Dumped Omega? Now Their Alpha King Begs at My Feet novel Chapter 19

Kai's POV

Hours later, Jax returned to my private office at the pack headquarters. He looked frustrated, an expression he rarely wore, and for the first time, he also looked spooked.

"I found nothing," he reported, dropping a datapad on my polished obsidian desk. The sound was sharp in the silent room. "It's like she's a ghost."

"I ran her image through every pack database on the continent," he continued, swiping a hand over the screen to show me the failed searches. "Facial recognition came back with zero matches. No official records, no bloodline registration, not even a rogue census hit."

"But it gets weirder, Alpha," he said, leaning forward. "The hospital security footage from that entire corridor, for the two hours she was there? It's been wiped. Not just deleted, wiped. The IT guys said it was a professional job, impossibly clean. The license plate on the SUV is registered to a shell corporation that folds back on itself a dozen times. It's a dead end."

"Officially, Alpha... she doesn't exist."

This only deepened the mystery and made my frustration grow into a cold, hard knot in my stomach. In our world, to be unregistered meant you were a rogue, a nobody, someone without power or status.

But she was the furthest thing from a nobody I had ever met. She wielded more power in her bare hands than most Alphas did with their entire packs. She didn't just exist; she commanded existence.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify