Page 47 of Alpha's Secret Baby

Alarm marked the doctor’s face as he admitted, “Without knowing what exactly the poison was or what quantity was given, I can’t do anything more at the moment. I’d need the poison to engineer an antidote. Until I have that, this is the best I can do.”

I clenched my fists, reeling at this news. I whipped around to my Beta. “I want you and Jason and a team to go and capture the Bloodmoon wolves who fled into the woods. Bring them back to the pack prison.” I locked eyes with Bert. “Find out who did this and what they used. Your Luna’s life depends on this.”

Bert gritted his jaw, his eyes blazing with fury, and he nodded as he charged off to find my Gamma and the team of wolves.

I paced the room, and my fists clenched as I strode up and down my bedroom. Who had dared do this to my mate? My gaze roved over Cherry’s damp face, and I smoothed away her blond hair from her burning skin.

Cherry’s dad sat on the edge of the bed. He tugged at his beard as his worried gaze tracked over his daughter.

My mom pulled me away from my mate and hugged me.

My dad clapped a shoulder on my back. “She’s going to be okay, son.”

Fear blared through me. I felt as if I couldn’t breathe as dread twisted my insides. Everything felt tight as my muscles refused to relax, screaming at not being able to do anything for my mate. I needed to do more.

My gaze fell on Cherry’s dad. “Mike? Fern should be here, would you–”

“I’m on it,” he said, jumping up and hurrying out of the room. Perhaps, like me, he wanted to do something for Cherry.

As soon as Fern arrived, she rushed to my side, her tearful gaze telling me that her grandfather had told her that her mom wasn’t well. I took my daughter’s small hand in mine and brought her over to sit on my knee as we both silently guarded Cherry.

It was hours later when my Beta finally stalked into the room. Fern had long since fallen asleep, and I’d put her to sleep the spare bedroom. Cherry’s dad was resting on the couch, and my mom and dad had returned to their house with the order to call them if anything changed.

When Bert appeared looking grim, I looked at Cherry’s dad. “Mike, I need to speak to Bert. Would you watch over Cherry?”

Mike nodded, stalking back to the bedroom to guard my mate.

As soon as I was outside, Bert said, “We caught the last of the Bloomoon wolves.” His eyebrows drew together, and his ordinarily kind mouth was hard. “The only female we found among them was Lucy.”

I instantly understood his look of contempt. Unlike Cherry, who had inspired so many of the women to fight alongside the males of our pack, Lucy hadn’t joined her pack’s fight out of loyalty. Instead, there was only one reason she’d fought. Vengeance.

Instantly, I strode alongside Bert toward the pack prison as he said, “She won’t tell me where the poison is.”

“She’ll damn well tell me,” I rumbled, stalking into the barn that housed our prison. Inside, Jason, my Gamma, awaited us. And we all took the staircase down into the bowels of the earth.

Rushing down the steps two at a time, I strode to the center of the room, where a naked woman with wavy brown hair and pointed features was tied up. Further back, I noticed ten or so males, their wrists and ankles similarly bound.

Lucy’s throaty chuckle rang off the earthen walls. “I told you, you’d pay, Dylan.”

I grabbed her hair, pulling it back to make her stare up at me. “Tell me what you gave my mate and how much.”

Lucy smiled tauntingly. “You can’t make me talk, Dylan.”

My Alpha will flooded my stare, and I used all of my power as I said, “I am the Alpha of Starsmoon. And since I crushed your pack. You belong to me. You are mine to command. Now, tell me what you gave my mate and where the poison is.” Wrath beat through me as I jerked her hair further back, making me stare into my eyes.

Each of my words fell like rocks into a lake, and I could see Lucy straining against them, but she soon ground out, “It was wolfsbane. I put it on my claws. The vial is in my clothes. In the upper field.”

My heart leaped. With the vial, the doctor would be able to treat my mate.

My gaze snapped to my Gamma. “Jason, go find it quickly.” He rushed out to retrieve the poison.

As my gaze wound over Lucy’s seething face, I felt hatred flare. I paced up and down, every moment both hoping and fearing to hear Jason’s footsteps return. Eventually, his heavy steps sounded on the stairs, and with eagerness, he set the vial in my hand.

Relief crashed through me. I’d get this to the doctor, and my mate would be healed.

But first…

My gaze fell on Bert, “scratch her.”