Chapter 446 I’ll Take You With Mc


    Chapter 446 I’ll Take You With Me


    Seeing the spark of hope light up in Rianne’s eyes, Ste gave her a firm nod. “Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.” <ul><li>5 Free Coins </li></ul>


    As she spoke, she pulled out her phone and dialed Abraham. “I’m bringing Rianne with me to Falvaria. Things are a littleplicated with Tempest.”


    Just two sentences.


    Rianne gripped the nket tightly, clearly nervous.


    On the other end, Abraham paused briefly, then said, “I’ll take care of it.”


    Just four simple words, calm and unshaken. But Rianne heard them clearly through the speaker, and her entire body rxed.


    Ste said, “Alright. Can you have Eddiee to the hospitalter?”


    Eddie was a doctor–if Rianne <b>was </b>going to travel tonight, she’d need to go through all the necessary evaluations and tests.


    Abraham replied, “Of course.”


    His voice, as always, carried that indulgent warmth.


    They exchanged a few more words before hanging up. Ste turned to Rianne. “It’s settled.”


    Rianne gave a bitter smile. “Ste, I’m really jealous of you.”


    Falvaria’s Abraham–the name alone carried weight. And yet Ste could speak to him however she liked. If she asked, he would respond.


    Ste went quiet. She understood exactly what Rianne meant. She had once believed Rianne and Tempest had that kind of bond, too.


    But now… for Rianne to be pushed this far, something in that rtionship had clearly crossed a line.


    Back in Falvaria.


    Tessa was lying in bed, parched beyond belief. She’d eaten way too much of that salty pasta. Her throat felt like it was on fire.


    She wanted to go downstairs for water, but she was afraid Victor and that low–IQ goon were still around.


    If they saw her and said the wrong thing, it would only make Victor angrier.


    And she’d be the one to suffer for it…


    Then Ste called, telling her that Rianne wasing to Falvaria too.


    Tessa was stunned. “She’sing to visit? Is Tempesting with her?”


    In her mind, where there was Rianne, there was Tempest.


    No–more urately, wherever Tempest was, Rianne would be there too. Because Tempest always took her with him.


    Ste said, “No.”


    “Huh? Tempest is okay with that?”


    Would he even allow Rianne to go anywhere alone? For years, no matter where Tempest went, Rianne was always by his side.


    Before Ste could respond, someone knocked on Tessa’s door.


    She jumped, gripping her phone tightly. “Who is it?”


    It’s time to change your bandage.”


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    Chapter 446 I’ll Take You With Me


    Victor’s voice–cold and clipped–came through the door.


    Tessa froze.


    Wasn’t he surrounded by staff? Why did <i>he </i>have to do this?


    If this were Rivermount, she’d absolutely throw some snarkyments at him.


    But now?


    She didn’t dare.


    She mumbled into the phone, “Talk to me once you’re back in Falvaria.<b>” </b>


    Victor was too much. She could barely <bst </b>another minute around him–but had no choice.


    It was maddening.


    She hung up and went to open the door, only to find that Victor was already gone.


    She peeked down the stairs–no sign of him. He was probably in his room.


    The others from earlier were gone too. The house was quiet.


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    She took the chance to rush to the kitchen and gulp down some water. Her throat had practically turned to sandpaper.


    Once her thirst was under control, she crept over to Victor’s room.


    She’d learned her lesson by now.


    She knocked gently, then pressed her ear to the door to listen.


    Too many unexpected incidents had happened in this room. She was fully traumatized.


    Finally, a low voice came from inside. “Come in.”


    Tessa pushed the door open slowly.


    She didn’t even dare look at him directly. Instead, she lowered her gaze and cautiously let her eyes drift upward.


    And then–there he was. Shirtless.


    Tessa’s poor heart nearly burst from her chest.


    Seriously–why couldn’t this man keep his clothes on?


    Her gaze identallynded on his well–defined chest, muscr and toned. And that wolf tattoo–fierce, alive–its snarling eyes seemed to leap from his skin, ready to tear her apart.


    Only now did she realize: the pattern that had always peeked out from his cor was the wolf’s eyes.


    You couldn’t tell what it was before.


    But now<b>… </b>


    It was terrifying. That tattoo exuded such intensity it made her stomach knot up.


    “What are you standing there for? Come here.”


    His voice snapped her back to reality.


    She clutched the doorframe tighter and stammered, “P–put on a shirt first.”