Natalia's POVI kept my eyes fixed on Max while he drove. But my thoughts were elsewhere at the time."Where are you lost?" he asked.Almost instantly, I turned my gaze away from him. "Nowhere."I closed my eyes as I leaned back against the seat. My thoughts kept going back to the apology that Adrian had made.Regarding the two years that I had spent with him, I could not help but laugh at myself.I did not do anything he disliked. Like a doll, whenever he returned home, I used to serve him. He never came back home early so that he did not have to eat dinner with me.How could apologizing make me feel better?I would never be able to forgive him.It was beyond my ability."Natalia."I opened my eyes and turned to Max."Thank you, Max. I am blessed to have a friend like you. You are ready to help my brother. I can't be more grateful to anyone than you."When he picked me up from the bridge an hour ago, he took me to a restaurant so that we could have a conversation.I convinced him to
"Yeah, but why did you suddenly stop the car?"He remained silent, choosing not to reply. His eyes were fixed on mine. I averted my gaze when I realized he had been staring at me for quite some time."M-Max, wha-"He grabbed my hand out of nowhere, causing me to pause."Yes, you are right. I was looking for you. But you were not in your pack."I slowly looked at him. "What made you search for me?"He looked at his hand, which was holding his mine. I felt a tickling sensation on the back of my hand. When I looked down at my hand, I saw him rubbing his thumb against it.I tried to take my hand away from him, but he tightened his grip and stopped me.I cast a glance at him. "Max.""Natalia, I was hoping to see you again after the club that night. However, I had to go back to the pack because my Alpha told me he needed me there."I stared at him with a nervous face. I could see his handsome face. While he was talking to me, his brows kept wrinkling, but then after another sentence, they e
I was stunned after hearing Max. What did he mean by being aware of everything? Who told him about my past?"How do you know?"He looked away from me and muttered,"I heard what had happened in the war. The way you fought back, the way Alpha Adrian wanted his children back, I learned everything from your pack fighters who are still alive."Even though I tried to find something to say, I was unable to do so.I opened the door and got out of the car, thinking that it would be better if I avoided any type of discussion about my past."Let's go inside. I will take you to my brother's room," I said, leaning down to the window to look at him.He stared at me for a while, as though he did not like the unfinished conversation.However, he let out a sigh and got out of his car. He followed me inside.The maids turned their heads to look at me as soon as I walked into the house. They cast a quick glance in Max's direction. I wondered if they knew about him.However, based on the expressions on
Max's eyes were fixed on Jason. As if he were seeing something or observing every beat of his heart, he approached the bed.I looked at him, noticing a change in his eyes.“Harold, what are your thoughts on this? Will it be possible for him to assist Jason in getting better?”Harold appeared lost in thought as he fixed his gaze on Max's back.Suddenly, it hit my mind that he was in charge of Jason's treatment. So, was it okay with him that I brought Max here?But it was he who told me about Max."I am grateful to you, Harold. You have been by my side throughout my entire life. I don't know how I can repay you."He turned his head towards me and replied,"Friends don't need to repay each other for their help."My brows lit up in surprise. He was a broad-minded person. He was the kindest person I had ever encountered in my life.“Thank you very much, Harold.”He was about to say something when his phone began to ring.He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Looking at the s
Adrian's POVHarold asked for some time from me to take out the information.I was in a terrible mood right now. I had no idea Lynda had to bear so many consequences for helping me in my escape.I was already feeling a burden because of how she helped me, but hearing that those men had beaten her made my heart even heavier."Adrian."I heard my father. I looked at him."Come with me."After saying that, he walked to the staircase. I cast a glance at Lynda, who had lowered her head. Then my gaze shifted to my mother. She appeared distressed. I suspected she was upset for Lynda. I let out a sigh and followed my father.He went upstairs and entered his bedroom. I walked into the room behind him."Close the door," he told me.I shut the door behind me. He motioned with his hand to the couch near the bed."Sit."I sat down, observing his intention to call me here.I noticed him walking towards the closet. He took out a bottle of wine and walked toward the couch.He sat across from me and
Taking my eyes off of him, I averted my gaze. There was a slight tightening of the holds on the glass. My attention was drawn to the pressure that I exerted on it. I did not want to break it and show him how I felt inside.When I thought back to the night of the war, I felt a stab of pain in my chest.That night, when I went to the Blue Blood Pack, my only intention was to save Natalia. When I heard that someone was attempting to kill her family, my first thought was that she would also be killed. I thought she was a helpless omega who could not defend herself in a war. That night, I had a realization about how much I wanted that woman. It was not because of the matebond that I felt longing for her in my chest.I reflected on the past five years and how her memories continued to torment me each and every night.The truth was, I felt regret every single night."Adrian, are you listening to me?"I lifted the glass and chugged down the wine in one go.When I stood up, my father's eyebro
"Go ahead," I told Harold to keep speaking. There was a deep silence in the room. Patric's and my father's eyes were on the screen, as if it were not a phone but Harold himself.They were eager to discover the truth. Harold's voice echoed around the room as he began to speak."Alpha, I have reviewed all of the records and reports.""So, what did you find?""Alpha, a girl named Lynda was indeed hospitalized in the pack hospital. But not on the same day you mentioned. She was admitted here the next day. Her right hand was broken badly. When she arrived at the hospital, her body was covered in numerous scars, and she was in a terrible state. It seemed she had to bear the pain for a long time."When I heard Harold, I tightened my fists. The anger, which I had hidden inside me for those men who kidnapped me, rose once again.How dare they hurt the person who saved me? Where were they? If they were still alive, I would give them the death they had never thought of.I glanced at my father, w
It seemed like Lynda did not listen to me. She was quietly hugging me. I did not say anything else. She needed to get some rest. Today, everything was too much for her.My mother approached me and came to a stop beside me. She reached out her hand and stroked Lynda's hair.Lynda broke the hug and embraced my mother in tears.My mother responded by hugging her back. She looked at me with a sad face.After calming Lynda down, she told her to stay in the pack house tonight."Adrian," my mother said when Lynda left the living room."Mom, I don't want to talk about it anymore."She kept quiet and nodded her head at me. "Okay, my son."I saw her heading upstairs to her and my father's bedroom.My mind was already messed up. I just wanted to soothe it for a while. Otherwise, the blood that was boiling inside me would flow out of my veins.Suddenly, my gaze was drawn to a maid coming out of the corner where my children's room was. The maid was holding two plates of untouched food.She was sur