Maximus:
I have never seen Emt lose his calm like this before.
He didn’t even listen to us and grabbed his wine bottle to head out of the mansion.
"I’ll go after him," Kaye gave a hand gesture to stay behind. Since Kaye had been going through his own ssed-up phase of the curse, he didn’t want to be around Helanie for too long. It would be a disaster if he attacked her.
As for Emt, he needed soone with him in case he forgot everything and went missing.
As Kaye and Emt left the mansion, my attention went back to Helanie. She was standing alone in the hallway while Jessica was all over Norman.
The awkward look on Helanie’s face was no mystery. She had probably realized that she acted on her feelings.
Now what kind of feelings—that’s what concerned .
And then there was Norman. He was holding her hand, not letting her walk away, and staring at her, while Jessica was clearly more interested in talking to him than letting him get distracted.
But I was bothered.
Deeply bothered.
I had never seen my brother let a woman jump at him like that. It was such a terrible sight for .
"Helanie," I had to step in and get her out of that awkward mont. And to also remind her that Jessica was my brother’s fiancée, and it should be her with Norman.
She finally snapped out of it and walked toward , walking past Norman and Jessica—but a bit too slowly.
She approached and gave a head nod so that we could walk away.
I followed her outside, straight to the garden.
"I must say I am disappointed with you," I started, watching her lower her head even more. "Jessica is a nice girl. You should have thought of her before—" I wanted to make her realize she needed to keep her distance from Norman, but when I saw her lower her head even further, I stopped.
"But then again—it’s not like you did sothing unforgivable," I changed my tone, but it didn’t affect her. She had her hands in her lap, rubbing them together and blinking nonstop. She probably wanted to hold back the tears. Was she hurt that Jessica caught her with Norman, or was it sothing else?
Could it be that she was jealous?
No!
I shook my head to dismiss the idea. Norman isn’t even her mate.
"Helanie! Co on, it wasn’t a big deal. You were just feeling guilty that Norman got arrested because of your case, so when you saw him free, you got emotional. It’s not that big of a deal. I’m sure Jessica didn’t mind it either," I wanted to keep talking until she felt better.
"I will go rest in—" she finally looked up from the ground but instantly went silent. I narrowed my eyes at her, waiting for her to finish what she ant to say.
After a careful mont, she added, "If you don’t mind, can I sleep in the guest room?"
I felt like her words slapped . I guess she first wanted to ask for my bedroom, but then she must have rembered Charlotte. These won in our lives were becoming such a hurdle to being with Helanie—it was starting to really annoy .
I wished Helanie would rest in my room.
"Of course, Helanie. This is your mansion—go ahead, take any room you want," I whispered with a smile, hoping she’d at least feel a little better. But simple words couldn’t bring back the smile she had lost.
As I watched her walk away, I didn’t care if she was jealous or feeling sothing for Norman. I would still put her happiness first.
’And do what?’ my wolf groaned inside .
’I’ll gift her sothing amazing,’ I smiled as I got up from my seat. I had a plan in mind—a perfect one.
"Make sure you stand outside her room, and no woman in the mansion goes in to disturb her," I warned a guard to stay outside the guest room and stop anyone who might cause trouble.
As for , I had sowhere to be. After taking a ride with my rather grumpy wolf, I arrived at Benita’s café.
"Hello," I said as I walked into the café, raising my hand to wave at the custors. Benita ran out from behind the counter.
"Maximus, what business do you have here?" her tone was harsh this ti.
"Aw, Aunty, don’t be like that. That’s rude, isn’t it? Aren’t you supposed to welco your custors with a smile?" I pinched her chin playfully while looking around to spot her loser of a son.
"She forgets her job, doesn’t she," said the voice I had been waiting to hear.
It was Byron, who had been summoned by Lamar.
The mont he walked in, the look on Benita’s face said she wasn’t happy. Of course she wasn’t. Byron was the one who had been challenged by Kaidon for the alpha title.
Byron was also the person she always claid had bullied Kaidon.
"Alpha Byron!" Now that it was the alpha of her pack, she had to bow down out of respect.
"What would you like to have?" she finally asked, pointing to the table while signaling one of her servers to help us out.
"Let’s see... what do we want?" Byron clicked his tongue, strolling between the chairs before turning around with a dramatic look. "Your son. Where is he?"
The playful smirk on his face disappeared as he got down to business.
"My son? Alpha, why would you want to see my son?" Her eyes lingered on —she had probably realized I had sothing to do with this.
"Is she supposed to question an alpha?" Byron muttered, asking .
"I haven’t been in a pack since I was a kid but—no!" I replied with a sharp tone. I had developed a strange dislike for the woman standing in front of because of how badly she treated Helanie, even after learning her son had been part of that horrific night.
"He’s in the house," she finally replied, now that she didn’t have a choice.
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