Chapter 6
Ronan made no attempt to intervene. A cruel smirk played on Adeline’s lips as she lifted her hand and struck me twice, her nails slicing into my cheek and leaving behind searing pain and thin rivulets of blood. Turning to Ronan, she feigned distress, her voice laced with insincere concern. “Alpha, what should we do? I’ve harmed Anastasia.“N
Ronan merely scoffed, unimpressed by her act. “She brought this upon herself, Adeline. You’re too softhearted, worrying about her when she was the one who hurt you first.“N
The guards loosened their grip, and I crumpled to the floor, my body aching from both the blows and the impact. As I lifted my gaze to meet Ronan’s, fury burned in my eyes. His next words, however, sent a fresh wave of outrage crashing over me.
“Anastasia, you owe Adeline an apology,” he declared, his voice sharp and unyielding.
Owe her? The very thought was absurd. She was the one who had spread vicious lies about my son, Kieran. The injustice of it all churned inside me, boiling over in a fury I could no longer suppress. My voice dripped with venom as I scoffed. “In your dreams! I despise you!”
For the first time, I met Ronan’s gaze without an ounce of the affection that had once resided there. What had once been admiration had now solidified into pure, unwavering hatred.N
A flicker of something unreadable passed through his expression–annoyance, perhaps, but tinged with an unfamiliar softness. “Anastasia,” he began, his tone shifting, “just listen to me, and you can have anything you desire. I can be there for your son. I can even make you my Luna.“}]
His words felt like a cruel mockery of the past. I had once dreamed of standing at his side, of holding the title of Luna with pride. But the reality had been starkly different–while I had hidden in the shadows, he had paraded Adeline before the world as his true mate, his unwavering companion in the presence of other Alphas and their packs. I had been nothing more than a secret, a forgotten whisper in his life. And now, when I no longer wished for what he dangled before me, he wielded it as a means to bend me to his will.
The sting of Adeline’s slap still burned, but I refused to let it show. Instead, I met Ronan’s gaze head–on, my voice steady and resolute. “There’s no need, Alpha. We’re finished.”
Shock flickered in his eyes, as if my rejection was something beyond comprehension.
A slow, derisive smirk curled on his lips. “What’s this? No longer running to me, pretending you need me just so I can entertain your son?”
His words dripped with malice, but before I could respond, Adeline spoke, her voice thick with mock sympathy. “Anastasia, stop trying to deceive Alpha Ronan. If Kieran were truly dying, why would you be here alone?”
That was the final straw. My patience snapped like a brittle thread. “Shut up! You have no right to say his name!”
Adeline’s expression wavered into one of feigned hurt, but the glint of satisfaction in her eyes remained. “Okay, I won’t bring him up anymore,” she murmured, her tone laced with false innocence. “Please, don’t be mad at me, Anastasia.“}
Her crocodile tears didn’t fool me. But Ronan, clearly provoked by my reaction, let out a cold, humorless chuckle. He moved with deliberate slowness, reaching into his pocket and retrieving his phone as if savoring the moment, as if preparing to strike a fatal blow.”
With a smirk, he dialed a number and placed the call on speaker. His voice carried a chilling command. “Beta Magnus, find out everything about Anastasia’s son, especially his exact location. If he’s receiving treatment in the pack’s infirmary, cease it immediately.“>
The air thickened with tension, heavy with the weight of his threat. His gaze never wavered from mine, watching me like a predator savoring the torment of its prey. He expected me to break. To crumble.
Instead, I held his gaze, my lips curving into a grim, defiant smile.
Then, Beta Magnus’s voice crackled through the speaker, delivering a blow that neither of us had anticipated. [Alpha Ronan, Kieran is gone. He passed away the day after you vanished..]N
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