“What did you just articulate?” Aldo growls.
I stifle my words as the resonance of Aldo’s furious voice sends chills down my spine.
“Nothing, sir,” I respond promptly, my heart hammering in my chest as I await his reaction.
“Pay close attention to me, Marlon,” Aldo asserts. You possess a duration of three days. Three days to devise a method to retrieve my companion, or I shall unleash my wolf against you!”
That duration is insufficient, Adam asserts.
“Sir, grant me a week,” I implore. “If I do not have her within one week, I will take my own life.”
He hesitates briefly before responding. “Acceptable.”
“Thank you, sir,” I respond, nodding even though he cannot perceive me.
I exhaled wearily as he ended the call, collapsing onto the mattress from sheer fatigue. My heart accelerates as I contemplate how to prevent Aldo from seeking Laura, yet I ultimately permit my anxieties to dissipate and succumb to the darkness.
…I awaken to the sound of a knock at my room door, Priscilla urgently demanding my name.
Marlon! Marlon, this is Ricky!” She exclaims with enthusiasm.” “She responded via text!” “
I rise up like a lightning bolt and rush to the door, nearly stumbling over my jeans on the floor. Priscilla is clad solely in her robe and undergarments, and I disregard her alluring physique as I retrieve the phone from her. She gnaws on her nails while I recite the text aloud.
“Contact me in the morning.” “Disclose to me precisely what he is aware of,” I recited, gazing at Priscilla upon completion.
I promptly call Laura’s number, ushering Priscilla into the room and forcefully closing the door behind her. The phone rings several times on the other end while I don jeans as I wait.
“Marlon…” Laura’s voice emerges, rather harsh and raspy.
“Laura… I—”
“Simply inform me of his knowledge,” she interjects. “And how did he locate me?” “
Recognising that she will probably terminate the call if I do not address the matter directly, I clear my throat and respond to her enquiries.
“He engaged a private investigator to uncover all information regarding you,” I exhale. He successfully traced your flight to Whitewood and cross-referenced it with your new identity. His method of discovering that name remains unclear to me,” I reply with a shrug.
“What information was the private investigator able to uncover about me?” Laura replies.
“He discovered your public records associated with the name ‘Ricky Ira’.” That is your residential address, Braylon’s birth certificate, your workplace addresses, and Bray’s educational institution address-
“Is he aware of my current location?” She abruptly enquires, momentarily rendering my head vacant.
“No, he is unaware of your present location, Lun-”
“I am not your Luna,” she retorts.
I nod silently as Laura emits an exasperated sigh.
“What precisely does he desire from me?” “She inquires.”
I select my words meticulously as I do not entirely get my Alpha’s reasoning.
“He intends to restore you as his Luna and return with his heir,” I respond, eliciting a loud grunt from Laura’s side.
“What is the reason?” Why is he unable to progress? What of his cherished Nina?She weeps in exasperation. What is her perspective on this matter?”
At this moment, it is appropriate to elucidate that her sister attempted to transform, Adam exhales heavily.
“Laura, your sister endeavoured to execute a turnaround to preserve her marriage,” I exhale. “She ultimately lapsed into a coma.”
A prolonged silence ensues, leading me to momentarily suspect that she may have terminated the call.
“Laura?” I call out, hoping she remains on the line.
“I am present,” she states with certainty. “I am uncertain about your expectations of me,” she responds with a wry laugh. I ceased to have a sister years ago. I consider myself an orphan and an only child.
I disapprove of this cynical iteration of my old Luna. She was formerly exceedingly kind and considerate towards her sister. It is painful to acknowledge that my formerly giving and affectionate Luna possibly no longer lives, too wounded and betrayed to ever trust someone with her heart again.
“She is your sister, Laura,” I respond softly. “She merely committed several errors.”
“Errors?” Laura scoffs with indignation, causing my heart to plummet at the palpable animosity in her tone. “You refer to repeatedly engaging in s****l relations with my husband, MY MATE, as a mistake?” You consider deceiving me directly and undermining my self-confidence a mere error? Are you aware of what she and Aldo inflicted upon me? What have you done to me?” She enquires, a quiver discernible in her voice.” “Until recently, I was sceptical of the existence of love,” she laments. “I now possess an extraordinary man who genuinely desires to love me, yet I am too apprehensive to entrust him with my heart.” I am apprehensive about developing feelings for him due to the anguish I experienced upon discovering Nina and Aldo together. My emotions upon discovering that you and the entire despicable group deceived me.
I harbour no sympathy for you, Nina, or any individual associated with Blood Night. I no longer harbour any feelings for you. Inform Aldo that he may go to hell. My son already has a father, and I own an Alpha whom I intend to cherish. I will love him and find happiness, since after years of anger and bitterness, I deserve my happily ever after.
Silently, she terminates the call, terror constricting my heart.
“She will not return,” Priscilla murmurs in acknowledgement. “Satisfactory,” she remarks with a slight smile. “I wish for her to attain her happy ending with Jadi, and I hope your Alpha spares her and that lovely young boy.”
“He will not,” I respond, shaking my head at her. “You lack comprehension, and so does she,” I exhale. Aldo, as she recognised him, had long since departed.
