Divorced by my husband, Rejected by Alpha Blake, now they want me back

Blake ..

A few hours before he arrived.

“What did you say?” I asked, my jaw ticked as I listened in on the call, no good news comes from a midnight call, yet I knew this was not what I had expected. “So God help me if you said this wrong. Tell me what you fucking said.” I yelled.

I felt a vein popping through my forehead.

“I’m sorry Alpha, but it’s being confirmed, Alpha Ryan’s body was recovered tonight at the first, after his guard received a call about it and he thought he was a joke. But when he could not find alpha Ryan, and, he made a few calls and no one heard, they began to search.”

No.

I spoke to that bastard this morning, we were supposed to have a meeting tomorrow morning, how did this happen

My breath caught up in the air when I hanged up the call and I instantly called Gabriel.

“Tell me the news is wrong Gabriel. And who was the fucking guard that got the call.”

Silence.

I always enjoyed silence but today I hated it, I knew what his silence meant and it scared me, terrified me, it caused my fingers to tremble against my phone an my eyes darting to the picture on my office wall.

It was Ryan and I. When we were younger, we had caught our first prey, I stood beside him, covered in a black fur, my eyes radiated from all of the excitement and his brown fur was silently covered in dirt, I can never forget how fussy he was, how he never wanted to take it, and suggested we take the picture when we change into our human form and are clean.

Fuck.

“Say something Gabriel.”

“I’m afraid it’s true Blake , the body was discovered today and we found something, that matched his hand writing, it was a mile away inside his car.”

“What?” I asked

“A will.” The moment those words escaped his lips, I hanged up the call, I felt my chest pressed harder against my skin, he told me about the will two months ago, I thought he was just having one of his episodes and it was funny.

I never imagined he would go through with it, make me a leader to his clan, was it a cry for help? Did he know he was going to die.

Just as I stared at the picture, realization dawned to me.

Amelia .

What is she doing to do? Fuck, how do I tell her she lost her brother, it’s bad enough she already hates me, she is still stuck with that asshole.

He would have been dead for making her his wife if not that for one fucking promise.

Fuck.

Between getting on the first plane to New York, and thinking about Amelia , I made a quick call, to get four men to keep an eye on Amelia , her home, and make sure she is safe, whoever came for Ryan will not stop, he is going to come for his sister.

My mind drifted off to Amelia , our last encounter, the last time we shared a kiss, the last time she held my hand and the last sentence she said to me.

I hate you Blake , I wish you would never be happy, you are never going to find any anyone, you will die alone

I never did find anyone, how could I when she was the only thing on my mind.

—-

After a couple of hours, I got to New York and an hour later to the house, it was packed, Gabriel was no where in sight.

The moment I walked into the living room, I froze, I always thought I will be the one to go first, Ryan has been good, I always warn him to stay away from trouble, but having his father’s blood in him, it’s never going to stop that.

He looked like he was beaten up, several times before he was killed. There was sand underneath his paws, he was starting to change but never had the chance to complete it.

My hand brushed over his face and a tear slipped out of my eyes.

“Your death will not be in vain Ryan and, I promise to take care of every one, to take care of her.” I breathed out. “She will be safe with me.”

“Where is the guard that got the call, take him into one of the rooms and tell him to wait for me, I want to know if the call was recorded.” I spoke and they nodded at me.

My eyes darted to Ryan-one last time, I felt memories rushing through my mind when I shook my head, not now Blake .

“Who’s bag is that?” I asked, when my eyes caught a guard getting a bag inside the house.

His eyes twitched before his lips uttered her name. That explains why Gabriel is not outside waiting for me.

Oh no.

She can’t be here, no one will call her unless I ask them too.

I quietly made my way toward the hallway, my jaw ticked when a guard stepped on my feet and a curse falls out of my lips, for a moment, I felt like I was being watched, by a familiar eye.

It didn’t help when a wave of perfume filled my nostrils and my eyes snapped behind, her eyes were ok like for a brief second.

She looked beautiful, her lips pressed against itself when I noticed her eyes closing a bit, my chest tightened as I made my way toward her before she fell to the ground.

Fuck.

Her fragile body heated up my body, my wolf stirred in excitement, its being five years since I felt her this close to me, and the moment I placed her on the nearest bed, she looked pale, her cheek was tainted and her nose covered in red, a butte chuckle falls out of my lips when a tear slipped out of my eyes.

My red tomato.

I never forgot about the obnoxious nickname she hated so much, one of the fews she hated.

Her hand softly brushed against her hair, she just lost her brother, Ryan is gone, I can’t imagine how she is feeling.

“When did she get here Gabriel? Who called her.” I asked, no one had the right too except for me, I leaned further swirling my hand through her thick red hair.

“No one.” Gabriel spoke and my eyes darted to his.

“Then how did she get there, if she made plans with Ryan, he would have told me, are you saying the same mysterious person called her.” I asked, my jaw ticked in anger.

“She didn’t know, she came with a bag, I think-“ he was about saying when he kept quite, and my eyes darted to her finger, no ring.

It can’t be, she loved him, that bastard. I would have killed him if it were not for the promise.

“A bag.” I asked.

“Yes, I’m assuming her clothes and things, she looked like she has been crying but she didn’t know he was gone.” Gabriel explained and my breath hitches, she didn’t know.

Was it possible? What I prayed for five years.

Fuck.

“Get someone to take care of her, make sure she won’t leave the room.” I stated, I made my way into Ryan’s office, to take a look at the will, the one he wrote. I wanted to be with Amelia, not yet.

The moment I walked in, a weird sensation filled my body, the will was on his desk waiting for me when I made my way toward the secret safe, it was always her birthday. We never changed it, my eyes caught a note.

The moment my eyes met it, I paused.

No Ryan, fuck tell me you didn’t. We promised we won’t.