Chapter 12

Clark's POV. 

"You don't expect me to easily believe you when you say you are fine, Rex." I snapped as I looked at him. 

"How do you expect me to explain that you left yesterday around 2p.m to go pick up your kids and throughout yesterday, no calls and not even a single text from you. And you expect me to buy your "I'm fine?" I scoffed as I tilted my lips.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at me for a while, like he was contemplating something. 

But then, being a werewolf was also limited. Without him letting me read his mind, I just couldn't sit across the table and hear his thoughts aloud and, right now, I wished that was possible. 

I frowned as he ignored me, lowering his head again as he continued with his breakfast. 

I screamed frustratingly as I got up. 

I hate being left out. "I am your beta, Rex and I deserve to know everything that goes on in your life." I snapped, trying to get him to talk to me.

"Hmm." He growled lightly as he raised his head again. And just as before, he ignored me as he chewed the scrambled eggs on his plate.

My frustration right now heightened my senses as I could hear how he crushed the egg in his mouth and how his steel spoon hit the glass cup as he stirred the coffee and the breeze blew into the cup as he stirred the coffee. 

"Are you seriously going to keep ignoring me?" I probed. 

I knew he hated talking when having his breakfast, but then, I couldn't let him be.

"Come on, Rex!!" I murmured this time around as I dragged the chair close enough to where he sat as I crashed down. 

"Can you stop the whole nagging?" He snapped with a light growl, frowning at me as he continued with his breakfast.

"Okay fine." I stopped questioning him as I got up.

I walked down to the window as I looked outside, thinking of what I could do to make him talk. 

He finished eating as he walked to the sitting room. He had shirt on, just the loose checked trouser he was wearing, exposing his eight abs and his cupped chest.

I smiled mischievously as I finally knew how to make him talk. 

Before I could even complete my statement about the new place Elena had gotten a job, he interrupted me with the most shocking request.

"Can you get my helicopter set? We are leaving New Kingston in the next three hours!!" He snapped as he looked at me.

"What!? Leaving New Kingston? Why?" I just didn't know which question should come first or the shock that came with him wanting to leave New Kingston all of a sudden.

"Yes, you heard me right, Clark." He responded coldly as he walked inside his room. 

I just couldn't understand why he was now wanting to leave all of a sudden. A day ago, he just couldn't stop thinking of Elena and his two little adorable pups as he would call them. 

A day ago he was being so protective of them and couldn't spend an hour without talking about them or how he would be the best dad in the world. 

And now all he seems to be interested in is stomping his foot out of New Kingston and leaving everything behind.

"What transpired between them yesterday? Why the sudden loss of interest? Why was he being completely cold today?" I just couldn't get an answer to my question. 

A day ago, he was angry she got no employment at the time and now, he showed no interest in her new job.

"Are you sure about that?" I asked him again as I walked inside his room to see him packing his things already.

He looked at me and I could see his red eyes glistening. 

"That's not possible because the helicopter will be ready by next week." I mumbled as I looked at him. 

"Then get me a different helicopter. Call in and have them send another one."

I stuttered as I looked at him, smiling at him as I had already called his mother's secretary. "But, I just called Mr. Bowen, in charge of your mother's private jet." 

That was the only way out. Alice had secretly made me promise that I wouldn't let him leave New Kingston without Elena and her grandchildren. 

And at this state of mind, I know how stubborn he could be, and he wouldn't listen to whatever there is that I had to say.

And within a few minutes, Alice had called herself. Luckily, it was a video call. 

"You expect me to stay back? Huh?" He growled.

He had shut the door as all I could hear from the room were his loud growls. 

"She said, I should leave her and the kids. She even went ahead, giving me a dirty slap. Can you believe that, and you expect me to stay back?" He growled angrily.

"Oh, mother. Can we not do this now? I am sick and tired of it already. Yes, I once wanted her, but right now, I want to get out of this place. She seems pretty fine without me, mother." He said defensively.

“You have to see the way she looked at me yesterday, mother. She has no interest, no love left for me rather than hatred. How do you expect me to cope?” He probed. 

"Three weeks! Three weeks, mother, and if she still asks me out of her life, I will leave New Kingston." He said calmly this time around.

"Goodbye." He concluded, and what followed next was the crashing sound of glass. 

He screamed at the top of his voice as I could hear him blow against the wall. 

All we had now was three weeks and if three weeks were up, we would be saying goodbye to New Kingston.

"But would Elena forgive him before then?" I mumbled as I looked outside the window.