Semua Bab Alpha, it's Time for Divorce: Bab 31 - Bab 40

“Why are you helping me when you hate me? Is this because you want me out of the way?”I was too curious – too suspicious – not to ask again.Actually, I hoped she could get Kian’s attention. If she wanted him so badly, I prayed she got him.“You’re quite easy to hate, you know?” She said with a sort of derisive chuckle that made me want to do something irrational. “And who the hell wants your leftovers?”“You’ve chased after Kian all your life and now you want to act like you don’t want him? Can you fucking slow down?” I clutched the seat as she sped up her car.“I’m doing you a favour so shut the fuck up,” she barked at me.I shut up.After a short silence, she finally spoke.“You think you’re better than me, huh?” she blurted. “As arrogant as that bastard. You know nothing about me, yet you’ve given yourself all the liberties to judge me.”She spoke in a tone that made no sense. Verity Caine was known widely as a vain woman. There were hushed up jokes that the V in her name stood f

KIAN’S POV I knew she would run. I thought I was prepared to catch her but I had underestimated my mate.“Isn’t she impressive?” A smile stretched my lips as I thought of her meticulously planning, putting things together to escape me.Me.The same person she swore she could never live without.“Who?” Matthew looked around the room.“My mate,” I responded to his confusion. “All the warriors, all the trackers, all the officers I have looking for her, she evaded them all. Despite shutting down the pack, she still found a way out. Like a rat.”“I – am not sure if you’re angry or pleased right now.”“It’s just like her to surprise me like this. How many men have managed to evade me for three days when I set out to find them? She would be the first.”“That’s not – Is that a good thing?”“I’m curious what kind of people she must have met in these three days. We’ll have a lot to discuss when I find her.”“If we find her,” Matthew emphasised.Something hot flashed in my head. I heard a pound

It was not unexpected but I was exhausted. The constant moving, the constant looking over my shoulders, the nightmares, the anxiety, I was tired of it all. Yet, it had only been a week. It was one thing to prepare for a situation and a totally different thing to live through it. There was a constant tightness in my chest, a constriction that stopped me every time I tried to take in a deep breath.It wasn’t only my chest that hurt. My shoulders hurt from all the awkward positions I found myself sleeping in. My neck hurt from the countless number of times my head whipped back when I felt like I was being watched. My back hurt from the lumpy mattresses I slept on. My legs hurt from the unending miles that I had been forced to walk to evade Kian’s eye.As I brushed my teeth at the crack of dawn, under the flickering motel light, I wondered if it was even worth it. What was I running from? I’d enjoyed a life of luxury and thrown it all away to live like nothing more than a fugitive“Curse

KIAN’S POVFlipping through the report in front of me, I almost laughed. Playing with filthy kids and serving cheap coffee. Was this the life Natalie chose over me? Was this the purpose she was so desperate to find when she insisted on divorcing me? My mate ran off just to settle in a no-name town with old folks and terrible internet. It was amusing, yet it was not.“Uncle, are you Miss Anna’s friend?” “Greg, you can’t – please keep quiet, okay?” Xavier, the father of the little boy in front of me, quickly shielded his son.“What sort of a monster am I?” I looked at the father and son. “Do you think I’d hurt your child?”“No, I just –““That’s enough.” I silenced him.Anna. That was the tacky, bland name she went by now. My mate abandoned her life with me to hide out in a small, nameless town with a bland, unassuming name. The man, Lancer, who had helped her escape, the idiot who chose such a stupid name, had long been apprehended and thrown into the dungeons.I’d given Natalie a ch

There was blood on me, blood around me, blood everywhere. In the corner where I was huddled, I tried not to look into the blank eyes of the dead man staring straight at me with accusation in his eyes. I hadn’t killed him but his blood had splattered all over my clothes. Some of it had touched my tongue as I screamed when he was cut down.“Natalie.” Kian moved the body with his feet as he squatted in front of me. “It’s over. Let’s go.”There was blood on him. There was blood everywhere. It was all I could perceive. All I could see around me. The scent overwhelmed me. It was like a scene from a nightmare that even my wildest imagination could not come up with.There was blood everywhere.Bodies everywhere.“Natalie.” He stretched out a hand to me. There was blood on his hands. It coated his fingertips and seemed to drip down.He must have noticed how uncomfortable it made me. The blood. The hand. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his hand but I could still see it. There was too much