Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 21

Anthony's POV: 

"Anthony, you..."My mother was too angry to speak.

"Mom, don't worry.I'll go and look for her myself,"I assured her.

I had to admit that I also felt bad.

An inexplicable panic gripped me, making it hard for me to calm down.

It was the first time that I had felt such a feeling.

Accompanied by a group of attendants, I went into the jungle to look for Jennifer.

We searched every possible place, but found no sign of her.

Without giving up, we went to the innermost part of the jungle.

I knew that a woman as strong as Jennifer might have reached the depths of the jungle.

But as time went by, my mind was in a mess.

My movements became more and more frantic as I passed through the messy vines, not even caring if the thorns scratched my arms.

Blood seeped from them.Soon, it was almost dawn.

A whole night had passed, but I hadn't found Jennifer yet.

"Mr.Jones, let's go back.Miss Jennifer may no longer be on this island."

An attendant tried to persuade me.

But just then, my senses turned to high alert.

As her mate, I knew her scent, and I could faintly smell it at the moment.

At first, I thought it was just the traces of Jennifer's scent lingering behind after she passed through this part of the jungle, but as I walked around, the smell grew stronger and stronger.

"Zane, do you smell anything?"I asked my wolf.

Wolves were undoubtedly more sensitive to smells.

"Yes, I think Jennifer is nearby."

"Look nearby.Don't leave an inch unsearched,"I ordered.

Not long after, my attendants came to report to me that they had found a pit.

I quickly strode over to the pit, which was hidden by weeds.

I shoved the weeds aside and found that the pit was very deep.

I couldn't see what was inside, but the strong smell of blood entered my nostrils.

It was the smell of Jennifer's blood, and it was so strong that it made me feel dizzy.

I knew for sure that Jennifer was in the pit.

But what would be her condition now? Just when I was about to jump down, an attendant stopped me and said, "Mr.Jones, I'll go down first."

"No, I'll go down myself."

I jumped down the pit on my own regardless of my attendant’s dissuasion, even though I knew it might be dangerous in the pit.

Obviously, I was being impulsive, but I didn't care.

Sure enough, when I was about to land, I sensed many sharp wooden sticks poking out of the bottom of the pit.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

I stretched out my arms to grip the walls of the pit, and carefully slid to the bottom.

Although I was mentally prepared for whatever sight would greet me, my heart still twitched badly when I saw Jennifer covered with blood.

She was unconscious, and seemed to be barely able to breathe.

The ground of the pit was painted scarlet in her blood, making my flesh crawl.

"Jennifer!"

Calling her name loudly, I tried to pull out the sticks that had nailed her.

My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and my palms were stained with a large amount of her blood.

A shocking amount of blood was gurgling down her body.

Perhaps it was because she heard my voice, or perhaps it was because of the pain caused by the sticks being removed, but Jennifer opened her eyes a little before closing them again.

That small movement was enough to give me a glimmer of hope.

I picked her up and carried her out of the pit.

Then, carrying her in my arms, I ran wildly to the hospital.

She was in so much pain that she kept twitching, and her lips turned blue.

Her whole body was ice-cold, and blood kept gushing out of her wounds.

At the hospital, I watched as the nurses pushed Jennifer into the emergency room.

Standing there in the corridor, I found my clothes were all stained with her blood.