Chapter Twelve : Two Alphas

Daisy’s POV

I sat across from Lycan at the dinner table in the private hall of the Moonlight Tower. He smiled at me, charming as ever.

“You look amazing tonight, Daisy,” Lycan said, pouring me a glass of sparkling water.

“Thanks. You don’t look bad either,” I said, trying to sound polite.

Lycan leaned in slightly. “I’m glad you agreed to come with me. We make a great team. People can see that.”

I forced a smile and nodded. This dinner was supposed to be about business. But Lycan clearly had something else on his mind.

Immediately we chatted, I noticed the room change. People whispered and turned toward the entrance. My heart skipped when I saw who had just walked in.

Dickson.

He was dressed in a black suit and walked like he owned the world. His eyes scanned the room and stopped on me.

I froze.

Lycan noticed. “Ignore him,” he whispered. “He doesn’t matter anymore.”

But Dickson was already walking toward us.

“Daisy,” he said as he reached the table. His voice was low, but firm. “Can I talk to you? Alone.”

Lycan stood up. “She’s not going anywhere with you.”

“This is between me and her,” Dickson growled, his jaw tight.

Lycan stepped forward. “And I’m saying she’s with me now.”

“Stop,” I said, standing between them. “Both of you, stop.”

I turned to Dickson. “What do you want?”

“I just… I needed to see you,” he said, glancing at Lycan. “Not with him.”

“You don’t get to decide that,” I said, holding his gaze. “You lost that right five years ago.”

Dickson looked hurt. For a second, he looked like the Dickson I used to know.

“I’ll leave,” he muttered, stepping back. “But we need to talk. Please.”

“Maybe another time,” I said coldly.

He walked away, but I saw the pain in his eyes.

Lycan watched him go and turned to me. “He’s not done with you.”

“I know,” I whispered. “But I’m done with him.”

We left the place immediately.

Later that night, we were already at my apartment,the weather was cold and I stared out the window. The city lights blinked back at me, but my mind seemed far away.

Lycan had dropped me off and kissed my cheek. It felt strange. Like I was forcing something.

I picked up my phone. I had four missed calls.

All from Dickson.

I tossed the phone on the couch.

Why couldn’t he just let go? Why is he so desperate?

Why can't he just leave me totally.

This is getting out of hand, and I will definitely disgrace him for his stubbornness and nonchalant attitude.

Dickson’s POV

I sat at the bar, drinking a whiskey I didn’t want. My hands shook slightly. Seeing Daisy with Lycan had messed with my head more than I expected.

She looked… happy. But her eyes were filled with sadness. I knew it.

Probably there's still a spark of feelings for, I can feel it, she will definitely come back to me.

“She’s gone, man,” the bartender said as he poured another drink. “Let her go.”

I didn’t answer.

What happens next, I said bluntly.

I couldn’t let her go.

Daisy’s POV

It was a very cold Morning I woke up to a knock on the door. When I opened it, I found an envelope on the floor.

No name. No address.

Inside was a photo.

Me and Lycan at dinner.

And behind us, blurred but clear enough…

Dickson.

Watching.

I slammed the door and locked it tight.

What was he doing? Spying?

It was already dawn later that day and I found myself storming into my partner's office.

I met Lycan in his office.

He saw the photo and cursed. “He’s following you. I’ll handle it.”

“No,” I said. “I’ll talk to him.”

“Are you sure?”

I nodded. “Yes. I have to clarify things to him, and let him know has to set boundaries.”

Daisy’s POV

I found Dickson at his Luxurious apartment, watching the younger wolves.

He saw me coming and stood up quickly. “Daisy.”

“I got your message,” I said, holding up the photo. “You think this is okay?”

“I just… I wanted to see you. That’s all.”

“From a distance? Like a creep?”

Dickson looked down. “I miss you.”

I shook my head. “No. You miss control. You miss what we had because you lost it.”

“That’s not true. I love you.”

“You didn’t love me when you married Rosa. Or when you kicked me out. Or when you made me sign those papers.”

“I was trying to protect—”

“I don’t care!” I yelled. “You had a choice, Dickson and please stop repeating these words all the time. And you didn’t choose me.”

He stepped forward. “But I’m choosing you now.”

“It’s too late.”

We were both silent for a moment.

“I’m going to marry Lycan,” I said, finally.

Dickson flinched.

“I hope he makes you happy,” he said, his voice low. “I just… I hope you’re safe.”

Lycan’s POV

From a distance, I watched them talk.

I didn’t like it.

Dickson still had a hold on her.

That couldn’t happen.

Not if I wanted her.

Not if I wanted the kids.

I needed a plan.

Rosa’s POV

Rosa stared at the same photo of Daisy and Lycan.

Her lips curled into a wicked smile.

“They think they can hide from me,” she whispered. “Let’s see how long that lasts.”

She picked up her phone.

“Time to set the plan in motion.”