- Chapter 26
- [Evelyn’s POV]
- What the actual hell is going on?!
- My heart was hammering in my chest, I was nearly certain that it was going to break through my rib cage. Alexander’s voice was
- sharp and tore through the air like a knife. I should have known that something was wrong from the moment I decided to follow
- Fiona out here.
- Alexander would never have allowed me to come here. This had to have been all of Fiona’s doing. But why?
- When I saw the whites of Alexander’s eyes, I felt as if my life in his pack was coming to an abrupt halt. His gaze landed on me
- before noticing that Fiona was even standing there. His brows were pulled together in confusion while glancing around the room.
- “Look what Evelyn did,” Fiona said accusingly. “I told her to be careful because that box means so much to you, but she wouldn’t
- listen.”
- Is she being serious?!
- When he noticed the box Fiona had so brutishly thrown onto the ground that the look of confusion swiftly shifted to that of anger.
- He snapped his head back to shoot me an accusatory look.
- I parted my lips to speak but she jumped at the opportunity to make the situation ten times worse.
- “It’s a good thing that you came when you did, Alexander,” she hummed. “I was just trying to tell Evelyn that shouldn’t be here,
- but she was rather insistent.”
- “What?” I hissed. I gaped at her in sheer disbelief. “That’s not-
- “My God, she was practically rummaging through all of your private rooms and even carelessly knocked over that box there,” Fiona added breathlessly.
- Alexander was deeply furious and instantly moved over to pick up the box from the floor. Based on the way he was clutching the
- box close to him, whatever was in that box had to have been the man’s most prized possession.
- I wasn’t immediately able to see what was inside of the box. All I knew was that Alexander was hesitant to open it, probably
- fearing for its current state.
- Oh, please. Whatever is in that box, please don’t let it be broken.
- His features softened with undoubtable worry. Whatever it was it had to have held great sentimental value to him.
- His tone was filled with venom as he spoke. “What was your reasoning for entering these secret rooms in the first place?” he
- asked, tightly.
- His Beta, Oliver, pulled out that same gun he once pointed in my back and aimed it right at me. I didn’t have time to muffle my
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- sharp intake of breath.
- Jesus Christ. This was a fucking setup.
- I should have known that this whole thing was a damn trap. I should have never openly believed anything Fiona had said. The girl was a goddamn bully and a snake.
- Fiona’s eyes widened in shock over Alexander’s way of handling things. But her surprise swiftly resolved to a more passive disposition. She remained silent and watchful, probably eagerly awaiting for Oliver to pull the trigger.
- I was finding it rather difficult to find the right words to say. I had been placed into such a compromising, sketchy situation, that
- I really wasn’t sure how it was going to end. It wasn’t as though Fiona was the one who spoke to the guards, insisting that I be let
- in.
- That sneaky sociopath tricked me into introducing myself to most of the guards and making them believe that I was the one who
- demanded to be let in.
- “Fiona told me that you wanted me to come here,” I said plainly.
- She scoffed in defense and tried to appear innocent by folding her shoulders inward.
- “Oh, that’s ridiculous. Everyone knows that these areas are off limits,” she contended.
- “If that was true then why are you here?” I asked back. “Why would you drag me all the way out here, claiming that Alexander
- had asked for me to be here?”
- No one spoke.
- Fiona quickly shook her head in denial. “It’s not true.”
- F
- I took a solid step forward, feeling my own anger and desperation to save my own life coursing through me.
- “It is true!” I declared. “And you wanna know how I can prove it?”
