He pulled out a chair and sat down calmly.
I felt drained to my core.
Alpha Claude slammed his hand down once more. “What lawsuit? Haven’t we been embarrassed enough? She clearly has no feelings for you anymore. Let’s end this cleanly and move on!”
“Alpha Xavien,” I added, hoping to sway him, “if you agree to finalize the divorce, I’ll delete the recording and all other evidence I’ve gathered the moment the paperwork is signed.”
“Are you both finished?” Xavien picked up his chopsticks with an eerie calm. “Let’s eat first.”
I fought the urge to hurl my glass at his head and instead turned to Alpha Claude. “Please, talk some sense into him. We were married once-I don’t want this to get any uglier than it already is.”
With that, I signaled to my bodyguards to wheel me out.
Xavien made no move to stop me, and I didn’t bother to look back.
Outside, one bodyguard went to fetch the car while the other stayed close by my side.
I allowed myself a moment to relax, breathing in the cool evening air.
Suddenly, several men in Blood Moon Pack security uniforms appeared, swiftly overpowering my remaining bodyguard before he could react.
“What are you doing?!” I cried out, alarm bells ringing in my mind.
A shadow loomed over me. Before I could stand or flee, strong arms lifted me off the ground.
I looked up to see Xavien’s cold eyes, dark and filled with a chilling intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. There was something almost demonic in his gaze.
My heart sank. “Put me down! What do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, struggling against his grip.
Xavien ignored my protests completely, carrying me to his car.
He opened the driver’s side door and slid me across to the passenger seat, then locked the doors.
With one foot pressing the accelerator, he sped away from the house.
As we rushed through the gates, another car was entering-our vehicles nearly collided in Xavien’s desperate haste to escape with me.
“Xavien!”
Cira’s sharp, desperate voice cut through the quiet as she rolled down the window of the ward car they had just passed. Beside her sat Luna Daria, her face a mask of unreadable calm, her posture unnervingly still and composed.
Alpha Xavien heard the call-there was no doubt about that. Yet his expression remained chillingly detached, his features frozen in a mask of icy indifference. He didn’t so much as flinch or glance toward Cira.
Seated next to him, Celina turned her gaze toward Xavien, studying him carefully.
“Cira’s calling you,” she said softly, her voice steady but tentative, as though testing the waters. “Didn’t you hear her?”
Alpha Xavien gave no response. No word, no blink, no sign of acknowledgment.
In the car’s side mirror, Celina caught sight of Cira’s desperation deepening. The woman flung open her door and stumbled out of her vehicle, her designer heels making her unsteady as she broke into a frantic pursuit of Alpha Xavien’s car.
One hand clutched her phone tightly to her ear, likely dialing him in panic.
To an outsider, the scene might have seemed almost comical-but Celina knew better. Sitting beside a man whose grip on sanity was as fragile as a thread, it was anything but.
Cira chased them all the way to the estate’s iron gates, her screams growing more frantic with every passing second. To anyone watching, it looked like a complete emotional collapse.
But Luna Daria remained unmoved. She sat with her arms folded neatly in her lap, eyes fixed straight ahead, showing no sign of concern. She didn’t instruct her driver to follow or spare Cira a single glance-it was as if the entire scene was utterly irrelevant to her.
As their car slipped through the gates, Cira collapsed on the roadside, her face twisted with rage as she stared after the shrinking vehicle. Her jealousy was raw and unmistakable, her fury unhinged. It was clear she felt threatened, humiliated.
She had spent days trying desperately to keep Alpha Xavien by her side, only to watch him drive away with Celina once more. In her distorted mind, it must have looked like a reconciliation.
Unnoticed by Celina or Alpha Xavien, a van had stopped in the woods just outside the estate. It pulled away slowly as their car passed, keeping a calculated distance behind.
Three minutes later, miles away, Alpha Sebastian received a voice message through his encrypted line. “Miss Celina has been abducted by her husband. I’m following them now. Should I intercept and rescue her?”
Alpha Sebastian’s brow furrowed deeply. He paused, weighing the situation silently.
Alpha Xavien’s mental state was unstable-intervening too soon might provoke something far worse.
After a moment, he replied, “Keep following them.”
Moments later, a simple “OK” hand emoji appeared on his screen.
The chase had begun.
***
Meanwhile, I gripped my seatbelt with both hands, my knuckles turning ward against the smooth black leather.
The speedometer had soared past 140 mph-and still climbed.
My heart hammered wildly against my ribs, its frantic rhythm matching the roar of the engine.
A cold sweat gathered at the nape of my neck, sharp and clammy.
Outside the window, the world blurred into streaks of grant and gray-trees, signs, guardrails-all melting into dizzying lines I couldn’t process.
“Could you slow down a bit?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm, neutral, non-threatening.
I knew better than to provoke him when he was like this.
Xavien’s lips curved into something resembling a smile, but it was anything but warm. It was sharp, cold, and utterly unkind.
“Are you scared?” he asked, eyes locked on the road ahead.
“I thought you weren’t afraid of anything anymore.”
There was a mocking edge in his voice, something dangerous lurking just beneath the surface-as if he wanted me to be afraid.
I swallowed the hundred things I wanted to say.
Keeping my tone even, I replied, “I only have one life, and I’d like to keep it intact. You should value yours too.”
He gave no answer. Instead, his foot pressed harder on the accelerator.
I tried again, using the calm, detached voice I’d perfected over years of emotional battles. “Life is long,” I said flatly. “Everything passes eventually. No need to get emotional or impulsive.”
Even to me, my words sounded hollow-but I kept talking. Words were anchors; if I stopped, I might start screaming.
Then, without warning, he jerked the steering wheel sharply to the right.
The world lurched sideways.
I slammed into the seat as the car veered violently off the main highway onto a narrow side road. The tires skidded briefly before gripping the asphalt once more.
The road was barely wide enough for two cars.
I straightened up, jaw clenched tight.
My heart nearly stopped.
Trying to steady my breath, I glanced outside.
Dense trees lined both sides of the road. The sky above darkened into twilight-the dangerous in-between hour when day and night blurred together.
The man beside me felt like a stranger, possessed by something dark and unpredictable.
“May I ask where we’re going?” I ventured cautiously.
“I don’t know,” Xavien replied flatly.
Five minutes of tense silence stretched between us before I tried again.
“We don’t really hate each other, do we? You made a mistake that men all over the world make, and I’m just a stubborn woman. We once had beautiful love, but time wore it away. We’re just following our hearts to the natural end. I don’t resent you anymore, so please don’t bother me.”
Xavien turned to look at me, his eyes impossible to read. “You’re really afraid of dying, aren’t you?”
I gripped my seatbelt tighter.
What did he mean by that? Was it my insistence on divorce that had pushed him over the edge? Or the threat of exposing his intimate recording with Cira?
My mind raced, searching for escape routes.
Strangely, the first person I thought of calling wasn’t the police-it was Alpha Sebastian, the seemingly omnipotent Alpha who always appeared when I needed help.
But why would he risk rescuing me again? What was I to him?
“Who are you thinking about?” Alpha Xavien’s voice cut through my spiraling thoughts, sharp and accusing.
I glanced at him. “I’m wondering when you’ll stop the car. What if we run out of gas? How will we get back?”
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