The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: THE ACCOMPLICE

Some of the blood sputtered on Jasmine’s face, and she jumped as the head stopped at her feet.

All eyes turned to look at her.

She knew what they were thinking, as usual.

She, the daughter of the Alpha Bale, the one who had harmed almost everyone here, managed to hurt every pack present.

Now, he has sent an assassin to kill Xaden.

She saw the way he was looking at her from afar.

She knew that she was in trouble.

She knew that whatever moments he had been kind to her was the end of it with her.

But it didn’t make sense.

She breathed heavily.

The assassin had been warning her to leave hurriedly.

She knew he was not the one who had killed Alexander or even sent the assassin; someone else was present.

And now that they had all believed that it was the desert assassin her father had sent, there was no way they would not think that she, too, had a hand in it.

What baffled her the most was that the spy had given her and her father up.

He had said that if he died, she would send information back home.

She knew he was loyal to her father, so why had he ousted himself in such a way?

Why has he told Xaden that it was Bale who sent him?

She knew him; he would have died with the secret and never told a single soul.

But rather him saying that it was Bale that had sent him would make them all point a finger at her.

She could feel their eyes on her.

"Xaden, I was trying to tell you that you should not have killed him," Erik said.

"Why not?" Xaden asked, not taking his eyes off Jasmine. _{freēwēbnovel.com}

"Because we could have gotten more information from him," Erik said. "You are not usually like this. You know better than to make rash decisions."

Of course, he was not usually this way, but Bale had a way over him.

Hearing that Bale had sent the spy to kill him, despite his measures to keep him far away and await for the full moon.

But his skin had crawled, flashes of his dead family. Flashes of Losing his parents had driven him insane.

He had lost his mind and ripped his head apart from his neck.

And then seeing Jasmine.

Seeing the head roll to her leg was fate telling him she was evil.

That she was the Devil’s spawn and that all this while, she had had a hand in his almost murder.

His hands grew to a first.

He had not asked the spy if Jasmine had known him because he had been too scared to hear the truth.

He did not want everyone to hear.

He did not want himself to hear being told she had known that he was around.

He walked up to her, and all eyes were on her.

She looked up at him with those beautiful, big green eyes, and he felt his throat go dry.