Villainess Marked For Her Alpha Chapter 131: Am I Getting Kidnapped?

Physio sessions with Mia dragged on endlessly fruitless—my legs remained lifeless dead weight under the gym mats, no twitch, no spark, no hint of strength returning despite weeks of strained exercises.

The resistance bands snapping tight against atrophied muscles, and electric stim pads buzzing futile against numb skin that prickled but never fired.

Morale sank deeper daily, a suffocating fog I couldn’t wheel away from; without my alphas’ scents anchoring like lifelines—Hellen’s honey-citrus comfort soothing my whines with murmured praises, Ivory’s chili blaze igniting faint defiant hope amid frustration, Reyes’ cedar-steel resolve steadying my shakes with quiet ’you got this’—I’d have crumbled completely, lost to the void of helplessness.

Dr. Ana eyed sharp in her crisp office, desert sage pheromones neutral as always, clipboard poised like impending judgnt. "Emily, you still haven’t brought all three alphas? Hellen, Ivory, Reyes—one session each minimum, now group dynamics?"

"They have work," I lied soft, voice small and evasive, fidgeting restless in my loose white shirt and flowing golden drape skirt that hid my limp thighs like a veil of sha, wheelchair wheels locked firm on the sterile tile floor.

Dr. Ana looked at carefully in her neat office, her eyes steady and serious. "You want to fully unlock your oga side and walk again, right? We need to test how your pheromones mix with each alpha’s—see what starts heat balance, helps nerve healing, and builds leg strength."

Her pen tapped the desk slow and steady, her sage sll getting a little stronger as she waited for to answer.

"I know," I said softly, my erald eyes dropping down with guilt. So raven hair strands fell loose from my quick bun. "I just need a bit more ti to think."

"Can you really afford to wait? The suppressants are stuck deep in your nerves. Without a full match, you might stay like this forever—no progress."

"For now... yes." Guilt hit hard inside—the therapy would change completely, their knots waking feelings I craved but feared too much, pulling past any return.

"How’s physio going? Any muscle twitches, odd tingles, or small movents?"

"No change at all. My legs feel like heavy stone—totally dead, no feeling."

She nodded like a pro doctor, writing a new prescription quick on her pad—special nerve pills to rebuild signals, two tis a day with protein als like eggs or at. She buzzed the nurse with a button, who ca fast and wheeled to the waiting room.

Soft blue walls and droopy fake plants made feel even more stuck and alone.

Hellen had city business etings today. I told Ivory and Reyes to stay at work and rest for once—I booked app bodyguards instead, reviews said they were quiet, ard, and good with dical needs like wheelchairs.

"Emily, we et again." Lily’s smooth voice ca right behind , too close for comfort, her orange hair bright under hospital lights like a danger sign. Guards? Missing completely—no texts or calls back.

I ducked my head quick, face burning hot with nerves. "You acted oga perfect—tricked the world for years with scents and everything."

"Records were free online always, sweetie. You could’ve searched too—instead believed the hype," Lily said with a sharp laugh, stepping closer, her heels clicking loud on the floor.

"Last ti you mocked loud in front of everyone. You’re just like that—a pervert hiding your alpha side."

Her face went real shock, lips wide open. "What? Pervert? Say it slower, Emily—let hear it clear."

"Pervert!" Fear jumped up my throat sharp. She grabbed my wheelchair arms fast like a cat, nails pinching my chin hard, pulling my teary erald eyes to her unreadable ones.

"Say pervert one more ti—while I sll your fear wetness. Does it make you slick, oga?" She leaned way too close, warm breath on my face, sniffing slow and deep. My scent turned scared and wet, betraying bad.

"Y-yes... pervert..."

"Is that so? What proves it, little oga— staring at your pretty neck? Or how you blush when I touch you here?" Her voice went low and an-tease, thumb rubbing my jaw soft but rough, sending unwanted shivers.

What the hell has happened to Lily? She never behaved like this before. Most of the ti, she bullied and humiliated . But now?

I am confused. And why is teasing like this?

Tears burned hot, rolling down my red cheeks. "Why bully always...? What did I do wrong to deserve this?"

Lily froze, breath quick and shaky, eyes stormy with unknown flickers—then dark smile hungry. "Love your cry face—erald eyes wet, cheeks pink, sll begging more. Makes you wet too? Tell truth, or I’ll make you admit."

"What the hell? Why are you behaving like this?!"

"Your friend... or lover... Hellen, right? She put her nose into my personal life, and I will put into yours."

"No! Stop it! You’re crazy!" I gasped shocked, voice breaking.

Did she want revenge?

"Crazy for your tears, yes—makes my alpha side throb." She yanked jade pin hard from bun—raven hair spilled wild everywhere, framing my scared wet face.

I pushed her arm weak, hands slipping on her strong muscle. "Please go away... you scare bad!"

"Scared wet—my favourite mix. Run if you can, oga—bet you can’t." Her face mixed strong need and soft regret quick—then backed off slow, shoved chair light.

Heart bood loud like drums. I wheeled fast as I could, arms aching deep burn, gold skirt snagging wheels over and over. Burst out hospital doors into bright sun stinging my eyes bad. Guards gone? Wrong path to secluded garden—bushes closed in tight, gravel rough under tires, dead quiet end trapping .

"Why the hell Lily wants revenge from ? Wait... does she wants to mark ?" Wouldn’t it be the ultimate form of revenge? I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts inside my head. Isn’t she gay? She was seen with alphas... I an, the male leads.

"Ugh, this is a bad turn—I’m completely stuck here in this dead-end spot!"

My phone shook badly in my sweaty hand as I pulled it from my skirt pocket, my fingers fumbling nervously to dial the bodyguards’ number.

No one picked up; it went straight to the auto voice beeping endlessly, leaving alone with rising panic.

Suddenly, a rough cloth smashed hard over my mouth and nose—the strong chemical sll blasted my nose like fire, chloroform burning deep into my lungs right away, making my head spin super-fast and dizzy.

"Mmmph! H-lp—mmph!" I tried to scream, but it ca out muffled and weak through the thick fabric.

A gloved hand pressed down tight over my lips, the leather squeaking loud from the pressure, while another strong arm crushed across my chest, holding my arms down hard so I couldn’t move them.

I fought back wild and crazy, pushing with all my strength—my wheelchair wheels spun fast on the gravel, kicking up clouds of dirt and small rocks, my gold skirt pulled up high showing my pale thighs, my useless legs flopping limp and doing nothing helpful.

My fists punched at the air and pounded desperately at the cloth and glove; my heart thumped wild and hard, hurting my ribs, my eyes started to blur with black spots coming quick, my chest burned from no air, throat raw and starving.

Am I getting kidnapped?!

My punches missed their heavy boots thudding close; my cries turned into wet, choking mumbles no one could hear.

The two n grunted low right near my ear, their faces hidden rough under hats, boots stepping closer fast, hands grabbing my chair hard and yanking it back with a jolt.

Fuck...

The black van door slid open with a loud screech just nearby, its engine humming low and waiting; everything spun in a sick, nauseous whirl, slowly going black, my scared sll fading weak as the last thing I felt.