Alpha's Dark Desires-Chapter 147: Finding Her Again

Dean’s POV:

The guy looked like he hadn’t eaten or slept in days—which, honestly, might’ve been true. His hair was a mess, his jaw locked so tight I thought his teeth might shatter, and his eyes? Pure feral rage.Yeah, Kane was on the verge of snapping.But who said I didn’t have my own shit to deal with?Unlike Kane, I wasn’t pacing like a caged animal or throwing maps across the room. I was handling this my way. Which meant drowning myself in whiskey, leaning back in my chair like I didn’t have a care in the world, and ignoring the growing storm inside me.But the truth?I was barely holding on.Because the darkness inside me—the very thing I had spent years keeping in check—was festering.Feeding.It took my worry, my frustration, my fury at that bastard Ace for taking my little wolf, and it twisted it into something deeper, darker.And the worst part?I didn’t know how much longer I could keep it under control.

I didn’t sleep that night.Not because I couldn’t.But because the darkness wouldn’t let me.It whispered to me. Showed me flashes of Elena. Trapped. With him.And I felt it—her emotions bleeding through the bond.Fear.Confusion.And something else.Something that made my blood boil.Because if there was one thing I knew about Ace, it was that he was dangerous.Not because of his strength.Not because of his power.But because he had a way of getting inside your head.And if he got into Elena’s head...I didn’t know what I’d do.But I knew one thing.I wasn’t going to let that bastard win.For weeks, I had been trying to invade her mind.Every night, without fail, I reached out, hoping—praying—that I’d find her.And every night?Nothing.But tonight?

I had been trying every night, invading her dreams like I always did. But this time, the Moon Goddess finally seemed to smile on me.

Because there she was.

Sleeping.

Peaceful.

While Kane and I were going insane.

I materialized beside her on the bed, resting on my elbow as I watched her breathe.

"Sleeping so soundly, little wolf," I murmured, my voice soft but laced with frustration. "While we’re losing our fucking minds."

Her eyes fluttered open.

Usually, when I entered her dreams, I took control of her visual body—just enough to keep her from breaking the connection too soon.

But tonight?

I let her be.

She blinked a few times before realizing I was in her head again.

Then, like a startled kitten, she scrambled away from me, practically falling off the bed.

I smirked. "Dramatic much?"

She pointed an accusing finger at me. "You’re doing it again!"

"Yes," I said simply. "Because I miss you."

Her lips parted slightly like she wanted to say something.

But she didn’t.

She just looked at me, hesitation flickering in her gaze.

I sighed. "We can’t find you, Elena. Wherever you are... it’s like you’re in a different fucking world."

Her brows furrowed slightly, and for a second, I thought she might slip up and tell me something useful.

But then?

She pressed her lips together, shaking her head.

I clenched my fists. "Didn’t you miss me even a little?"

She swallowed hard.

I so badly wanted to reach out to her. To touch her. To drag her back.

But if I got too close? If I pushed too hard?

She would cut the connection.

And I couldn’t risk that.

So instead, I played dirty.

"You blocked Kane, didn’t you?" I asked, my voice quieter now.

Her lips trembled. "Is he okay?"

There was something fragile in her voice—something that made my jaw clench.

"Is he back to normal?" she added,

"Is he okay?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.There it was.That small crack in her defenses.She still cared."Is he back to normal?" she added, referring to the darkness she had left him drowning in.I let out a slow exhale. "Yeah, he’s back. The same annoying self he always is."I let the words sink in before I added, "But this time? He’s broken. He blames himself for your disappearance."I watched as her fingers clenched the sheets, guilt flickering across her face.Good.She should feel guilty.Because she was ours.And she had run.I wasn’t sure if I was saying this for Kane’s sake.Or my own.But if using his pain got her to come back to us?Then so be it.

Just when I thought I had her—just when she was about to tell me something—

I felt it.

That familiar, fucking sickening pull.

And then—

Darkness.

Like being yanked out of existence.

Fuck.

Someone woke her up.

My body jolted as I snapped back into my own mind, my connection to her severed instantly.

And just like that?

I was back.

Alone.

With nothing to show for it.

I ran a hand through my hair, clenching my jaw.

I should’ve felt relieved that I finally saw her.

That she was okay.

But it only made the frustration worse.

Because she was right there.

And I still couldn’t reach her.

I let out a rough breath and slammed my fist into the nearest wall, feeling the stone crack under my strength.

That was the closest I’d been to her in weeks.

And I fucking lost it.

Again.

I stood there, breathing hard, my fist still pressed against the cracked wall.

I could feel the darkness in me coiling, writhing, hungry—feeding off my anger, my frustration, my helplessness.

I saw her. I had her. And then... gone.

Just like that.

"Fuck!" I roared, slamming my other fist into the wall, sending debris crumbling to the floor.

Kane, who had been pacing like a caged animal on the other side of the room, snapped his head toward me. His eyes—wild, haunted, desperate—locked onto mine.

"What happened?" His voice was sharp, barely controlled.

I exhaled harshly, rolling my shoulders before turning to face him. "I found her."

His entire body went rigid.

"What?"

I clenched my jaw. "I fucking found her, Kane. She was sleeping. I got in."

For a moment, there was only silence.

Then—

"Where is she?" His voice was low, dangerous.

I shook my head. "I don’t know."

His nostrils flared, his fists clenching at his sides. "You—" He stopped, gritting his teeth like he was holding back the urge to rip me apart.

I met his glare, unbothered. "I told you, she’s not in this part of the world. It’s like she’s somewhere completely off the grid, in some kind of fortress. I couldn’t get a single fucking clue from her surroundings. Nothing looked familiar. And before she could tell me anything, she woke up."

"Or someone woke her up." Kane’s voice was deadly quiet.

I nodded.

We both knew who the someone probably was.

Ace.

That fucking rogue.

My muscles tensed as I thought about that bastard.

I didn’t know what the hell he wanted with our mate, but if he thought for even a second that he could keep her—

He was dead wrong.

"She blocked you, didn’t she?" I muttered, watching the way Kane’s jaw locked.

His hands trembled slightly at his sides before he exhaled and nodded.

"I can’t reach her," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can’t feel her emotions, can’t talk to her, can’t even get a fucking flicker from the bond."

I studied him. Kane was a wreck.

Dark circles under his eyes. His skin too pale for a wolf. His body too tense, like he was barely holding himself together.

I wasn’t going to say it out loud, but he looked like he was on the verge of going feral.

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I didn’t blame him.

I was barely keeping my own shit together, and I had the advantage of at least being able to see her, even if it was just through dreams.

He had nothing.

I knew that was killing him.

"So what now?" Kane muttered, running a hand through his hair.

I exhaled.

"We need a new plan," I admitted. "We’ve wasted too much time chasing dead leads. If Ace wanted to be found, we would’ve found him by now."

Kane let out a bitter chuckle. "So we just sit here and wait for him to make the next move?"

"Hell no." I scoffed. "That’s what he expects. We need to think like him. Get ahead of him before he plays us again."

Kane’s eyes darkened. "And how the fuck do we do that?"

I smirked.

By being the monsters we were born to be.

But first—

"We need to find out what he wants with Elena," I said. "If he’s keeping her alive and treating her like some fucking princess, then that means she’s valuable to him."

Kane’s fists clenched. "He’d marked her, wouldn’t he?"

I went rigid.

I hadn’t thought of that.

If Ace had the audacity to put his fucking mark on our mate—

I growled lowly, my fangs elongating.

"She didn’t have a mark when I saw her," I admitted. "But that doesn’t mean he won’t try."

Kane’s breathing turned ragged. I could see his wolf fighting for control.

"If he touches her—"

"He’s dead," I finished for him.

Because if Ace so much as laid a hand on her?

I’d tear him apart myself.

No hesitation. No mercy.

And Kane?

Well, Kane would burn the whole fucking world down.

This wasn’t just about finding her anymore.

It was about getting her back.

And I was done playing nice.

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