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Selene's POV I ran. I didn't know where I was going. Trees blurred together. My legs throbbed with blood. My feet were numb. My heart was breaking inside my chest. I didn't care. Let the wolves eat me. Let the night take me. I had nowhere else to go. Tears blurred my eyes. I could barely catch my breath. I had been kicked out of my dad's house. Kael—my lover, the man I loved more than anything in this world—had spurned me for someone else. He stood there. He witnessed Mira lying. He saw me crying and still… he turned away. He told me I could remain in the pack, but not in the house my father built. He said I could remain to learn how his children would eventually rule my father's pack. I stumbled again. My knee struck a rock, and I fell. I did not get up. I was tired. Tired to be powerful. Tired to be faking that I was okay. I wound myself around the forest ground. The biting wind cut through my body like blades, butnot so badly as what resided in my heart. Nothing could. Then darkness. When I opened my eyes, I did not know where I was. It was warm where I was. There was fire burning. I could smell smoke and herbs. I was lying on a pile of thick furs. A blanket had been pulled over me. I opened my eyes gradually. I was disoriented. Was I dreaming? Then I heard the voice. "Selene Adeleke. " My proper name. I sucked in a breath and sat bolt upright. My body creaked in pain, but my fear was the louder sound. "Who are you?!" I screamed. "How do you know my name?!" The man stood on the opposite side of the room. His arms were crossed over his chest. He had broad shoulders and thick black hair that just cleared his eyes. His face was rough—like a man who had fought in many battles. But his eyes… His eyes were soft. Sad. “My name is Ronan," he breathed. My heart stopped. Ronan. That name. I'd heard it before. My dad used to mention it when I was a little girl. He'd tell me about this man who had saved his life one time. A man he loved more than his own family. "If anything ever happens to me," my dad had told me once, "Find Ronan. He will take care of you” I looked at the man standing in front of me. Well, they are people with same name. "Ronan…" I whispered. "You're. you're the one my dad trusted." He nodded again, slowly. Once. The tears welled up again. I hadn't wanted them to, but they flowed before I could stop them. "I have nowhere to go, " I choked out. "They threw me out. My mate left me." Ronan came over to me. He hasn't say anything. He just sat beside me on the ground and looked at the fire. "I know, " he finally said after what seemed like forever. "I saw what happened. I've been watching” I looked at him, bewildered. "Why didn't you do something?" His jaw tightened. "Because it wasn't time." I didn't understand. But I was too broken up to ask questions. The night crept by. He handed me hot tea and a fresh shirt to change into. I huddled the blanket tighter around me and stared into the flames. My heart remained ripped out from my body. I could still see Kael cradling Mira. I could still hear him saying: I will be the ruler of this pack. You will reside here and watch how my offspring claim it for themselves one day. He had manipulated me. He had used my love… and my father's trust. And Mira… She had splashed water over herself and blamed me. She had used the victim role, and Kael had believed her. They all believed her. I had begged. I had cried. And they had turned their backs to me. I do not know for how long I stared at the fire, but when I turned to Ronan, he was looking at me. Not like Kael did. There was no pity in his eyes. Just quiet comprehension. "You don't have to speak now," he informed me. "You've lost everything. But you haven't lost you.” I lowered my head. "I don't know who I am anymore." "You're Selene Adeleke," he told me. "Daughter of Alpha Adeleke. The rightful heir of this pack” I looked at him, my heart pounding. "No one believes that anymore." "I do, " he told me. "And your father did." “My dad will be so disapppointed in me, I don't know what to do" I breathed. Ronan's face dropped. "Kael was your mate. And your father erred by trusting his daughter's heart." He stood up from his chair, pacing about. “I warned him," he grumbled. "I told him Kael was dangerous. I told him that boy would turn once power came into his possession. But your father believed in love more than politics. I know” Kael very well, and I knew he never love you, I let your father know, but he said No" I cough. "Kael banished me after he became the alpha, realizing that the whole pack respected me, trusted me with good sense" "So Kael banished you," I breathed. Ronan hesitated. His jaw flexed. "Yes." "Because you were too close to my father. Because the pack respected you." He nodded once. "Because he did not want me to get in his way. So he sent me away” My fists clutched the edge of the blanket. It all made sense now. How Kael had changed. How the elders had remained quiet. How my father's name was no longer spoken among the pack. Kael took it all. And Mira helped him. Ronan turned to face me once more, his voice gentle now. "Selene, " he said. "There is something else you must know." I looked at him, tears still falling. "What?" He glared at me, and his next words hit me like a bolt of lightning. "I'm Kael's uncle. " My breath was held in my throat. No. No, it was impossible. My chest wildly beating with my racing heart as the fire crackled on either side. Uncle? And why… Why would he help me? Why would he care? All in me were screaming questions. But I did not ask them. Not yet. Because this story… Was only just starting.Chapter Forty-ThreeThe Bitter Aftertaste It was a quiet afternoon, the sun Was shining brightly as Bradley decided to drive to the main street for shoppings and get some things. His mind was far from the steering wheel as he was driving, he drove slowly. When he got to a certain junction he parked his car and began to stroll down. He hoped the strolling wouldn't distract him from the heavy thought pressuring him.Every where was full of crowd, it really eases his anxiety, he thought about the innocent lady and the baby inside her. Wondering what she is facing over there, if she's okay and if she would come back home safely,His phone had remained silent for days. Since the last call from Rebecca, there had been nothing but a quiet, deafening silence. He checked it every few minutes, praying for a message or a call, something that would give him a clue as to her whereabouts. But nothing came. The weight of his betrayal pressed heavily on him as he thought about the wedding, now just a
Chapter Fourty TwoHope For The HopelessBradley couldn't sleep or went back to the bedroom, he was waiting for Rebecca's call since she had promised to call him back. And he could not call her back because he knew the kidnappers might be watching her, she might be in danger if he call her, his thought was with her through out the night.. he was tired and sleep trying to come but he find it difficult to sleep.After three hours, his phone vibrated again, it was around 4am In the morning, his thumb was already on the green light.There was a long pause on the other end, and Bradley could hear Rebecca's soft crying again. It tore him apart knowing that she was out there, alone, terrified,and in danger, and there was nothing he could do right now to help her over there, Bradley blamed his reaction from the past, cause he know he caused the danger into her life, Rebecca's cried brought a hole into his heart and he could not even utter any word, Rebecca wept bitterfully in silence."Bradle
Chapter Fourth OneA Cry in the NightAs Vince left,the McMichael mansion was shrouded in an eerie silence that night,the echoes of the day's grand celebrations lingering like a ghost in the vast halls. The wedding was the talk of the town. The wedding that had been meant to seal Bradley's fate had come and gone, leaving him feeling hollow and more distant from himself than ever before. Claudia, satisfied with the way Bradley accepted to do the wedding, had retired to her suite, outside the mansion flickered, casting shadows on the manicured lawns, and the final traces of the elaborate affair faded into the night.Bradley, however, was unable to sleep, he had spent his night turning and tossing on the bed.the way everything had happened was like a burden that he couldn't bear any more. His heart was far from him,he had been thinking about it and couldn't sleep. He has been thinking since the day Rebecca had disappeared. His mind refused to let go of the voicemail he'd received earlier
Chapter Forty The Night After The WeddingThe sun had long set and it's down, everyone had gone to their house,and the McMichael estate was cloaked in the quiet stillness of night. The wedding day had finally ended, the grand celebration that had brought together the country's elite was now just a memory. All the guests had left, even the Bride's parents. The staff had cleaned up the mess and the environment,and there was silence In the estate. But inside, the tension simmered like a pot about to boil over.Bradley and Claudia returned to their master bedroom after the wedding party, there was silence between both of them that was thick with unsaid words, a ticking time bomb. Claudia, still in her wedding gown, looked every bit the bride-but her face was full of anticipation and anger, her cheeks flushed with barely contained unsaid words. She had held it together all day, plastering a smile on her face as the crowd buzzed about Bradley's strange behavior at the altar. But now, beh
Chapter Thirty NineThe Wedding Day The atmosphere inthe McMichael estate was bubbling, casting a soft golden glow across the sprawling lawns where the wedding was to take place. It was the day Claudia's parents and the city had been waiting for and talking of the town. The McMichael-Claudia union was more than just a wedding; it was an event of bug people in the country and of political and social significance. Governors, senators, business tycoons, and even the president himself was invited in the guest list. The pavilion was decked with thousands of roses, chandeliers sparkled from above, and the air was thick with the scent of wealth, fame and privilege.The look was a testament to Claudia's ambitions and her family's influence. Dressed in a custom-made and fabric ivory gown that is full with jewels and flowers , she was the picture of the day. Her smile, though radiant, was edged with a smug satisfaction. This was her conqueror's, victory at last, the way she had worked tirel
Chapter Thirty Eight A Night To The Wedding Day It's the night of the wedding day. The McMichael mansion was full of brightness that night, the preparations for the wedding having reached fever pitch, everywhere was somehow right, the extended families were in the living room gisting and also preparing.From the elegant chandeliers to the elaborate flower arrangements, everything shows of wealth and power. The mansion was filled with laughter and excitement . Yet amidst the glitter and glamor, there were unspoken words that only Bradley could feel.As the hours of the wedding day grew closer, Bradley's heart was as heavy as the weight of a cow..he felt scared in his breath, every step reminds him of the life he was about to live with Claudia. Claudia had taken charge of the preparations with her characteristic efficiency and grace, but her presence felt oppressive, everyone knew Bradley wasn't happy enough, if really showed in his action.Bradley stayed silently in his room, starin







