Make-out Session

Chapter 45

Chase's pov

"...And if otherwise you haven't gotten the message, it means Get. The. Fuck. Away. From. Me. Good-bye, Chase."

But I didn't, I didn't get the fucking message yet she walked away. Nadia- that was the only word I could catch onto that made my head whirl up in different dimensions. She did the deed, I know Nadia was the one who told her about our plans. Though I was grateful the letter got to her father's hand, I despise how she walked away from me and I couldn't hold her back this time. Even though Nadia was hell-bent on ruining Elena, she'd better know it's going to affect me one way or the other. Mates- that's one term she doesn't seem to understand.

Taking my phone out of my pocket to call one of my informant, I heard a bang which made me stop. I was stalking towards the direction Elena had got lost in before I could even think.

"L-et me go, you're hurting me."Elena was choking amidst her words, her tormentor back there grabbing her throat and sneering his nos