overcome it. When I opened them again, I was in a dark cell. The bars were rusted, but strong. No matter how I shook them,I couldn’t break free.

Time was running out. The inquisitor was coming back and I knew that he would hurt me when he got here. He always did. I couldn’t scream for help any longer. No one would hear me. I had screamed until I tasted blood, and no mercy was thrown my way.

I curled up on the rough ground of the cell and tried not to weep. I had never felt so alone. Everything I loved had been ripped from me. I had nothing left and no one who

cared for me.

I felt sick from the thought of it.

Nausea threatened to overwhelm me. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths, trying to overcome the feeling. The scent of foliage filled my nostrils.

Then, I was outside. It was a warm, autumn night and softly purple flower petals were drifting through the air.

I looked around me, but there was no one in sight. I was in the rogue zone. I had no memory of how I got here.

The sun was starting to set. An ominous wind blew, carrying the scent of flowers. Howling had started to rise in the air. It was familiar and terrifying. A chill ran up my spine.

I started to run, but there was nowhere to go. I was running blind.

A sharp pain in my side sent me 10.2

crashing to the ground. I covered my face and screamed.

The sound echoed off the concrete walls of the cold, dank basement.

I wanted out, but there was no escape. It was too dangerous to leave.

I could hear the battle raging above my head. The howls and the screams were continual. I didn’t know who was fighting, or what they were fighting for. I just wanted it to stop. I just wanted to be free.

I wanted to go home.

I covered my ears and prayed for the sound to stop. When I lowered my hands, it was silent, except for the chirping of the insects.

I was standing alone in a forest clearing. It was familiar, but I didn’t know where it was.

At the other side of the clearing stood an enormous crimson wolf. It didn’t move or speak, but its softly

glowing eyes were locked on me.

I met its gaze steadily. It knew something that I didn’t. Its stare wasn’t mocking or threatening. All I could feel from it was patience. It was waiting for something. I had no idea what.

And I wasn’t ready to know.

The wolf vanished like a mist before my eyes. In its place stood two figures.

I stepped toward them, but I couldn’t make out a single de tail of their faces. The shadows that obscured their faces made no sense. The clearing was li t by bright moonlight.

The only thing that couldn’t be seen was the two figures.

They started to move toward me. Anticipation flooded my veins. I knew that when I saw their faces, I would understand it all.

I had been locked away, all alone,

for so long. There had to be a reason for it. These two figures held the answer. I reached my hand toward them…

Until a howl tore through the night.

I sat upright in my bed, panting for breath.

I blinked several times and shook my head vigorously. They were gone, the answers I was after had vanished with them. Tears jumped into my eyes. The answers were stolen from me again.

My mind was in a fog. It took several minutes for everything to become clear to me again. I was dreaming. It was all a dream.

I was safe and warm in the bed I shared with Blake. I had decided to take a nap after leaving the library. Why had I done that? I don’t ever take naps.

I gasped out loud as the memory of the book came back to me. I had decided to nap to clear my head.

I rubbed my temple. The information I had read about Reed pack had distrubed me. There was no way that I could be the true child of the Alpha and Luna of Reed. They only had one child and that was Helen.

The birthmark was just a coincidence. It had to be.

But why this strange dream now?

The crimson wolf and the strange silhouettes were a message, I was certain of it. I just needed a little more information and I would be able to figure out what it all meant.

There had to be an explanation for everything I had been through.

My abandonment in the old hunting cabin, my torture in Moonery, my exile to the Rogue Zone, the makeshi ft prison Blake had trapped me in during his fight to regain his throne—it all had to mean something. I couldn’t accept that it was all just cruelty and bad luck.

There were answers for me somewhere, and I needed to find them. I just couldn’t stand not knowing any longer. These dreams were coming to me for a reason. They were driving me insane.

That crimson wolf had a message for me and I had to figure out what it was if I ever wanted to sleep well again. I was going to lose my mind if I had to endure much more of this.

Reed held the answers, they had to. I needed to know what it was all about. I wasn’t going to find the answers sitting in bed.

Blake had to know something that would help. It didn’t look like I had been asleep for long, meaning he was probably still in his office.

I got out of bed and hurried down the hallway. All I had to do was ask Blake. He could give me the insight he needed. I was sure of it.

I needed to rely on him more. He had always been receptive to what I

had to say and he had always done everything he could to help me. I needed help, now. I needed to know what secret Reed held that related to my past.

If my parents really were from Reed, then maybe I could figure out who I really was.