The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445: COLLATERAL DAMAGE

"You know what?" He said as he very gently snatched the weird band from the woman.

She gasped.

"I think I’ll just take that back." He said.

She was startled.

"Why do you want to do that?" She asked.

"I don’t think I’m interested anymore. You’re too Expensive for me." He said.

She gasped at his words. "Wel... uhm... what..... fine. You can give me for fifteen wolfang."

And there it was.

He was a little boy, but he knew adults well enough.

She simply wanted to make him stay.

She opened her palm for him to give the wrist band.

He shook his head. "No don’t worry. I really am not interested anymore."

She gasped at him in disbelief.

"Alright ten." She said.

"No I don’t want it anymore." He said and then quickly added. "Thank you."

Look we don’t do refunds. Once you pay I cannot give you your money back."

He felt the eyes on him and he further began to panic.

"That’s fine keep the money." He said as he saw two guards discussing and looking at him.

From the corner of his eyes he saw another set of guards slowly walking around.

Marro’s heart pounded in his ears as he gripped the wrist band tightly. From the corner of his eye, the guards were starting to move toward him, their hands resting on the hilts of their weapons, suspicion written all over their faces.

"Hey, you!" one of them barked, pointing in his direction.

Marro didn’t wait to hear more.

He spun on his heels and darted away from the stall, shoving past people in the crowded market. The woman screamed something after him, but her voice was drowned in the sudden commotion.

"Stop him!" a guard roared.

Marro’s breath hitched as he pushed harder, weaving through startled villagers. Fruits tumbled from baskets, curses rang out, and the guards thundered after him.

He didn’t look back.

He couldn’t.

His legs burned and his lungs screamed, but the fear driving him was greater. He shot down an alley between two stone buildings, vaulted over a cart, and took a sharp turn into a narrow path that led to the forest’s edge.

"Get him!" another voice yelled behind him.

He bolted into the trees, heart racing as branches whipped across his face and arms. The forest welcomed him like an old friend, but he didn’t slow down. He could hear the guards crashing through the underbrush, yelling to each other, but he knew the terrain better.

His friend had once taught him how to move in the wild without being seen.

Now, that lesson was his only hope.

Marro dropped low, ducking behind a thick tree trunk, forcing his breathing to slow. He crawled through ferns, scooting into a hollow beneath a fallen log. The guards rushed past, their boots pounding against the damp soil, shouting to one another in frustration.

He pressed his body flat to the ground and waited, counting every breath until the sounds of pursuit faded into silence.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Back at home, his mother stood at the window, nervously glancing out every few seconds. She had a bad feeling in her chest, one she couldn’t shake. The hour was nearly up.

The front door burst open.

Her heart leapt as her mate stormed inside, his face etched with fury.

"Where is he?" he demanded.

She blinked. "Who?"

"Marro!" he snapped. "Where is our son?"

She froze, then lowered her eyes. "I... I let him go out to play. Just for an hour. He, he wanted to hunt rabbits."

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