The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 229 Damnit. He had a point. But something still had to be done. Every minute that passed felt like taking a risk all on its own. "Call lan," Alexander instructed. "Tell him to get here as soon as possible." lan was Alexander's high-level healer and well-trusted friend of many years. When the car accident first occurred and Alexander realized what was going on, he had reached out to lan to have all the medical documents fabricated and the story of him becoming paralyzed and badly injured took root in the public eye. Needless to say, he trusted lan with his life.

If anyone was going to be able to help Evelyn it was him. The only problem was hoping that the man would get there in time. Every moment was vital from that point on. "lan will be here as soon as possible," Oliver informed him. "What about the others? Have they caught anyone who was. here?" Most if not all of Alexander's emotions were numb from the initial shock. For the time being, he considered it a blessing. If he had access to his feelings, there was no telling what he would do. ---- Oliver gave a tempered look and slowly shook his head.

"We think that whoever was down here knew that there was another way out of here," he explained. "So far, we haven't found anyone." Alexander clenched his jaw and curled his hands into aggravated fists. Had he been able to feel the full force of his anger, the walls would have been shaking "| will not let them get away," he snarled. "There's a possible chance that this place could have more hidden rooms like this. Have the men search the entire property. Check everything." Oliver nodded his head and turned on his heels. Alexander didn't want to leave her side-not for any reason.

Evelyn started to let out short, soft whimpers. Her body jerked and shook against the table, causing his nerves to quake. Alexander tried to keep her steady, should she end up accidentally hurting herself even further. He couldn't bear to see her in such a state. It was enough to bring him to his knees. "Shh. Shh," he hushed softly. "It's going to be okay." Deep down, he knew he had no right to make such a promise. His heart ached from the unnerving possibility that what he was saying could be a lie. ---- No. | won't lose her. | can't. He had to stay strong for the two of them.

Oliver returned not too long after. Alexander noticed that his gaze hadn't let up from the floor, indicating that the search was still on. "We will find those responsible, sir. But in lieu of us waiting for the doctor, tell me your thoughts." It was a mental tactic-a way to keep Alexander's mind from falling to pieces. A way of letting him slip into the darkest version of himself. Oliver knew ways to keep him stable when the stakes were high. "This wasn't just an attack," Alexander noted.

"With this much blood loss, they were planning on killing her." "Who do you believe to be responsible?" "Isabella Silverwood." "Was she alone in this horrible act?" "No." "Who possibly would have to gain from hurting Evelyn?" "Aside from Isabella, perhaps...Samantha." ---- Oliver tilted his head in skepticism. "Look closer at Evelyn's injuries. The precision. The person who made these lacerations knew exactly where to cut in order to make the blood flow slower and make the pain last longer.

Who do we know that possesses that kind of surgical knowledge?" The first emotion to break through his veil of numbness...Rage. An icy shiver raced down his spine and crept around to clutch at his heart. He knew exactly who it was. His mouth pulled into a murderous sneer. "...Fiona."