Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Chapter 66: Reunion 

Jennifer's POV:

Elizabeth and I were locked up in the secret room.

I tried many ways to get us both out but failed.

Anthony must have heard that I had gone missing as well.

I could imagine how anxious and worried he would be. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

How could I get us out of here? While I mulled over that thought, a tall werewolf appeared before me.

"Miss Smith, come with me."

He walked into the room, grabbed my arm, and rudely dragged me out.

"Who are you? And why are you taking Jennifer away? Let her go!"

Elizabeth pounced on the man in an effort to stop him.

"Mrs.Jones, don't worry about me.I'm concerned about your health; please take care of yourself."

I tried my best to reassure Elizabeth with a look.

Because I had no idea where we were, I was at a complete disadvantage.

It was meaningless to resist.

Besides, I did not want to get injured before I could escape together with Elizabeth.

That was why I did not struggle against my captor.

I wanted to wait and see.

The werewolf took me to another room.

"Mr.Jones, Miss Smith is here,"he reported with a respectful bow.

After making sure that I wasn't going to run, he left, closing the door behind him.

Mr.Jones? Could he have been referring to Austin? I turned to look at the man seated on the sofa, shocked.

He held his hand out to me.

"Jennifer, it's nice to see you again."

"Austin, it really is you!"I couldn't believe it.

My eyes were wide in surprise.

"You're the one who had me and Mrs.Jones imprisoned?"

"I don't think you should worry about that, Jennifer."

Austin stepped forward and grabbed my arm.

"Do you know why I brought you here? It's because...I want you to be my woman."

He leaned over to smell my neck.

"You've already slept with Anthony, right? He likes you a lot so it must feel great to fuck you.

I can't wait to try it for myself."

His lustful expression made me sick.

"Mr.Jones, I have a question."

I did my best to remain calm and respectful.I knew that if I tried to fight him, I would only lose.

"If you have a question, just ask.Stop wasting my time."

Austin's fingers stroked my cheek.

"How is Anthony?"

I asked with a smile, restraining the urge to vomit.

"He's dead," Austin sneered.

"You will never see him again."

"What? He's dead?"

I staggered backward.

No! That could not be true! Anthony wasn't dead.

Austin had to be lying.

Anthony was smart enough to pull himself out of any crisis and strong enough to fight his way out of danger.How could he be dead?

"Yes, he's dead.Jennifer, you should give up on him."

Austin hugged me and began to caress my body.

"You're better off with me anyway.If you obey me, I will consider letting you live."

I struggled in his arms but did not put my full strength into it.

Instead, I pretended to be shy.

Austin must have noticed my hesitance because he stopped what he was doing and smiled as he watched me struggle internally.

After hemming and hawing, I pretended to come to some sort of conclusion. I sighed.

"Since Anthony is dead, why should I keep wasting my time on him?" I held Austin's hand coquettishly.

"I'm willing to be your woman.You are the most honorable king of Osman Kingdom.How could I have chosen Anthony over you?"

As I flirted with Austin, I secretly gritted my teeth, waiting for an opportunity to take action.

Crazy bastard! I needed to defeat him so that I could escape and find Anthony.

To win Austin's trust, I resorted to distorting TW Sa for Wm obs facts and flattery.

"You're a smart woman, Jennifer.How admirable."

Austin fell for my compliments.

He chuckled, picked me up, and carried me over to a European-style bed.

"You are the woman Anthony liked, but now, you are mine.If he knew about this, I wonder what kind of expression he would make."

"I did like Anthony, but he's dead.It's meaningless for me to keep liking a dead man.Meanwhile, you are so smart, handsome and wealthy.Anthony is nothing compared to you.But let's stop talking about him.Let me serve you well..."

Trapped between Austin’s arms, I drew circles on his chest and smiled flirtatiously at him.

"You surprise me, Jennifer."

My compliments must have inflated Austin’s ego.

He put me down on the bed, sat at its head, and crooked his finger at me.

"Mr.Jones, let me give you a massage."

I leaned over and massaged his back and shoulders.

His eyelids drooped in pleasure, and he praised my technique.

I looked around and found a fruit knife on the bedside table.

I distracted Austin with more flattery.

Without him noticing, I grabbed the knife and hid it in my sleeve.

Not long after, Austin began to caress my body.

I didn't stop him.

I even smiled at him encouragingly.

"You're so naughty.I can't wait any longer."

I chuckled before stabbing the knife into his shoulder.Austin roared in pain and surprise.

Before he could strangle me in anger, I kicked him off the bed.

I then rushed to the door, opened it, and ran out of the room.

There was a small yard outside the house and a forest beyond the yard.

This must be Austin’s private villa.

It seemed to be located in a remote area.

"Catch that bitch!" Austin shouted.

I heard the sound of guards approaching.

I was afraid that they would catch up with me so I shifted into my wolf form and ran as fast as I could.

Eva sped through the forest.

The wind howled in our ears, and the scenery around us changed rapidly.

I only had one goal to escape and find Anthony.

I managed to lose the guards, but by then, I was exhausted.

I shifted back to my human form and pressed a hand to my chest, trying to catch my breath.

I looked up at the blue sky and white clouds.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought of Anthony.

‘My dear Anthony, please be alive and wait for me, ' I prayed in my head.

Anthony's POV:

After getting ambushed and forced to jump off a cliff, I was lucky to survive.

However, I had gotten seriously injured.

I needed to find a place where I could recover.

Fortunately, Dylan found me first.

He brought me to a log cabin in the forest on Marge Island so that I could recuperate.

It was very safe here.

No one would disturb us.

As I recovered from my injuries, I worried about my mother and Jennifer.

Dylan understood my feelings so he helped me gather any information about their whereabouts.

Today, Dylan suddenly rushed into my room with an excited expression.

"Mr.Jones, I brought someone with me.Can you guess who it is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a disheveled girl stepped out from behind him.

She looked ecstatic to see me.

"Jennifer?" I could not be more surprised.

"Am I dreaming? Is it really you?"

"It's really me, Anthony." Jennifer threw herself into my arms.

"Dylan told me everything.Someone disguised herself as me to deceive you, and that person hurt you badly, right? I suspect that Austin is the mastermind behind all this.He lied to me and told me you were dead.I knew he was lying.I could feel that my mate is still alive."

"I've also been suspecting Austin." I put my arms around her waist, bent over, and kissed her forehead.

"Where have you been? I almost went crazy when I learned that you went missing.Promise me that you will never leave me again.You're my mate.I can't live without you."

"Sorry for worrying you."

Jennifer hugged me back, stood on tiptoe, and kissed my chin.

"Anthony, I found your mother.She was locked up in a secret room inside the royal palace.Austin was the one who had her imprisoned there.The day I disappeared, I found some clues about her, which led me to the royal palace, to the secret room, and to your mother.I was locked there with your mother.One day, Austin wanted to see me, and that was when I escaped.Anthony, your mother is in danger so we should go save her."

After Jennifer shared her story, we didn't waste any more time.

We came up with a plan, broke into the royal palace accompanied by some guards, and made our way to the secret room that Jennifer had mentioned.

But when we got there, we found the room empty.

Austin must have transferred my mother to another place after Jennifer managed to escape.

We began to search for clues so that we could find my mother as soon as possible.

I firmly believed that we were going to find her.