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At 1:53 PM,the plane touched down at Denver International Airport.
As the group stepped off the plane, Cecilia spotted a steek black Bentley parked a short distance away. It was unmistakably Sebastian’s car.
She smiled and said to Alpha Sebastian, You can go ahead, Alpha Sebastian,”
“No need to wait for me.”
Alpha Sebastian looked at her, his eyes unreadable.He didn’t say a word.
Then, without hesitation, he walked toward the car.
Inside the Bentley, Liam glanced into the rearview mirror, watching the scene outside.
His brows drew together as he saw Cecilia sitting alone in her wheelchair.
“Why is Miss Cecilia in a wheelchair?” he asked, concern in his voice. “Did her ex-husband hurt her? Is it really okay to leave her there with him?”
Beta Sawyer gave a short laugh as he straightened his tie. “You’re overthinking it, Liam.
Her injury has nothing to do with Alpha Xavier.” He paused, then added with a small smile, “And technically, they’re still married. No divorce yet. From the way they looked /together, I’d say they might be getting back together.”
“Getting back together?” Liam’s eyes widened. “Again?”
“She wants to go home with Alpha Xavier. Looks like one of those ‘make-up and ride off together’ moments. “Beta Sawyer said confidently, like this wasn’t the first time he’d seen something tike this.
“But her Instagram post made it sound serious,” Liam said, frowning as he reached for his phone. “Like she was in real trouble.”
“What post?”
As the two men huddled over the phone screen, a glacial voice cut through the air from the back seat.
“Drive.”
The temperature in the car seemed to drop ten degrees. Both men straightened immediately, conversation forgotten.
As the car pulled away from the curb, Alpha Sebastian’s voice came again, cold as a mountain stream in winter. “Put up the partition.”
Liam pressed the button, and the privacy screen rose silently, sealing the Alpha Sebastian in his own isolated space.
Beta Sawyer and Liam exchanged knowing glances. Their Alpha Sebastian was in a dangerous mood.
Xavier
I couldn’t keep the smile off my face as I wheeled Cecilia through the VIP exit. Everything was going perfectly. She was being responsive, even pleasant. Each time | leaned down to speak to her or brushed a strand of hair from her face, she didn’t pull away.
My wolf, Kael, was practically preening. [She’s softening. The bond between us is too strong to break.]
I Of course. She’s my mate-chosen by fate, No one can change that.]For the first time in weeks, I felt hope blooming in my chest.
The part of me that had been howling in distress since she’d asked for a divorce was finally quieting.
Then I saw her.
Cici, standing at the edge of the busy pickup area, looking like she hadn’t slept in days.
Her, face was pale, her eyes rimmed with red, and most alarmingly-there was a bloodstained bandage wrapped around her wrist.
My joy shattered instantly.
Beta Henry stood beside my car, phone in hand, clearly trying to remind me. Too late.
“Xavier…” Cici rushed forward, her voice breaking on my name.
I stepped in front of Cecilia’s wheelchair, blocking Cici’s path with my arm. Ice replaced the warmth in my voice. “I sent a message through your brother. If you didn’t understand it then, let me make it clearer now: There will be no more contact between us. Stop pursuing me.”
Tears welled in Cici’s eyes, but she didn’t collapse into hysterics as l’d expected. Instead, she drew a shaky breath.
As I raised my hand for the fifth blow, Xavier caught my wrist. “Enough!” I turned to him, eyes blazing. “Enough? She seduced you, destroyed our marriage, tried to ruin me, and you’re defending her after just four slaps? Oh, I see-you should be kneeling too. Get down and let me slap you as well.”
“Have you lost your mind?” Xavier’s voice was tight with anger and disbelief.
“Won’t kneel? Then she’ll take your punishment too.” I turned back to Cici with a brilliant smile. “Any objections?”
Cici shook her head, crawling forward to take my other hand. “Hit me. It’s not Xavier’s fault. I’ll take his punishment.”
I patted her head with mock tenderness. “Good girl.”
In one fluid motion, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head down, delivering another stinging slap. Xavier didn’t even have time to intervene.
Cici’s body crumpled to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. She didn’t move.
“Cicil” Xavier released my wrist and rushed to gather her limp form in his arms.
“Stop playing dead,” 1 called out, my voice hardening with each word. “If you dare seduce another woman’s fusband, you deserve to be beaten-or stripped naked and paraded through the streets.”
“Cecilia, that’s enough!” Xavier roared, fury darkening his features as he lifted Cici’s unconscious form.
He carried her toward his car with long, urgent strides. “We need to get to the hospital!” Beta Henry opened the door, but hesitated, looking back at me still sitting alone in my wheelchair. “But what about your wi-”
The car door slammed shut before he could finish, cutting off his words.
Beta Henry gave me an apologetic nod before getting in the driver’s seat and pulling away, leaving me behind.
The crowd around me murmured with a mixture of sympathy and judgment.
But as I watched their car disappear into traffic, I allowed myself a small, satisfied smile.
(Everything is in my plan.]

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