Chapter 42 The Recording
<b>Aubrey’s </b>POV
+8 Pearls
Alpha Henry didn’t speak to my dad. He didn’t even stand up. But my dad wasn’t angry–in fact, he <b>seemed </b>relieved. I understood. He was just a gamma. He’d always gone out of his way to avoid the powerful <b>aura </b>that came with an alpha.
On the way home, I got out of the car and bought a phone. Then I told Dad, “Take me to the Miguel family’s old estate.”
“What for?” he asked, puzzled. “The alpha isn’t staying there.”
That was exactly why I wanted to go.
It was my own fault–I had been too quick to mention the recording device to Alpha Henry. I’d forgotten that while it did contain Mariana’s request for me to make drugs, it also held other things. Things that must never reach Alpha Henry’s ears–those foolish, love–soaked monologues from my teenage years.
On the way there, I gave E a brief rundown of the situation. She seemed calm and unbothered, which helped put me at ease too. One way or another, I’d awakened my wolf. Sooner orter, I’d fully harness alpha–level power.
When we arrived at the old estate, Dad waited in the car while I went in alone.
Adelyn was delighted to see me! She clearly didn’t know those two bastards had been acting on Bailey’s orders. If she had, she would’ve stood up for me and made Bailey pay. Clearly, Charles had used his <b>power </b>to bury the incident–for the sake of the Lynn family’s reputation, and for Bailey’s.
I smiled and let it go. I had no intention of using the dinner party incident against Bailey. Once the truth came out, people would be more interested in whether or not I had been vited than in the actual truth.
“My phone fell into the garden near the second house when I was running that night,” I said. “Ca. u help me look for it? There’s something important in it.”
Adelyn agreed right away with a smile.
“That’s no trouble at all!“.
She quickly sent the servants out to search and promised I’d have it back soon.
I let out a breath of relief. Alpha Henry was likely handling pack matters and wouldn’te back to the estate anytime soon. I still had time!
But then, someone returned with news-
“Ms. Aubrey’s phone was already retrieved by the butler. He gave it to the alpha. It’s in the study.”
I closed my eyes in agony. Damn it. I rushed as fast as I could–how did he beat me here? Did he <b>fly</b>?
<b>Henry’s </b>POV
“Alpha, this phone was found in the garden. It should belong to Ms. Aubrey,” <b>the </b><b>butler </b><b>said</b><b>, </b><b>offering </b>the phone.
I took it and immediately noticed the tiny recorder <b>hanging </b>from the <b>phone </b><b>charm</b>,
<b>13:55 </b><b>Tue</b><b>, </b><b>12 </b><b>Aug </b>
Chapter 42 The Recording
So Aubrey hadn’t lied….
Still, I wanted to be sure. I hit y, and the small device began to y.
peate
“January 7th. I saw him again today. He’s so good–looking. He’s like light itself. It must feel so <b>warm </b><b>to </b><b>be </b><b>in </b>his glow<b>…. </b>
It was Aubrey’s voice, filled with longing. I froze. Was this… her diary? About me?
A slow, amused smile spread across my face as the recorder continued.
“March 9th. I saw him again. His Adam’s apple moved when he drank wine… His lips were redder <b>than </b>berries… I really wanted to lick them, see if they were sweet…”
Just as that lovesick, bashful voice faded, the door flew open.
Aubrey burst in, panting, cheeks flushed.
She stared wide–eyed at the recorder in my hand. With her wolf hearing, she’d obviously caught what <b>was </b>just yed.
“That’s mine! Give it back!” she cried, lunging at me like a pup whose tail had just been stepped on.
I saw iting and pulled the recorder behind me, but she was too fast and mmed right into my chest.
So I just went with it and wrapped an arm around her waist. So slim.
“Been trying to kiss me since way back, huh? Didn’t know you were such a little perv,” I said, ncing down at the tips of her burning ears.
Aubrey ignored me and pushed herself away, reaching for the recorder. For a moment, she was unusually strong—not like an Omega at all. But that couldn’t be. There was no wolf aura on her.
The thought shed through my mind for only a second before vanishing. All my attention protecting the recorder now. Seeing how desperate she was, I couldn’t help wanting to hear.
on
rest.
I pinned her down on the sofa with my body. Right then, her voice yed again—
“They say on the night mates are bonded, the alpha bites the Luna’s neck to mark her… They twist together like mating snakes… Will we be like that someday?”
I froze… then burst outughing.
Didn’t like me anymore? Wanted to be my sister?
She was in love with me. Deeply. Even after all the awful things I’d done, her dream was still to be my Luna. Still wanted me to mark her hard.
Ha! You don’t get over someone you love that much in just a few decades.
The knot in my chest disappeared in an instant.
10
30
<b>0 </b>