Attachment 420

In Chapter 420 of “Attachment 420,” Elias observes a girl named Mina as she leaves the kitchen, her departure imbued with a sense of finality that stirs emotions within him. Meanwhile, Calista, who is sitting beside him, is overly affectionate, making him uncomfortable. As he tries to focus on the delicious food in front of him, his mind drifts back to the chaotic events of the morning when he was approached by a group of women expressing their gratitude for his leadership. The overwhelming attention leads him to a quiet alley where he unexpectedly encounters Mina, whose captivating scent leaves him intrigued and puzzled.

Calista shares Mina’s backstory, revealing that she is an orphan taken in by Calista’s family out of pity. She describes Mina as lacking any magical abilities, which adds to her bitterness, especially since Calista has inherited their mother’s gift. Elias, however, finds Mina’s defiance and spirit fascinating, contrasting with Calista’s condescending portrayal. The chapter highlights Elias’s growing curiosity about Mina, despite being warned against getting too close to her.

As the chapter progresses, Elias feels compelled to apologize to Mina for their earlier encounter but realizes he hasn’t seen her since. His desire to uncover the truth about her deepens, especially as he reflects on his own upbringing and the allure of the forbidden. After a brief interaction with Calista, who expresses a desire to see him again, Elias decides to leave, feeling a mix of obligation and intrigue.

Just as he steps outside, he is interrupted by his Beta, Ezra, who is struggling with his new role. Elias reassures him but is soon distracted by a shadow that catches his eye. He watches as Mina vanishes into the forest, bow in hand, leaving him with a smile and a sense of anticipation about their next encounter. The chapter captures Elias’s internal conflict and growing fascination with Mina, setting the stage for future developments in their relationship.

**TITLE: Attachment 420**

**Chapter 420 Intrigued**

**ELIAS**

I observed her as she exited the kitchen, her footsteps quick and purposeful. The edges of her cloak brushed against the doorframe, a fleeting reminder of her presence as she slipped into the back of the house, leaving no glance back. There was a sense of finality in her departure that stirred something within me.

In stark contrast, the girl beside me—Calista—was far too close for comfort. Her hand was almost glued to my arm, rubbing it as if she were trying to buff it to a gleaming finish.

I stole a glance at her hand, then redirected my focus to the plate before me.

The food was delightful. My earlier exclamation of surprise had not been mere politeness; I was genuinely taken aback. I couldn’t recall having tasted anything quite like this before. Perhaps it was just that my mother had never been much of a cook, or maybe it was a mix of both.

Despite the limited ingredients, the dish radiated warmth and satisfaction. A person capable of crafting such comfort food didn’t align with the narrative Calista was weaving.

I speared another piece of meat, savoring the flavors as my thoughts wandered back to the events of that morning.

I had been engaged in my routine rounds around Montrose, ensuring that the new rebuilding plans were being implemented, confirming guard rotations, and assisting civilians who still flinched at the slightest loud noise. It was during this time that a group of women spotted me.

And that’s when the chaos erupted.

A cacophony of voices erupted around me: “Alpha Elias!” “Thank you!” “Could you please sign this?” “Wait, just one picture!”

I didn’t mind the attention; gratitude was certainly preferable to fear. However, being chased down a narrow plaza by a dozen women of various ages was a bit overwhelming. I maneuvered through the throng, ducking beneath a vendor’s tarp, and made my way toward a quieter alley, only to collide with her.

Even beneath her heavy black cloak, her scent enveloped me like a powerful embrace, striking me right in the chest.

She had claimed not to wear perfume, which left me puzzled. No one could smell that intoxicating without some form of aid. It wasn’t natural—certainly not for werewolves, and definitely not for witches.

Unless…

No.

I swiftly quashed that thought.

Mates had a magnetic pull, a connection that transcended logic. I had studied this phenomenon relentlessly in my youth, especially after being told that I might never have a mate at all.

What I felt around Mina was not that.

She was not my mate.

I was jolted back to the present when Calista leaned her cheek into her hand, letting out an exaggerated sigh.

“Don’t let your curiosity about her get the best of you,” she advised lightly. “And for heaven’s sake, don’t get too close.”

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. “What do you mean by that?”

She offered me a pitying smile, as if I were a child who didn’t understand the dangers lurking in the shadows. “We took her in out of pity. She’s an orphan, you see. Her father abandoned her mother before she was even born, and her mother died during childbirth.”

A frown creased my forehead as I absorbed her words.

Calista continued, her voice laced with condescension. “My mother is her mother’s sister, so we took her in as a charitable act.”

“And,” she added with a melodramatic sigh, “she lacks any gift.”

“Is that so?” I inquired, genuinely intrigued.

She nodded enthusiastically. “As witches, we all possess some form of magic. The most common are weak telekinesis and the ability to brew simple potions.” She waved her fingers in the air, as if demonstrating her own prowess. “I have a remarkably green thumb. Plants seem to lean toward me. I inherited that from my aunt. But Mina? She has nothing. She’s bitter about it, especially since I inherited her mother’s gift.”

Calista leaned in closer, her voice dropping conspiratorially. “I suspect she resents me a bit for it.”

I pursed my lips, feeling a sense of disbelief.

That didn’t seem to align with the girl who had slapped my hand away earlier, her spirit aflame with defiance.

If anything—

She was all the more fascinating.

***

I couldn’t linger much longer; there were still numerous tasks awaiting my attention, so I resolved to leave. The only reason I had stayed longer was that I wanted to speak to Mina again, to offer an apology.

Yet, I hadn’t seen her since my inquiry about her hood.

I knew I shouldn’t be curious about it. But if there was one thing about me, it was that the more something was hidden or deemed forbidden, the more it captivated my interest.

The more my parents attempted to shield me from certain things, the greater my desire to uncover them.

Calista had excused herself to her room for a moment, her incessant chatter beginning to overwhelm me. By the time she returned, I was already positioned in the doorway, ready to make my exit.

“I hope we see each other soon,” she said, her voice brightening.

“We’ll be traversing all of Montrose until everything is complete,” I replied sincerely. “So we will cross paths again soon.”

Her smile widened, a genuine spark lighting her eyes. “I’m looking forward to it.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to accompany you?” she asked, stepping closer, her eyes searching mine.

“I’ll be fine. Thank you,” I responded, trying to maintain a polite distance.

Disappointment flickered across her face, but she quickly masked it, waving as I stepped outside. I returned her farewell with a proper goodbye and began walking down the dirt path.

I had barely taken ten steps when my Beta, a rookie named Ezra, called out to me. He had only been on the job for a month and was still navigating the awkwardness of his new role. He had recently succeeded his father and was striving to prove his competence.

“Alpha, where are you?” he asked, his voice tinged with anxiety. “I’m being bombarded with questions I can’t answer!”

I chuckled softly to myself. “Alright, alright. I’m on my way back.”

But just as I turned the corner, something caught my eye—a shadow flitting at the edge of my vision, gliding through the narrow alley as if it were weightless.

With a swift motion, I ended the call. A small smile crept onto my lips as I watched Mina vanish into the depths of the forest, a bow clutched firmly in her hands.

In the aftermath of the day’s whirlwind, Elias stood at the crossroads of curiosity and obligation, his thoughts anchored by the enigmatic presence of Mina. The warmth of Calista’s company paled in comparison to the spark ignited by Mina’s defiance and the mystery that surrounded her. As he watched her slip into the forest, a sense of longing washed over him, intertwining with the responsibilities that weighed on his shoulders. The allure of the unknown beckoned him, challenging the boundaries he had always respected. Elias felt an undeniable pull toward Mina, a connection that suggested there was more to her story, and perhaps even to his own.

With each step he took away from Calista and toward the promise of the forest, Elias embraced the uncertainty that lay ahead. The shadows of doubt that had clouded his heart began to dissipate, replaced by a burgeoning hope that perhaps, in uncovering Mina’s truth, he might also discover a deeper part of himself. The emotional arc of his day had shifted from mere duty to a quest for understanding, igniting a fire within him that he had long thought extinguished. As he ventured forward, he realized that the journey ahead was not just about rebuilding Montrose, but about forging connections that could transcend the darkness of their pasts.

In the next chapter, readers can expect a deepening of the enigmatic connection between Elias and Mina as he grapples with his burgeoning curiosity and the implications of her mysterious past. With Mina’s unexpected departure into the forest, the tension escalates—Elias’s instincts urge him to follow, but the weight of Calista’s warnings lingers in his mind. What secrets does the forest hold, and will Elias dare to uncover them? The stakes are higher than ever as he contemplates the true nature of his feelings, caught between his duty as Alpha and an undeniable pull toward the girl shrouded in shadows.

Moreover, as Elias navigates the complexities of his role, Ezra’s inexperience may lead to unforeseen challenges that could threaten the fragile peace in Montrose. With the town still recovering from chaos, Elias must balance the demands of leadership while delving into the depths of Mina’s character. Will he uncover the truth behind her lack of magical gifts, or will it lead him down a path fraught with danger? Anticipation builds as Elias stands at the precipice of discovery, and readers will be left wondering if he will risk everything to understand the girl who has captivated his thoughts and stirred his heart.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.