Chapter Seventeen

Lucien’s POV.

There was nothing I could do to make Brielle trust me, apparently. After everything we had gone through, she had the mind to do this to me.

I was angry, but I felt terrible about everything. I didn’t look back at Zane as I walked away, because in a way, my anger was extended to him. If he didn’t take my woman away from me, then we would not have been going through all of this.

I shook my head.

No, that wasn’t right. Even before she and Zane got together, we were not exactly the chummiest of buddies, and I was always too busy to make out time for her when I should have. All this was on me!

I wondered if she shared her problems with Zane. If she had deemed him worthy of being her supporter, and left me behind. But if that was so, why didn’t she just stick to him for everything? Why did she come to me for her sexual needs? Was Zane that terrible in—

A shudder passed through me, I didn’t want to think about my brother in such a manner. My main focus was supposed to be on Brielle.

“Angelina?” I called out as I got into my office. She was nowhere to be found, and I wondered where she had gone.

Brielle could keep a secret affair with me, and now she was keeping a secret from me? I locked the trash can in my office in annoyance.

“Fuck!” I spat. How had I given her so much power over me?

“If it turns out it’s something serious… that woman better just be having an attitude and nothing else.” I muttered to myself, but deep down, I knew that an attitude would not cause her to completely shut me out from her mind and her body. She wouldn’t avoid me this way because of an attitude. There was something more.

Or was it Zane? Did he do something to her?

I was seething stop this point because if Zane did anything, I would tear him apart, limb by limb, but I knew my brother. Sure, he might be a mate stealing maniac, he would never harm a woman.

“I have to find out what she is hiding from me.” I sighed, taking a seat. “But how? What can I do?”

She wouldn’t talk to me, but I could watch her. It’s probably invasion of her privacy, but if she was in trouble, I had to know, and I had to help. She had no say in that. The question was, how would I do that?

I need someone to be able to be mg eyes and ears around her. The issue of her privacy was nothing in comparison to this, and he needed someone who could stand in as a spy for access to whatever it was that had been going on in her life since the past week.

I could smell Angelina’s perfume before she got into the office, and the click clack of her shoes only accentuated her presence.

“Alpha, you’re back.” She sighed. “I had to go and attend to some of the duties that you had assigned to me.” She said with a small smile, and I nodded.

I completely forgot that her tasks for the day would require her to go outside.

“No wonder you weren’t in.” I replied, and she nodded.

“Yes.” She leaned on the desk, causing the neckline of her dress to fall forward.

I always knew that Angelina had a thing for me, and I wondered if she didn’t find it weird, with her sister and everything. I had nothing to do with her. And all I could hope for was that the message was clear.

“You can take a seat if you don’t feel comfortable standing.” I said curtly, and she nodded.

“Alright, thank you boss.” She said, taking a seat and playing with her hair before toying with her necklace.

Seems like she didn’t know that I already knew about these manipulation tactics done by women, and they wouldn’t work on me.

“Angelina, is there anything that you have to say to me?” I asked her, and she shrugged.

“No, I just wanted to check on you, to see how you’re doing too. Are you good? You didn’t seem so fine at the meeting today.” Angelina fluttered her eyelashes.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I was just a little preoccupied with my thought. A lot of things going on in this head.” I sighed.

“Okay, maybe I can help with that.” Her voice had dropped low and was sultry and she bent lower.

“Yes, maybe you can actually help me. You know a lot of things about a lot of people, right?” I asked her.

“Yes, what do you need?” She nodded.

“I need some information, and I was hoping I would count on you.”

“Anything, alpha Lucien.” She batted her lashes.

With the look on her face, I wondered if I could take back my words and let her go her way.

“Do you know anything about Brielle? Anything that has been going on with her?” I leaned forward and she sighed, shaking her head.

“I don’t know much about her. Why? Has she committed a crime or something? Last time I checked you two weren’t together anymore.” She looked at me warily.

“Do you know anything about Brielle and what is going on with her? Yes or no is supposed to be in your answer.” I was already getting irritated.

“Uh, no. I don’t know anything about her for now, but I can help you if you need to find something out.”

I wanted to accept the offer, but I had to think about Brielle first. Angelina didn’t exactly like Brielle, and I didn’t think I would feel alright with Angelina stalking her.

No. I’d just continue confronting her in that case, until she gives in.

“What do you say, Lucien? Should I give you a hand?” She sat, waiting.