99 Times for Alpha’s Bestie novel Chapter 189

I recognized the two figures approaching immediately. It was Liam, and next to him stood Nora, dressed in a flashy red gown.

My heart plummeted.

Lucien was just about to drive off. But Liam, holding Nora’s hand, stepped directly in front of the car’s hood, stopping us.

I knew that Liam realized there were only a few people in Edmonton who drove a limited-edition Rolls-Royce Cullinan. Liam clearly knew whose car it was; he was deliberately blocking our path.

Lucien rolled down the window, his face icy. “Move.”

Liam’s expression was terrifyingly dark. His eyes, sharp as knives, fixed relentlessly on Lucien and me.

Nora, still holding his hand, stared unabashedly at Lucien’s profile, the admiration in her eyes plain for anyone to see. watched her bite her lip, never once breaking eye contact with him.

The atmosphere around us turned icy, as if the air itself had crystallized.

My hatred for her surged stronger than ever.

“Move!” Lucien’s voice dropped to a low, threatening growl, heavy with unspoken menace.

“Oh, Liam, come on. Let’s not block their way,” Nora chimed suddenly, as if she’d just realized how desperate and shameless she was acting. She gave Liam’s arm a playful shake, her voice dripping with forced sweetness.

But Liam ignored her completely, his gaze still locked on me with a burning intensity.

Seeing her efforts were futile, Nora let go of Liam’s hand and sauntered over to Lucien’s window. A flirtatious smile spread across her face as she extended her hand.

“Alpha Thorne, I’m so sorry to stop you like this! What a lucky coincidence. It’s truly an honor to meet you—I’m Nora,” she purred, emphasizing her name while batting her long lashes.

I almost laughed at the spectacle from my seat. ‘Same old Nora—never content, always chasing the next prize. Flirting with Lucien right in front of Liam? Is she trying to humiliate him on purpose?’

Lucien didn’t even glance her way, his eyes fixed coldly ahead. “In case you’re too dense to take the hint, I’ll say it plainly—I’m not interested.”

Nora’s smile faltered, but her voice only grew sweeter. “Alpha Lucien, don’t be like that! Don’t you remember? We used to ride horses together at the same stable when we were kids. You even taught me how to—”

Ah, now it all made sense. Nora’s true target was never Liam. Her sights were set on Lucien all along. The irony was delicious. Liam had tried to use Nora to make me jealous, but Nora was using Liam to get closer to a more powerful Alpha—my Alpha.

I couldn’t help myself. “Liam,” I interjected, unable to hold back, “if you’re going to find a new girl, could you at least pick one who’s actually present mentally? Or one who’s genuinely interested in you?”

At last, Liam shifted his gaze toward me, a cold smirk curling his lips. “Is that any of your business? The more you complain, the more I’ll do it. What’s wrong? Jealous?”

I was furious at his arrogance. Pointing at Nora, I snapped, “Jealous? Are you blind? Even a fool can see who she’s really interested in—and it’s definitely not you!”

That was when Nora finally noticed who was sitting beside Lucien. Her eyes reluctantly left his profile and slowly focused on me. Recognition dawned on her face, and her smile vanished instantly. Shock widened her eyes, swiftly replaced by a fierce, uncontrollable rage.

“Claire? It’s you!” she gasped.

Hearing my name from her lips dragged me back to the darkest days of university. For four long years, Nora and her clique had tormented me mercilessly.

They targeted me because I was alone, without anyone to defend me, and without a wolf to protect me.

I’d been locked inside filthy men’s bathrooms, terrified by false shouts of snakes being released inside. My lunchbox had been tampered with—dead fish and rotten shrimp left for me to eat. I was cornered, beaten, all because my grades were better or because a boy had glanced my way. Those years of humiliation and fear had haunted me relentlessly.

Back then, Liam had been the one to stand up for me, offering a brief refuge that made me see him as a savior.

But now, seeing him hand-in-hand with my former tormentor filled me with nothing but disgust. ‘Small world,’ I thought bitterly.

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