Chapter 18

Mated To My Alpha Stepbrother 1655 words 2025-04-16 10:04:21

Alpha Scott's POV

I slammed my fist onto the mahogany desk, leaving a splintered dent in the polished wood. The crystal tumbler of whiskey by my hand trembled from the impact, amber liquid sloshing over the rim.

"What do you mean she's gone?" I growled at Marcus, who stood before me with his head slightly bowed, not meeting my eyes. Smart boy.

"The hospital staff claim she was discharged, Alpha. But the paperwork is... missing."

I grabbed the tumbler and hurled it against the wall. It shattered, sending glass and whiskey spraying across my office. The scent of alcohol filled the air, mixing with my rage.

"Discharged? With a f*****g bullet wound?" My claws extended involuntarily, digging into the wood of my desk. "And the footage?"

Marcus shifted uncomfortably. "Erased. We think the human girl—Cl……

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