The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1256

My mind was clouded with fury; Gale’s words were lost on me as I launched attack after attack, screaming, “Die! Just die!”

Memories of my mother, her kind eyes, and warm smile, clashed with the brutal imagery of her demise that Gale had painted for me.

Though I hadn’t witnessed her death, Gale’s vivid recounting made it hauntingly clear.

The scene was brutal, a mix of shock, bloodshed, and her apparent despair at leaving me behind.

With each thought of her, my attacks grew more forceful.

But Gale was adept at evading, confirming she was as formidable as I feared.

“Protect the alpha!”

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As I charged forward, the witches and werewolves behind Gale surged towards me.

Frowning, I realized I couldn’t spare a moment to face them, but then Caleb transformed into his wolf form, and leaped into the fray, battling on my behalf.

Caleb, as the Alpha, retained his formidable strength despite his temporary loss of authority to his father.

He grappled with multiple opponents, delaying their advance and giving me precious time.

With my mind at ease, I focused on confronting Gale.

To my surprise, Gale didn’t engage me directly.

Instead, she skillfully dodged my strikes, inching closer to where Caleb was fighting.

Debra’s POV:

I was alarmed by Gale’s odd tactics, feeling a wave of dread wash over me.

“What are you up to, Gale?”

A sudden fear gripped me, pushing me to intervene.

But at that moment, I was surrounded by a group of witches and werewolves.

They launched a vicious attack, requiring my full attention to fend them off.

My anxiety deepened as the battle raged on.

Caleb and I were holding our own, not because we matched Gale’s strength, but because she hadn’t shown her full might.

She was evading rather than confronting.

Why would she hold back unless she had a sinister plan in mind?

My worry intensified.

Was Gale concocting a nefarious plan, or was she overconfident, thinking she could defeat us effortlessly? Maybe she relished the thrill of watching us struggle before delivering the final blow.

Either possibility was alarming!

My mind raced with concern.