Chapter 40, Who Was That Man
Chapter 40 Who Was That Man
(Sombett’s POV)
Alexander’s ander eyes huned with fustration as he closed the distance between is. His towering figure loomed, blocking my view of anything else
“You left no room for doubt, hemlett He barely breathed the wonds, his tone laced with something raw and accusatory “Who was that man the other day? The one with you in your home. Don’t think I’ve forgotten”
I crossed my arms, steadying my expression. “Why are we still on thes, Alexander? i thought you just made it painfully clear you weren’t interested in
Iis jaw ticked his wolf staring beneath his skin “That doesn’t mswer my question, does it? You haven’t denied it either. Are you confirming it? Do you really her notes left to me or this pack?”
took tep back, ting my head defiantly “Tark you already know the wor, lut just in case it’s not clear, Alexander, one more time lowe you nothing. Not an explanation. Not a tie. Nothing”
His hand shot out, gripping my wrist, though not hard enough to buri. “Youm impossible,” he Fessed. “You think this is strength, don’t you? Turning everyone against you and making nominies at every comer. What do you want from this?”
Before I could respond a cold, cutting volue thundered through the nit, commanding immediate attention.
“Let her go
Roman stepped into view, his alpha presence washing over the room like my wave. His height, his composed fury and his sharp blue eyes sent shivers even through me. Gripping Alexander’s wrist in one movift motion, he pried his hand off mine effortlessly.
“You should know better, Amber, Roman growled, his voice sharp as stool. “Laying so much as a finger on her again would be your last mistake.”
Alexander froze, tom between fight and mulmington. The sheer dominance radiating from Roman made the air heavy, almost suffocating. Slowly.
Alexander’s hand fell to his side.
“Who are you?” Alexander demanded, although his voice locked it usual fierce confidence,
Homan tilted his head slightly lon sippling in his tone. “Someone you don’t want to challenge.”
Then, with a fun yet startling gentleness, Roman’s hand found mine, pulling me protectively behind him. His fingers grazed my wrist, checking for harm. “Are you alright?” he asked quietly, his calm breaking briefly to reveal a flicker offer
I nodded, though the tension in the air still clung to me.
Homan’s glare returned to Alexander, and his voice turned lethal. “This isn’t a gathering worth her time. Let’s go, Scarlett”
With that, he led me toward the exit. The grand hall grew quieter with each step we took. Roman’s hand remained steady on my lower back, guiding me firmly but gently, his presence an unyielding shield.
Dehind us, the thurmurs started.
“Who is man with Scarlett?”
“Someone powerful. Look at the way he walks. The way Alexander from.”
Roman didn’t look back or even flinch at their words. Meanwhile, I remained silent, trying to process the eruption of emotions broiling within me.
In Roman’s sleek black SUV, the silence stretched heavy. He navigated the dark road with precision, though every few seconds, I caught him glancing me from the corner of his eye. His unspoken questions hung thick in the air.
Finally, I broke the silence. His voice was quiet, but every word carried weight. “Did anyone else?”
“Did anyone else what?”
Chapter 40 Who was that Man
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by “Were there others who tried anything like that fool?
Hates who koungest bay in the back seat, chuckled hostly before I could speak. “Honestly? She’s got more bite than any of them do Daniel Winter’s brunes are lying pivot of that
saman eyes flicked to the rearview miror, unpressed “This joke, Hater”
somed by now”
hands. They in serious. Somlett wasnt the victim tonight. Trust me, Homan. If anything, these Northern wolves should be running.
Despite Hooter’s light hearted attempt to defuse the tension, Ronan didn’t relax in the least. His free hand reached toward me, brushing fingers along where Alexander had grabbed my wist eather “Show me he said quietly, though it wasn’t a request.
Exighed, knowing he wouldst drop it. Polling back my sleeve slightly, I revealed nothing but smooth skin, untouched punishment. “See? I’m fine,”
assured Nin
He didn’t look entirely convinced. Before he could press further, my phone buzzed in my pocket. The name on the screen made Roman’s expression
“Roman said flath, his voice sharp
I frowned, swiping to answer with deliberate defiance: “It’s just for dinner” said simply already lifting the phone
Before could say anything to the receiver, Roman’s icy glare made me pause. He didn’t say a word at first, his expression alone demanding my
“Dinner?” he linally spoke, his tone dangerously low: “Cancel it”
Roman
You have nothing to prove to anyone else, Scarlett” he stated firmly, not letting me finish
“Thandle it later,” I replied terseb, ending the call Relax, Roman”
- ed. “Yeah, that’s gonna happen.”
Hunter snorted.
Roman ignored him, though his tension remained thick and unwavering. Just then, his phone began buzzing on the dashboard. Nathan Blake’s name
up on the screen.
He
dnt even reach for it.
“You’re not going to–7” gestured toward the phone as its ringing continued.
No.” he said simply
“Roman” I started, carefully choosing my words. “Refusing him might jeopardize aliances between the Eastern and Northern packs. It’s bad enough
there’s tension already-”
Hice–blue eyes locked on me briefly, halting my words instantly. “You think I care about their alliances with me after tonight? If they can’t control rimembers, they’ve proven worthless already”
“Roman, that’s dangerous thinking. You know they’re not-
“You will always be my top priority, Scarlett,” he said, his voice soft yet unyielding. “Always. I don’t care who they are or what they believe they bring to
the table. I’ve built everything I have to protect what matters”
I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. His words hung between us, heavy and powerful
Though he returned his focus to the road, his hand briefly covered mine where it rested on my leg. The simple gesture silenced everything in my
For the first time in years, I wasn’t sure what to say next
(Nahas POV
The grand hall of Silver Moon Manor descended into complete chaos the moment Roman Thorne led Scarlett out.
Chapter 40 Who Was That Man.
Pack healers swarmed Daniel Winter, who groaned in pain where he lay sprawled on the marble floor. His pride was damaged just as much as his
body, judging from the livid growl rumbling from his chest.
And Sophie. She stood nearby, wringing her hands like some tragic maiden caught in someone else’s disaster.
“Get her away from him, Marcus Winter barked furiously, his Alpha power crackling. His anger was palpable, sharp and suffocating.
Sophie’s face paled. “But-”
“You’re part of the reason for this mess,” he growled, cutting her off. His authority left no room for argument.
Two enforcers stepped forward, grabbing Sophie’s arm to lead her toward the exit. She struggled pathetically, her protests growing louder with
every attempt she made to resist.
I watched the scene from the far side of the room, my stomach sinking further with each passing second. This wasn’t just a mess–it was an outright disaster. One that could topple alliances built on carefully constructed negotiations.
“Alpha?” my Beta, Carter, approached cautiously, hesitating just outside my personal space.
“What is it?” My voice was harsher than I intended.
He cleared his throat, stepping closer, “Roman hasn’t answered your call. And by all accounts… he’s likely not going to
I clenched my jaw. Of course he wasn’t picking up. This was his message: If the Northern packs could not control their members, perhaps their
territories aren’t worth his consideration.
