CHAPTER SIXTEEN: FAILED ESCAPE

Book:Heartfelt Holiday Silvergate Series Published:2024-6-4

He knew that what he was doing was wrong and should just stop defending himself.
Unfortunately, he never took defeat that well and it upset him even more than it had to be “her” who would put him in his place…
“Well, MATE, I think your plan was stupid, to begin with, and I was totally insane to even consider agreeing to it! It would have helped if you were there earlier to discuss it with me!”
“And what was I supposed to tell the people dressing me up for the wedding? Oh, can I have my partner-in-crime come up here so we can talk about me running away? I told you; if you didn’t get all drunk and stuck with my plan…”
“YOUR PLAN! Always YOUR PLAN! I’m tired of hearing you bossing me around, acting so high and mighty by making me look stupid, or getting my ass kicked. I don’t need you telling me what to do! I don’t need you reminding me that we’re mates! I don’t need a mate or marriage, either! As a matter of fact, I don’t need you, I NEVER needed you, and I WILL. NEVER. EVER. NEED. YOU!”
A long pause passed between them…
The way she was looking at him then was crushing his heart like a metal vise, but it was too late to take his words back…
Oh, you stupid, stupid human… You’re on your own…
As Lyon’s voice faded from his brain, he saw her turn around to rush towards the bedroom closet. From there she took out a large black and violet backpack and slung it on her shoulders. Still not saying anything, she briskly walked past him towards the still-open bedroom door.
And that’s when she turned to him, and he could read on her face how hurt she was, “Yes, you definitely don’t need a mate. Feel free to reject me if that’s the case. Oh, and maybe you should think about marrying yourself since you obviously like to fuck yourself, anyway.”
Before he could reply, she turned around, walked to the front door, and opened it. It was later that he realized that she had amazingly reprogrammed the security program of the safe house to accept her fingerprints for the lock system.
It was also much later that he would also realize that she had found the key to the lone ride that was stored in the house which was a motorcycle with the same make and model as the one he used before. And even much later, too, he would realize too late that he wanted to stop her and say he’s sorry…
But he didn’t.
M just sighed as he watched her go, bit his lip to shut him up as the front door slammed shut. He then shook his head as the bike revved into the night.
A good hour later, as he dressed up in his newly laundered shirt and pants, he heard his mobile ringing. He looked towards the bedside table where the robe was and there it was. It was too late to answer on the third ring, as he usually did, though. “Yes, Alpha…”
“I’ve wondered where you were. I thought the worst had happened until the packhouse got a very angry phone call from a certain father and Alpha of the Dark Forest Pack. If he’s that furious, then that definitely proves that you’re still alive and just in hiding.”
“Yes, I’m currently in one of the safe houses at the city’s suburban borders. Still functional at the very least.” “Good, and Alexia?”
Ma’Heron was silent for a while. V got his answer.
“You need to find her, M. Her pack and Abner’s are about to get really feisty with us and we need her as a bargaining chip; since she’s the one who set up that party event fiasco in the first place.”
“Well… it wasn’t entirely a part of her plan that the whole thing went sideways…”
“WHAT? It was YOUR choice?”
“I know how it sounds…”
“Yes, and I can’t believe you acted so irresponsibly, Gamma! Do you really want us to get into a war with two packs at the same time? I would expect that from Aaron but not you!”
“HEY!” yelled a male voice in the background, making it obvious that they were on speakerphone. “I’m hurt! How could you guys?” the Beta loudly joked.
“Be quiet, Aaron,” commanded V. “And you, Ma’Heron, get your ass after her and bring her back to the safe house! You are both to stay there until I sort this mess out.”
“Copy that, and I apologize for this, Alpha.”
“Update me. Now go!”
The call ended. Soon the Gamma had undressed, packed some clothes in another backpack and was now heading outside and shifting to werewolf form, merging with his now very willing and agreeable wolf.
You need me to track her, M? That I can do for you…
No need, Lyon. I know exactly where she is…
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Back at the present time, in one of the private bedrooms in the Alpha Abner’s suite…
Alexia tried her best to swallow her tears, her grief, and her love for her mate before the man who dared take her away from him entered her room again. The only good thing about her situation now is that she is no longer tied down to the bed, has already taken a bath, and is now dressed in shorts and a t-shirt.
At least, they gave her something that’s decent enough to wear and move in…
She would be able to fight him now, and she was determined that he would be broken and bleeding if he ever decided to take her again.
Thankfully, she heard the main door of the suite closing and his voice suddenly fading from her sharp hearing. Despite the absence of her wolf, she had honed her senses quite well with the help of her private self-defense masters. With the same sharp senses, she was sure that she was in one of the rooms in Abner’s bedroom.
She remembered using this same bedroom to relieve herself during the time when she was being dressed up in the suite’s living room. And if she could just dig into her memories for the directions to get out of this enormous castle-like packhouse, then she knew she could escape.
However, what only came to her thoughts was him. The first man who had ever rescued her from her despised wedding…
Twice.