Chapter 56
-Alex’s POV-
My paws pounded against the damp earth, the familiar sensation grounding me. It was one of the
reasons I loved letting my wolf out-the exhrating release of pent-up energy. This morning,
especially, I had woken with a restlessness that wouldn’t be ignored So, the moment! crawled out of
bed, I found myself outside, in thendscaped expanse behind the mansion, shifting
With the wind whipping through my fur and the scent of damp grass filling my nostrils, I was free. No
walls could confine me, no thoughts could intrude on the raw, instinctive joy of running. Not her, not
Adrian, and definitely not the conversation I’d had with my father. I pushed myself harder, letting
every frustration and worry dissipate with each powerful stride.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the need to return to human form asserted itself With a loud
whoosh, I shifted back, the world solidifying around me, Grabbing a set of clothes I kept at a
discreet location specifically for these asions, I pulled them on and began the walk back towards
the house.
The hush of the early morning was broken only by the crunch of gravel beneath my feet. As I
entered the house, the maids bowed their heads respectfully as they always did. I gave a curt nod
in acknowledgement, my mind still preupied with the events of the past few days. My steps
carried me towards my room, a haven I desperately needed.
The moment I pushed open the door, however, my haven shattered. My wolf let out a low growl, the
air thick with an unwee presence. Even before I saw her, I recognized the cloying scent of
Miranda clinging to the air like an irritating perfume. Perched precariously on the edge of my bed,
eyes glued to her phone, she looked up the moment she sensed me. A smile stered itself on her
face – a smile I knew held no warmth or sincerity.
Ignoring herpletely, I strode towards the closet, intent on getting ready for the day. The smile
faltered, reced by a narrowed gaze that was far more representative of the woman she truly was.
“Aren’t you even going to acknowledge me?” she purred, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness.
I gave her a withering look, barely a flicker of my annoyance escaping. “You can ignore me all you
want,” she continued, her voice gaining a hint of defiance, “but the truth is, you’re stuck with me.”
She tossed her hair dramatically, a move I was sure she’d practiced in front of a mirror countless
times.
“But that’s not what I came to tell you about,” she added quickly, seeing the steely glint in my eyes.
“It’s about Ivan’spany.”
Now I did stop, turning to face her fully. My eyes narrowed, a silent warning. “I already told you no.
Now get out of my room.”
“You know you don’t have to be so hostile all the time,” she pouted, her voice taking on a childish
whine. “And I’m not leaving until you agree to help him.” She straightened up, puffing out her chest
in a pathetic attempt to appear assertive.
movement
Leaving the clothes I’d been holding, I stalked towards her, my measured and deliberate. She
flinched back slightly, her bravado momentarily dissolving.
Good.
“Then you’ll be spending an eternity here,” I growled, my voice low and dangerous. “Or maybe I’ll
just throw you out.”
The threat hung heavy in the air. Her eyes widened a fraction, and a tremor ran through her
carefully manicured facade. For a moment, i thought she might actually back down, but then she
squared her shoulders, a flicker of defiance returning to her gaze.
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“You wouldn’t dare,” she hissed.
I clenched my fists, the anger simmering just beneath the surface. Dealing with Miranda was like
trying to reason with a stubborn child then she let out a frustrated huff, “Whatever. I have to be at
the hospital anyway.”
Against my better judgment, the words left my lips, “Why are you going to the hospital?” My voice
was clipped, but there was a hint of curiosity that even I couldn’t disguise.
A triumphant smirk bloomed across her face, and a surge of regret washed over me for even
entertaining the idea of engaging with her. But. before I could turn away, her voice,ced with a hintN?velDrama.Org owns this text.
of satisfaction, sliced through the air.
“I’m going to check on my sister-inw,” she announced, her words dripping with a calcted
sweetness.
Everything in me froze. My breath hitched in my throat, and the room seemed to shrink, the air
growing thick with suffocating silence. Her smile widened. She knew she had me cornered.
As much as I loathed giving her the satisfaction, the question tumbled out of my lips before I could
stop it. “What happened to Amaya?”
She shrugged nonchntly, feigning disinterest, and turned towards the door as if to leave. But the
glint in her eyes betrayed her act. She thrived on drama, on having the upper hand. in a sh, I was
across the room, my hand shooting out to grab hers before she could disappear
“What. Happened. To. Amaya?” Each word was a growl,ced with a dangerous edge.
Miranda’s facade crumbled. Her eyes shed with anger, and she yanked her hand free with
surprising force. “Get your hands off me!” She hissed, her voiceced with venom.
“If you want to know,” she continued, her voice regaining a semnce of control, “go to the hospital
and find out yourself.” with that, she turned on her heels and swept out of the room, her victory
complete.
The moment the door mmed shut behind her, my wolf erupted within me. He paced a mental
cage, his frustration and fear palpable. It didn’t matter that I rejected her, he still considered her as
his mate. The rejection may have severed some of the connection, but the bond remained, a
tethered lifeline that pulsed with a primal urgency.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I forced myself to focus and calm down then I prepared, got into
my car and drove off.
It had taken everything in me to turn the car in the direction of mypany.Every fiber of my being
screamed at me to get back in the car and race to the hospital. The information I’d gleaned with a
single phone call felt branded onto my brain-Amaya’s name, the hospital room number echoing in
the empty space of my skull. But instead of following that primal urge, I found myself back in the
sterile confines of my office, the silence broken only by the rhythmic hum of theputer and the
asional squeak of my pen across paper.
Focusing on work was an uphill battle. The spreadsheets on the screen blurred, the reports swam
before my eyes. Every notification, every chime, sent a jolt of restless energy through me, making
my already jumpy nerves even more on edge.
My wolf continued to growl pushing against the confines of head to go to her. To make sure that she
was okay but I managed to push him
down.
Three hours passed in a blur of forced concentration. I’d buried myself in work, throwing myself into
a maelstrom of activity, anything to silence the frantic chatter in my head. Finally, with a sigh of
exhaustion, I leaned back in my chair, rubbing the tension from my temples when Ruth walked
through the door,
“Mr. Thorne,” she began but her eyes held the surprise, “I managed to schedule as many meetings
as you requested for the rest of the day, is there anything you need me to do?” The surprise was
still evident in her gaze. I understood why
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She knew my aversion to unnecessary human Interaction. Keeping my dealings with others to a
minimum was what I did so as to avoid human interaction. Yet, here I was, overloading myself with
meetings, a clear sign that something was off bnce.
I let out a slow nod, “Thank you for handling that. That will be all,”
She lingered for a moment, her gaze searching my face. There was a question hovering on her lips,
but she held her tongue but with a nod, she retreated, closing the door softly behind her.
The sterile silence returned, but the disquiet within me remained. I was a man divided. Part of me
yearned to be at the hospital to make sure she was okay. The other part, the more logical side,
knew that my presence would be unwanted. Besides, there was the risk of bumping into
my fists. Miranda, of having to deal with her smug satisfaction. The thought was enough to make
me clench
I rose from my chair and paced the length of the office. Every instinct told me to act, to go to the
hospital, but a nagging doubt held me back. My presence would onlyplicate things.
My wolf let out another low growl that vibrated through my bones. This time, there was no second
guessing. I snatched my keys, the metal icy against my mmy palm, and sprinted towards the car
making my way to the hospital.
Immediately I got of the car, the air went still and I immediately knew why. Before I even saw him, I
felt his presence. I tuned my heading
father. face to face with the only man I hated more than my
Daniel Stone.
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