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“Anita, we want to speak .” “I suppose you’ve stated enough,” I replied, nonetheless reeling from his own circle of relatives ' contemporaries try to intimidate me. “Just listen,” Alex stated. “I recognize matters are awful proper now, however I can assist you. The Grayson call nonetheless has power, and in case you permit me to cope with this, I could make it pass away.” “Go away?” I snapped. “People’s lives were destroyed due to your own circle of relatives , Alex. You don’t get to brush this beneath the rug.”

Even in his helpless state, Alex still managed to smile at me. I laughed discordantly. This bastard had no shame at all. He should have realized his mistake and apologized sincerely. However, Alex acted like a person who had done nothing wrong. Does he think I'm a woman who's easily captivated by the disgusting smile on his face? “Grace, I'm sorry.” One hand shot up as if to reach me. Alex got up with slow movements while coughing up blood. His figure this time was exactly like someone who was about to have his life taken away by the god of death.

I sigh and run my palms down my arms. " Running? Ariel , you just hurt his feelings , you broke him." " You're not getting it Alexa. I can't keep up with this dangerous side of Gray. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me , yes but…" " You can't accept his dark past and his dark world huh?" Alexa asks and crosses her arms. She chuckles and bites her bottom lip.

looking helpless as he lost the only thing that made him a god: his land. "You look like you're staring at a funeral," Silas rumbled, standing by the window. His silhouette appeared massive against the grey sky. "I am," I whispered. My voice was a dry rasp, like a dead leaf when crushed. "I'm watching the burial of the Crescent Alpha. I just didn't expect the scene to look so... boring, and ordinary…" My cough broke the silence, a deep, racking tremor that made my ribs feel like they were being snapped back one by one. I pressed a tissue to my mouth that quickly soaked in a dark, thick crimson. I didn't panic; that was for people who still had a future.

Especially, the unforgettable deed he did to himself which was his parents’ death. With the level of pains and sorrows in him, he can commit suicide one night. He saw it like he had lost everything. Even, if Alex forgives him deeply the relationship could never be the same again. Therefore, he decided to just leave the country and didn’t have it in mind to turn back. Alex was at the living room at Grayson’s residence. It was Ryan that summoned for him to beg him again and handed over Salla’s Company to him. Alex was standing rooted on a spot that he was, and stared at Ryan signing the ‘Office Handover’ documents. Alex’s eyes were filled with tears and heartache.

I started off strong, but soon, Alexander Hale appeared in black suit, his hair styled in that unmistakably Alex way, and the man was infuriatingly dashing. My breath caught. His eyes fell on mine instantly, Jessica appearing by his side. I didn't let it deter me physically, even though my stomach churned. I couldn't stand her. She wore a full smile on her face when she spotted me, and I didn't want to concern myself with it. I tried to convince myself that she was nothing to me. “Thank you again! I hope we enjoy dinner!” I cheered on, and the room erupted in applause, their following compliments almost drowning me.

We trotted up the driveway and I noticed that Grayson was limping. When he shifted back he fell onto the porch and I shifted quickly and rushed to his side. His wrists and ankles looked horrible. I didn't mind that I was nude and pounded at the front door. Harkin opened it and eyed me oddly. "Help him," I shouted and he tore his eyes away from me and spotted the Alpha. "MABEL GET THE DOCTOR!" He shouted and lifted Grayson to haul him inside. "He's got silver poisoning, hope he pulls through it," Harkin grunted and laid the Alpha's prone body on the couch in the living room. I grabbed a blanket and covered him.

I inquired, recalling his previous charge of me, why he was upset with me. He didn't say anything. I inhaled deeply. I felt relieved since I had proven something to Alpha Greyson. That I am not a liar. I then remembered what Beta Miguel had told me before. That Alpha Greyson was trying to flee the darkness. And that I was one of the keys to getting out of that darkness. I don't understand it, but I can't help but draw certain conclusions. I've had traumatic experiences, but I can't remember them. How about Alpha Greyson? Is he traumatized? Does he remember them?

The drive home seemed like it took forever- even though it was only about 20 miles. I was hoping I didn’t crush Will’s self confidence too easily. I felt awful that he had went through such a terrible accident that would leave him without an arm, and just when hope was attainable for him to be able to fit in, he was deemed unacceptable by society. People were always so judgmental and and broke my heart… especially since he seemed like such a nice guy.

"But they were Volkov's children. They were working for him the whole time. They were determined to destroy my life piece by piece. To use me as bait to lure my supposedly dead parents out of hiding. Everything was orchestrated. Everything was planned. And I was too blind to see it." Grayson swallowed hard. His throat felt like it was closing up. "I am not trying to justify my actions. I am not saying I was perfect. I was a jerk in college. I know that. I treated people badly. I was arrogant and entitled and cruel sometimes. But I never wanted to hurt you specifically. Never wanted any of this to happen." His voice came out as barely more than a whisper. "I just want you to know that men hav