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Chapter 4

Jason Wolfe

One… two… three steps, and her voice slithered through the air.

“What do you want in return for helping me?”

I halted abruptly, a smirk curled around my lips. Yes! I knew she was going to cave in… Not that she had a choice.

‘Your pain and that of your family’.

I turned to her, maintaining a straight face.

I stared silently, eyes locked on her.

Then I asked. “What do you have to offer me?”

I watched as she bit her lip, her gaze dropping to the floor, as she balled her fists beside her.

Then she shook her head, her voice was low. “Nothing.”

Yes! She didn't have anything to offer me. Just like her vile father, she has nothing to offer. But still, I needed her.

I studied her body language. She was at her breaking point. She was in the most vulnerable state at the moment… the perfect time that I needed to strike.

I tucked my hands in my pockets. “Is that a yes?”

She lifted her gaze to me, her eyes heavy with unspoken pain, as if saying ‘do I look like I have a choice?’

She hesitated, as if giving it a thought again, then she nodded, taking a deep breath. “Yes… I will accept your offer.”

My inside bubbled with excitement, a smirk touched my lips, but disappeared even before she could notice it.

Then she asked, pathetically… “What do I have to do?”

I stretched my hand and said, “Let me have your phone.”

Colours drained from her face as she stared with her eyes widened, clueless.

“Oh… my phone…” she muttered, then fetched her phone and handed it to me.

I punched in my number and dialled it. Once my phone started to ring, I disconnected the call and gave it back to her.

“I have your number now. I'll call you.”

Her lips, but no words came out. She only stared, shocked.

“Hmm…” Her voice cracked.

“For now, avoid Henry and Chloe as best as you can…”

I paused as I approached the exit door, and our eyes met as I looked back over my shoulder.

I'd watched Adele for months from afar… studied her like a book while keeping my distance, and even stalked her. Because I wanted to know her. I needed to know everything about her… only then would I be able to break her beyond repair.

I balled my fingers beside me, my heart wrenched painfully. The weight of the pain of years that I'd carried around, pressing on my chest.

I'm going to make them all pay for the death of my father… Wilson, the Alpha, and everything related to them. I won't spare any of them.

‘Don’t blame me, Adele. Blame your father, for his atrocities roped you into this’.

“You can keep the jersey.”

I flashed her a smile before stepping out.

My phone screen lit up with a text as I headed to the locker room, and I paused along the walkway.

Alpha;

‘Hey, son. Let's have dinner tonight. I would like to introduce you to a friend’

I clenched my jaw, my grip tightened on my phone, eyes glued to the screen as memories of fifteen years ago clawed back into my mind… That day while my father was being laid to rest, the Alpha had hugged me tightly with tears in his eyes, promising to love and protect me like his biological son.

Back then, I trusted him. I was grateful for the way he treated me… I thought he was just looking after his beloved beta and best friend's son, not until years later when I learned the horrifying truth.

He killed my father.

But my question remained unanswered… Why did he send me out of the Pack? Was it out of guilt? Was it so I never got to know the truth?

It didn't matter, anyway, but still, I will find answers to my questions.

‘Sure. I'll be home tonight’