Semua Bab Abandoned By My Mate : Bab 41 - Bab 50

She had no answer to the question. She couldn’t possibly have one. She was scared of what she wanted to hear, and somehow, the truth seemed to hurt more than it should.Clara lingered outside the gym for longer than necessary. The warm breeze of the midday sun brushed her skin, but she could barely feel the heat; her thoughts blocked her feelings. Her fingers curled gently into a small fist. She squeezed her hands tighter, as tho she was holding onto something that wasn't there. The question still played around her mind, could it actually work between them?She shook her head, trying to dismiss it. She knew she couldn't think of such, so she pushed it aside and finally stepped inside the gym. Melinda's eyes locked onto hers the moment she entered, but Clara ignored the glare, choosing not to give her attention. She rather returned to her group, but stopped a few feet away from them. She stood and watched as Damien instructed the trainees.His movements were sharp and clean. Everything

Jace felt like he had heard enough. How much more could he take? He was yet to recover from the first bombshell, and now another one had just dropped. From the look of things, this one would be worse.The tension hung thick in the air between Jace and Gabriel. Both men were rooted to the floor. They didn't say anything, they just stared at each other with clenched jaws, then back to the expectant face of Stephanie.Jace ran a hand over his hair in frustration while Gabriel stood with his hands on his hips. The weight of what was about to come pressed heavily on their shoulders, and for a moment, neither could find the right words.Then Jace looked over at Gabriel. Their eyes locked for a second, they seemed to be communicating with each other through their eyes, by there was no mindlink, just mutual understanding. Whatever this was, it wasn’t going to be good. Jace nodded slightly, and Gabriel returned it."Stephanie," Jace called, his voice sharp. "Lead us there."Without a word, Ste

It was a very familiar sound, one that wasn't heard often, but when it was, it drew everyone’s attention. Just like today.The sharp, pulsing alarm that echoed through the gym wasn’t just any sound. It was the Pack’s official emergency broadcast tone. Everyone, trainees, coaches and even passerbys, all stood, frozen in place. No one dared to ignore it. Clara, who was in the middle of a session, dropped the foam pad she was holding and immediately turned towards the massive wall screen that now lit up with red lights, signaling that a message was incoming.For a moment, the screen remained blank, building anxiety among the people before it lit up with the image cleared.Her heart stopped for a second, and by the looks of things, everyone who knew the fact on the screen shared the same emotion.There, projected for all to see, was a face Clara never thought she'd witness in real-time, Blackwood.Gasps echoed around the gym as murmurs began to spread. Clara’s breath caught in her throat.

It had been a rough day for him, and all he needed was some good news, something to put a smile on his face before he fell asleep, but worry washed over him, and anxiety followed.Jace stared at the lit-up screen of his phone like it held the answers he needed. Nine missed calls, four from Clara and five from one of the officers. His thumb hovered over the space between their contact names, and his eyes flicked from one to the other.He exhaled sharply. He wasn’t ready for Clara, not for whatever conversation she wanted to have. A part of him hoped it wasn't what he thought, but deep down, he knew it would be. Her calls had come in quick succession, which wasn’t casual. She certainly wasn’t "just checking in."And truthfully? He didn’t feel like talking to her, not when his entire reality was being chipped away piece by piece by Blackwood’s invisible hand.He tapped the officer's name and hit "call." The line connected after just one ring.“Alpha,” his voice came through. It was urgen

Her words nearly pushed Jace off the counter. Ever since the day it happened, he hadn't spoken about her, not with Marla, not with anyone. So hearing Marla talk about his mother, just like that, so casually, it cracked something deep inside him. Something that had been buried for far too long.He stood upright, choking slightly on his own breath. He furrowed his brows as he stared at Marla like she had just said the most outrageous thing in the world. "What did you just say?" he asked. His voice was rough, almost hoarse.Marla turned and stood by the warmer with her back slightly turned to him. She then looked over her shoulder at him with a small smile. “I said, I can still remember the last words your mother told me.”Jace swallowed and tightened his jaw. “What, what did she say?”There was a deliberate pause, an exaggerated silence in her expression before she finally turned around to face him fully. “She said that you’d try so hard to fill your father’s boots, that you’d work your