Page 59 of Alpha's Forbidden Fate

Damn! She’s so small and yet so strong. But I’m stronger.

We grapple with each other, a tangled mess of limbs and desperation.

After a few moments, I manage to pin her to the ground, my hands holding her wrists above her head.

“We need to talk,” I say, my voice rough with emotion.

Selene’s eyes flash with anger and fear. “I told Grayson to stay away,” she insists, her voice trembling. “I swear.”

I look into her deep blue eyes, and something stirs in my chest. I roll off her, giving her space to stand.

She’s wearing leggings and a hoodie, her hair falling around her shoulders in disarray. I notice the suitcases lying around the room, and a sinking feeling settles in my stomach.

“Where are you going?” I ask, my voice strained.

Selene looks away, her expression pained. “I’m leaving town,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Why?” I demand. “Is it because you killed Mia’s pack, and now you’re running?”

She looks up at me, confusion written all over her face. “Mia’s pack? I didn’t do it,” she says, her voice desperate. “I swear, Liam. I didn’t kill anyone.”

I want to believe her, I really do. But there’s so much at stake, and I can’t afford to let my guard down.

“You can’t leave.”

“I have to,” she insists, tears welling up in her eyes. “I can’t stay here, Liam. It’s not safe.”

I feel a surge of frustration and anger rise within me. “I tracked you down once,” I say, my voice tight with emotion. “And I can do it again.”

And with that, I turn and leave her apartment, my heart beating wildly in my chest. She’s so beautiful, and she’s a vampire, and I need to talk to someone before I go insane.

Instead of driving home, I head to my family’s house, hoping that someone there can help me make sense of everything that’s happening. The streets blur past me as I drive, my mind racing with questions and doubts.

When I arrive at the house, I knock on the door, my heart pounding in my chest.

When it swings open, I’m greeted by Mom’s smiling face.

“Liam! It’s so good to see you. It feels like it’s been forever,” she says as she wraps me in a hug.

“Hey, Mom. I was literally with you a few days ago.”

Her expression falters when she sees the look on my face. “What’s wrong?”

“I need to talk to Dad,” I say in a strained voice.

Mom’s brow furrows in concern, but she nods. “He’s in his office. Come on.”

As we make our way through the living room, I catch a glimpse of Gray engrossed in a video game. There’s a lot I need to talk to him about too, but first things first.

We reach the office, and I push open the door.

Dad is seated at his desk, typing away on his computer. His face lights up when he sees me, and he rises to his feet, enveloping me in a warm hug.

“Hey, son. What brings you here?” he asks, concern evident in his voice.

I hesitate, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep up my neck. But I need answers, and Dad has always been there for me. I glance hesitantly at Mom.

“I think I’ll just leave you two to talk,” Mom says, backing out of the room and closing the door behind her.

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