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Alpha Clinton Chapter 44
RUBY.The journey back to Eryndor took nine hours.Once we arrived, we set out to find the valet Clinton had entrusted with his car. Fortunately, I spotted him on a call and quickly tapped Clinton's shoulder to get his attention.“Look over there,” I pointed at the man in a downright low cut. “That's the man.”Clinton grunted in response and nodded before starting to drag our luggage toward the man, leaving me to follow behind.By the time we approached the man, he was already done with his call and was slipping his phone inside his back trouser pocket.“Hello, remember us?” Clinton pointed between him and me without looking at me. “We're here for our car.”The valet nodded, and I glanced around in search of the car. I spotted the red Camry beside a white Rolls-Royce.“Oh, alright, please wait here, let me get it,” I heard the valet say before he walked away.Four minutes later, he reappeared with the key in his right hand. He handed it to Clinton, who accepted it with a nod, slipping
Alpha Clinton Chapter 45
RUBY.Moments later, I sprawled across my bed, with Kiara lying at the foot, her hands propped beneath her chin.Clinton had left without a word after he dropped off my luggage. I couldn't blame him because, after all, I wouldn't have if I were in his position.Because I knew how to hold a grudge.That time I woke up after having a nightmare, I had left our hotel room in search of him because I didn't want to remain there alone. When I closed my eyes, all I saw were those creepy creatures and the image of my mom in that cage. If not for the fact that I attended my mom's funeral, I would have believed it was a vision or something of that sort because of how real it felt.I met Clinton on a call and waited until he was done before I approached him, but then something caught my ear. Whoever he was talking to said something about a funeral, and it was only then that the word Oakwood Pack registered in my head.Alpha Frederick wasn't buried yet.That tiny piece of information was enough to
Alpha Clinton Chapter 46
RUBY. “Henceforth, I want you to address me as Natasha, please,” I informed Clinton once he drove us into the packhouse, peeking at the several cars and people loitering in the compound through the window.He stopped the car and gave me a look. “I have so many questions, but I'll wait until you're ready to answer all of them.”My heart skipped a beat, words forming lumps in my throat, but I managed to nod. He cared enough to trust me; that was all that mattered. But I couldn't help but wonder how he'd feel after my identity was exposed. Shaking the thought out of my head, I flashed him a grin.Before he could come to my side of the car to open the door for me, I was already out, taking my bag along with me. His eyes lingered on my face for a while, then he nodded, extending his arm for me.I placed my hand in his as we walked towards the front door when a guard approached us and bowed to Clinton. Anger surged through me when I recognized the guy—Maddox, one of the guards who had hit
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RUBY. “I just told you not to tell anyone that we're dating, and you agreed to it with a smile.” His hold on me hardened, just like the way his chin twitched in anger. “Tell me, is everything a joke to you? Don't you feel bad that I don't want you to announce our relationship?”I barked out a laugh, my left hand moving to cover my mouth to muffle the sound, but I ended up bending low as saliva went flying. Oh, Goddess.Why was he so hilarious?I cackled more and more until I felt my sides burning. I stood erect to find him watching me with his arms folded across his chest, the anger on his face gone. “Did I say something funny?”I nodded a little too much, the urge to throw back my head and laugh again in his face so strong that my chest tightened. Lifting my right hand to my chest, I tapped on it until the ache disappeared.“Yes, you're too funny.” I smirked. “You should be given an award as the best comedian, honestly.”A low growl rumbled in his chest as he inched closer. He til
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“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?”I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied.Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”He introduced everyone to us before we took our seats beside Alpha Liam, who extended his hand toward me, clearly intending to kiss it. I withdrew my hand politely. “It’s nice meeting you, Alpha Liam.”He smiled and engaged me in a conversation that barely held my interest. As we waited for dinner to be served, I noticed the occasional glance thrown my way. I contributed to the conversation just enough to avoid appearing rude, though my thoughts were elsewhere.After a few minutes, th
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Finding proof was more difficult than I expected. I spent countless hours searching, but every lead seemed to slip through my fingers. It felt like I was chasing shadows, with nothing concrete to hold onto. The harder I tried, the more elusive the evidence became. Frustration began to set in, but I knew I couldn't give up. The truth was out there, and I was determined to uncover it, no matter how challenging the journey might be.I first began my search in the kitchen, going over the ingredients I had used in preparing that milkshake that day, but of course, it had been taken away. I didn’t know why I even expected it to remain there.Next, I went to the late Alpha's room, but there was nothing there that seemed suspicious. I ransacked his room and made sure no one noticed I was there because the last thing I wanted was for someone to find me and question my actions.I was checking his bed when I heard footsteps approaching. My heart began to pound as the thought of getting caught rus
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What was the possibility that the voice I heard belonged to Dawn? The thought gnawed at me. The coldness, the authority in that voice—it matched Dawn’s so perfectly that it was almost impossible to dismiss. But why would she be here, in the dead of night, speaking so darkly about someone’s fate? The Dawn I knew was filled with hatred and jealousy, but this? This was something else entirely. The figure on the phone paced back and forth, her tone growing more frustrated with each passing second. “I don't care how difficult it is,” the voice snapped, and my heart pounded in my chest. It was unmistakable now. The voice was Dawn's. “You have three days. No more excuses. If you can't find her, then I'll have to take matters into my own hands, and you know what that means.” A cold sweat broke out across my forehead. Who was she talking about? And what did she mean by “taking matters into her own hands”? I had never seen this side of Dawn before—calculating, ruthless. It was as if she
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It was well past seven in the evening when I finally made it into the room I shared with Clinton. He was standing in front of the mirror, wearing nothing more than a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. The muscles of his back flexed slightly as he moved, and the low light of the room highlighted every defined line of his body.I gulped down my saliva as my eyes trailed down the glittering hairs that stood firm from his belly button down to where the towel rested precariously on his hips. My hands itched to touch them, to twirl those fine strands around my fingers, but I hesitated, feeling a sudden rush of heat in my cheeks.Clinton turned slightly, catching my gaze in the mirror, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Caught you staring,” he teased, his voice low and smooth, sending shivers down my spine. I bit my lip, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and desire. “Can't help it,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. My feet moved on their own, carrying me c
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