Ignoring York’s agonized groans, Tessa stepped on the pile of documents and cards he had so proudly displayed. Without so much as a glance back, she walked away with Ysabel.
Ysabel was stunned.
That fluid motion, that commanding aura…
She had to hold herself back from cheering out loud.
She’s too cool!
Ysabel thought, her admiration soaring. Tessa could do no wrong in her eyes. Everything she did was downright impressive.
Nearby, Queenie’s friends tried to pull her away.
“Queenie, let’s go. York’s just a piece of trash. He brought this on himself.”
“Yeah, Queenie, let’s leave. Class is about to start.”
But Queenie shook her head.
Even after everything, seeing York in pain filled her with heartache. She still wanted to be with him. She told herself it was just a momentary lapse in judgment on his part.
She rushed to his side, tears welling in her eyes.
“Yorkie, are you okay? Let me take you to the hospital.”
York’s arm dangled awkwardly, the bones out of place. He’d need professional treatment before his body’s natural healing could kick in.
But instead of gratitude, York frowned at her approach.
“Queenie, stay away from me. I don’t want Tessa to misunderstand.”
“York…”
Queenie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Despite everything Tessa had done to him, he still wouldn’t give up on her.
“Queenie, I’m sorry,” York said, his voice weak but resolute. “But I think… I’ve found my true love.”
“True love? What does that make me, then?”
“Everyone makes mistakes before meeting the right person.”
Mistake… Queenie’s bitter laughter broke into a sob.
“York, you won’t get what you want. Tessa is nothing but a shameless – “
Before she could finish, York slapped her hard across the face.
“Don’t you dare talk about her like that again!”
Queenie’s tears fell freely now, stinging from both pain and humiliation.
If Tessa hadn’t come back…
If Tessa hadn’t met York…
If Tessa could just disappear…
Wouldn’t everything be different?
Consumed by these toxic thoughts, Queenie made a decision.
She dialed a number she hadn’t called in years.
“Hey, didn’t you always like Tessa? Well, guess what – she’s back.”
At 6:30 PM, Ysabel was heading back to school for evening classes. As she approached the school gates, she noticed Queenie crouched there, her face pale and drawn.
Ysabel didn’t want to get involved, but Queenie looked genuinely unwell. Reluctantly, she walked back.
“Queenie, are you okay?”
“Ysabel, my stomach hurts so bad. Can you take me to the hospital?”
Seeing Queenie in such obvious pain, Ysabel hesitated but eventually helped her up and out of the area.
By 7:00 PM, when evening classes started, Ysabel was still absent.
Tessa stepped out to call her.
“Ysabel, where are you? Why aren’t you in class?”
“Tessa, it’s me. If you want Ysabel to stay safe, you’d better come here right now.”
Hearing Queenie’s voice on the line, Tessa’s expression darkened.
“Queenie, if Ysabel loses even a single strand of hair, I’ll make you regret it. Believe me.”
Queenie only responded with a cold laugh. “Come alone, Tessa. If you dare bring anyone else, I’ll make sure Ysabel’s face is unrecognizable.”
Queenie hung up and sent Tessa the location from Ysabel’s phone.
“You know who I am, Queenie? You’re insane to kidnap me!” Ysabel fumed, glaring at Queenie.
“Ysabel, this isn’t my fault. Blame Tessa. If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t be in this position.”
“You’re absolutely crazy!” Ysabel shouted, furious.
“Shut her up,” Queenie ordered.
One of the werewolves behind Queenie moved forward and taped Ysabel’s mouth shut.
Ysabel burned with anger.
These idiots are going to regret this.
“Queenie, do you really think Tessa will come?” Hector Locke, a werewolf mercenary and Queenie’s cousin, asked.
“She will, Hector. Trust me,” Queenie assured.
Hector had been infatuated with Tessa for years. Tonight, he would finally have her – or so he thought.
Meanwhile, Tessa arrived at the location: an abandoned factory.
She pushed the heavy door open and saw Queenie and her accomplices, with Ysabel tied to a chair nearby.
Her sharp eyes scanned the room before settling on Queenie.
“Queenie, you’ve really grown bold.”
Queenie smirked. “Save your breath.”
“Let her go,” Tessa said, her voice calm but firm.
“Let her go? Are you joking?” Queenie sneered.
“Queenie, you do realize this is a crime, don’t you?”
“Don’t try to scare me, Tessa. I’m not that easily intimidated. Hector, tie her up. She’s yours. Didn’t you always want her?”
Hector’s eyes raked over Tessa, his infatuation evident.
“Tessa, do you remember me?” Hector asked, his gaze fixated on her.
Tessa’s attention shifted to Hector.
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