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Chapter five

I stared into Asher's gray cold eyes in shock. He was the last person I wanted to see.

“I asked you a question, Hazel. Why are you with him?" He questioned as he tightened his hold on my hand and I glared at him while holding back the tears that were threatening to fall. Why? Why did he have to have the face of the man I had been in love with? Why did he have to have his smell?

As soon as his smell invaded my nostrils, the urge to cry grew stronger as the familiarity slapped me in the face, reminding me of how insignificant I had been to him whereas he had been my world.

“Let go of me" I struggled against his hold as I tried staring at anything and everything so I won't have to look at his face.

“Hello? Hazel!? What's wrong?" Rose's voice suddenly sounded from the phone.

“If Tristan sees us this way…" I began.

“I don't ever want to hear another man's name on your lips" Asher interjected as he tightened his fingers painfully around my wrist.

“I don't care what you want, Mr Stone but I need to get back to Tristan" I uttered and he glared down at me coldly.

“What? Are you doing this to make me jealous?" He uttered and I scoffed in his face.

“You mean nothing to me, Mr Stone, so why should I try to make you jealous? Shouldn't you be with your date and stop worrying yourself over trash like me? I mean, that's what I am to you, isn't it?" I uttered just at the same time Rose yelled that she was calling the police and Tristan.

Asher stared into my eyes for a while then grabbed onto the phone, switching it off before sticking it into his back pocket.

“Give me my phone! What's wrong with you?" I questioned as I tried reaching out for it but he just grabbed onto my hand.

“Hazel…"

“What do you want from me?! Haven't you done enough?! Haven't you taken enough?! What more do you want?!" I choked as tears rolled down my cheeks

Asher's face softened as he let go of my hand and I wiped away the hot tears that were flowing down my cheeks while glaring at him.

“I want nothing from you, Hazel because you have nothing to offer" He suddenly uttered coldly and I clenched my fist as every dash of familiarity I had been feeling, vanished.

“Good then. Stay away from me and we won't have to interact with one another. Good day, Mr Stone" I uttered before quickly walking away.

“Why are you fucking crying?" I questioned myself as I kept wiping away the tears from my vision. Why was I crying? I thought I was past that. I thought his words couldn't hurt me anymore so why? Why was I fucking crying?!

My body suddenly collided with someone and without looking up, I knew who it was because he instantly wrapped his arms around me.

“Hazel, what's wrong? Who hurt you?" Tristan questioned as he caressed my back gently. I shook my head as I took a deep breath.

“I just want to go home, Tristan. Please" I murmured and he stayed quiet for a while.

“Okay love. I'll take you home" He murmured and I shook my head as I stared up at him.

“You don't have to come with me. I can order a cab or…"

“I came with you and I'll go with you, okay?" He murmured softly and I sighed, knowing he wasn't going to listen no matter what I said.

“What about the treaty?" I questioned and he sighed.

“It will be postponed. Let's get you home first" Tristan uttered then placed his arm on my shoulder as he led me back to our table.

As soon as we got there, I reached into my bag to bring out my phone and at the same time, Tristan's right hand man, Jason walked up to him.

“Alpha Asher is leaving, King Tristan. I've already arranged a room for him at the mansion" Jason uttered and I gasped as my hand flew to my mouth.

Asher was with my phone!

“Where is he?" I questioned as I walked up to Jason and he stared down at me with wide eyes.

“Erm… he just left and…" Before they could stop me, I ran as fast as I could towards the ending but because of my heels, I couldn't run as fast as I wanted.

“Hazel, what's wrong?" Tristan questioned as he ran behind me but I couldn't reply because my heart was pounding harshly in my chest. If he turned on my phone, he would see my picture with Jaden on the screen and there's no way he wouldn't know that's his child because Jaden was a copy of him.

“Goddess please help me" I cried out as soon as I got out of the ballroom. I scanned around and at that moment, Asher was about to climb into the car.

“Asher!" I screamed as loudly as I could and he turned to me almost immediately.

I took off my shoes as I ran towards him while he stared at me with wide eyes but just before I could get to him, Claire appeared in front of me and pushed me roughly to the ground.

I instantly heard a ripping sound as my body collided with the ground.

“You slut, stay away from my man" Claire muttered bitterly and I turned to her with a glare.

“Are you insane?" Tristan uttered as soon as he got to me. He helped me up from the ground as soon as Asher appeared on the scene.

“Claire, have you gone mad?" Asher questioned as he grabbed onto Claire's hand roughly with his eyes wild.

“She should stay away from you or I'll do so much worse. She's a fucking whore" Before I knew what was happening, Tristan had disappeared from my side and has his fingers wrapped around Claire's throat.

“You insignificant being. How dare you come to my turf and disrespect my own?" Tristan uttered so coldly that I felt a shiver run through my spine.

“She is not your kind, she's a wolf" Claire managed to choke out as she struggled against his hold.

“She's mine and no one is allowed to disrespect her. The only reason I'm not killing you is out of respect for Alpha Asher. Get your bimbo in check and get her out of my turf because if I lay my eyes on her again, I'll tear her to shreds"...

Comments (4)
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Ray unique
She took the phone from her purse to receive a call and it was later snatched by Asher She remembered and went after it
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Eva Robertson
I apologize, my phone shut down at that moment I did not finish with the chapter. now I have n claire needs her as beat.
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Eva Robertson
Hazel's phone is in 2 places. Tristan's back pocket n in her purse ar the table. Bad bad bad
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