Chapter 127


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    “Where did you go, Ethan?” Be’s voice echoed in the grand foyer, her eyes piercing with a mix of


    frustration and hurt.


    “Out,” I replied in a single, stoic word, walking past her without a nce.


    “First, you forget our anniversary, and then you walk out on me during dinner?!” Her voice escted, a


    crescendo of anger.


    It doesn’t bother me.


    I didn’t feel remorseful. Daisy mattered. When I had received the call from Hazel, my heart practically


    stopped. I even forgotpletely about Be.


    I turned to face Be, and my gaze met hers.


    Wife. Mate. The titles echoed hollowly, drowning in the vast expanse of unresolved emotions. All I


    seemed to do was get irritated with her, our connection strained and worn thin. I didn’t even feel a


    twinge of guilt for forgetting the anniversary. An anniversary that marked the length of the years I


    callously tossed Hazel and our kids


    away.


    “Not now,” I warned her, my tone cold, but she defiantly blocked my path, challenging the detachment I


    sought.


    “Ethan,” she called gently, her voice softening, as if reaching out for the man she once knew, hoisting


    her smaller frame up to meet my eyes.


    I felt the scowl on my face deepen. The next moment, her eyes were filled with tears. Tears – a sight


    that once moved me,pelled me toply with her wishes. But now, it only intensified the


    frustration and anger that simmered within me.


    I inhaled a deep breath, attempting to anchor my emotions.


    “Out of my way, Be. I’m exhausted, not tonight,” I muttered.


    I had a lot on my mind. Daisy and Liam, I didn’t want to leave them at the hospital. I yearned to stay by


    Hazel’s side, to offer support, but I had toe back home, to this wife of mine.


    Liam and Daisy, my kids, Hazel still didn’t trust me enough to tell me and worse, a threat looms over


    their lives, and my wife, the woman I once thought I knew, was something else.


    What was frustrating was not knowing anything. We had checked the hospital cameras,


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    The security cameras yielded nothing unusual, their blind spot conveniently covering the area where


    the drugs were stored.


    Could it be Be? I searched her features for a clue.


    No. There was no way she knew they were mine and she hadn’t exploded by now, Axel was right.


    But still, Be was a mystery, she seemed to be hiding a whole lot.


    “What are you hiding, Be?” The words escaped my lips involuntarily, catching me off guard.


    Her expression shifted to one of rm, struggling topose herself. “What do you mean by that?”


    she stuttered.


    I didn’t mean to quiz her this way.


    “What are you up to?” I pressed, my suspicion growing.


    “I don’t understand,” she muttered.


    “Ethan, I don’t understand you. Tonight’s our anniversary, and…” she started to say.


    “And what? So what?!” I thundered, my irritation boiling over. I felt diminished and iplete, I had


    made so many mistakes. Without my wolf, I didn’t even know what I was doing anymore. Nothing was


    clear.


    “You’ve been ruining my pack, everything rted to me, Be. You entered my life, and suddenly I’m


    no longer the person I used to be,” I used, my anger unabated. I had missed years with my kids


    because of her and my stup id actions.


    “What are you talking about? Did those servan ts…” she began, attempting to deflect.


    “Leave my members out of it. They’ve got nothing to do with this. You…” I stopped short, resisting the


    urge to yell, mindful of the n Axel and I had devised. It wouldn’t be wise to let her know I was


    suspicious. Allowing her to think everything was normal in our rtionship was the best way to gather


    evidence.


    Her eyes were searching mine, expectantly to finish my sentence


    I calm myself down immediately. Releasing deep breaths then walk up to her cupping her face gently.


    First things first, fix the mess of my pack. I needed Be to steps out and pull outpletely from pack


    affair.


    “I’m sorry.” I apologized and she rxes immediately. Good.


    “Be, I would appreciate it if you don’t get involved with things concerning the packs


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    welfare any longer. “I told gently.


    “Why?” A frown graced her face.


    “You would need help you haven’t been running things properly.” I break it to her.


    Not running things properly is an understatement. She’s been outrightly ripping things


    apart.


    “Ethan about that you were busy and I didn’t…” She tries to exin.


    “You didn’t know how to handle anything, I understand. And I’ve been too busy to help you out as well.”


    My exnation seems to pacify her.


    “The gam ma would take over your roles. Step back and focus on your businesses. Okay?” I mumble


    then turn around and headed to my study.


    I didn’t have time for Be right now.


    My worry was my kids. Daisy and Liam


    I already had Axel draw up and check through my potential suspects who could try to


    harm them.


    I sat there in my study for hours thinking. Over the years I had made so many enemies. But no one


    actually knew my rtion with them to try to hurt them, I had only found out myself.


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    I decided to narrow down our suspicions to individuals who had discovered I was frequently visiting and


    had found out I was Liam and Daisy’s father. Nathan emerged as one of my main suspects. However,


    observing him interact with the kids cast serious doubts on his involvement. It couldn’t be him; I might


    not like him, but there was no way he would harm them.


    Although Be remained a mystery, I know she had no knowledge that Hazel’s kids were mine. Hazel


    had deceived all of us years ago, and Be knew quite well that if Hazel was pregnant, I wouldn’t have


    married her.


    The feeling of uncertainty and not knowing was agitating.


    Unable to sit still, my thoughts lingered on Be’s role in all of this. I was still ufortable with my


    her. It seemed just too convenient that the one person who recognized her managed to end up that


    way.


    I decided to visit Naomi’s pack, hoping to find someone who knew more about Be.


    After a restless night, dawn came finally. I left clear instructions for Axel to ensure the


    kids were well taken care of. Hazel, still frightened, insisted that Liam shouldn’t leave her sight, so he


    would be schooled at the hospital clinic.


    The drive to Naomi’s pack was long, hours away. I wasn’t sure what I expected to find there, but I


    needed someone to ease the suspicions haunting my mind.


    “Aunt Naomi?” A young man of about neen inquires when I ask for information. He introduces


    himself as Andrew,


    “Are you rted to her?” I quiz back.


    “Yes, she passed away some months ago,” he affirms.


    “Yes, I know. I’d like to ask some questions about her.” Momentster, I’m speeding back home.


    “Axel! Naomi never had Alzheimer,” I break the news to him over the phone. The man I encountered


    the first time is nowhere to be found. Coincidence? I think not. Naomi did die in her sleep, but she was


    sick, not with Alzheimer’s.


    Be imed Naomi’s recognition of her to be a mistake. I don’t think so; it’s far from a mistake. That


    means Naomi did recognize her the other time. She knew what she was talking about, and that’s why


    Be was fidgety when she met her. The man who imed not to know any such person during my visit


    is nowhere to be found.


    Recalling my visit to pay respects, I realize he seemed to be expecting me. My head is reeling with


    thoughts. “When Naomi came that night, she mentioned something about the ck Axe pack. I don’t


    know what that was about; she was discussing it with her assistant,” Andrew had told me.


    Could Naomi’s mention of the ck Axe have something to do with Be? What is Be hiding? What


    does she know, and what has she done? The man who lied to me about Naomi’s health is undoubtedly


    rted to Be.


    “ck Axe. What do you know about it?” I ask Axel. I have to stop the car for a moment before


    crashing into something or someone.


    “ck Axe?” Axel repeats. I had to consult him first because he mentioned something about the pack,


    a research project he was undertaking. Something rted to that neighbor of his he clearly likes.


    “I don’t have a good feeling about this, Ethan,” he mumbles over the phone.


    “I know. Neither do I.”


    Be was home, for some reasons she had arrived back home early today so I drive straight there. I


    have questions that need answering.


    I storm into the house, taking two steps at a time. There, I find Be. I don’t say anything; I can’t say


    anything. I only watch her closely. Her face breaks into a smile when she sees me.


    “Ethan!” She runs up to me, her eyes lighting up.


    “Ethan, I’m pregnant!” She announces.


    eyes


    “What?!” I yell, looking down at her instinctively to her belly. She nods eagerly her wide and round in


    excitement. I take a step back instinctively trying to wrap my head around what she just told me. How is


    that even possible? When was thest time I touched her? Then it hits me, that night! That night I was


    so frustrated and upset with Hazel.


    Be’s eyes are looking into mine hopefully.