My Ex Husband The Alpha His Brother The Rogue novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37

-Cameron

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After what feels like an eternity, the mansion is finally quiet. Sarah’s guests have all left and the staff is done with the necessary clean up that follows every gathering of her socialite friends.

Kelly’s asleep and feeling better now. She might not need to go to the hospital after all.

Even so, I feel uneasy.

My mind is still reeling from the call from a moment ago. I’m not sure what to make of it yet.

It has to be some kind of mix–up. Maybe the records haven’t been updated as they should. Unreasonable as it sounds even to my own ears.

I want to clear it up with Sarah, but I can already guess she’s too drunk to give a reasonable explanation.

The mere possibility that Sarah might have been lying to me about our daughter for a year has already eaten into my mind, and doubts I’ve never entertained before have begun to blossom.

If she’s even lying about Kelly’s appointments, what else is she lying about?

I’m probably overthinking it. Sarah will have a good reason and I’ll end up finding it amusing that I’d been this bothered in the first place.

I try to convince myself to think positively, but it’s not working out so well. If there’s one trait Blackwoods are raised with, it’s the fact that we don’t fully trust anybody, except our own selves.

I’ve had many reasons to be suspicious of Sarah, but I’ve given her the benefit of the doubt time and time. again.

Even if Sarah and I have been married for three years, I’m not blind to the drastic changes she’s been showing since she got the title of Luna Blackwood.

I only pretend I don’t see it because she hasn’t dared to act out of place with me yet. But if she’s actually deceived me… about anything…

Lifting a hand, I rub my temple to ease the ache in my head. Maybe if I do it for long enough, I can also erase the thoughts in my head.

But the thoughts don’t go away. I don’t think they will until I verify it myself.

My study is dimly lit and I’m sitting behind the desk, staring at a pile of documents I haven’t been able to focus on for the past half of an hour.

The pen in my hand clatters as I drop it, exhaling a breath of annoyance.

Reaching for my phone, I ring my third in command Vincent. While Josh is my beta, he and Sarah get along. It’s the exact opposite with Vincent.

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He’s detested her since the first moment he laid eyes on her and even moved out of the estate to be as far as possible.

He’s precisely the man for the job.

“Alpha?” Vincent’s voice sounds from the other end.

“Vincent. I need you to verify something for me…” I hesitate, contemplating on if this is the right thing to do rather than just asking Sarah.

Shaking off my hesitation, I continue. “I want to know Sarah’s exact whereabouts from the day of Kelly’s last few appointments.”

“The Luna?” Vincent sounds surprised by my order, but he quickly adjusts his response. “I’ll get it done immediately. Who should I report to?”

Josh is my right hand man and almost everything that gets to me passes through him. But I don’t think there’s a need for too many people to be in on this.

“Directly to me.” I say. I’m about to hang up but I hesitate.

“Also…look into Laila.” I add.

Vincent is quiet for a moment. “Laila? And not Kael?” He asks uncertainly.

“You heard me.” I reply in a clipped tone.

“I’ll get to it immediately. Do you have any particular…requests?” Vincent asks.

I don’t respond immediately. I’m not even sure why I’m putting eyes on Laila. She’s Kael’s wife now…but I just can’t shake off the feeling that she’s not with Kael out of her own will.

And if there’s anything my brother has on her to keep her stuck by his side, I can’t just let it slide. I have to help her get away from him… she’s only Kael’s victim because of me.

“Anything…” I pause, “Everything.”

The door creaks open but I don’t turn. I already know who it is before I hear her voice.

“You’re still awake.” Sarah murmurs, closing the door behind her.

She’s sober now. She must have showered and changed before coming here.

Her tone is soft and light, full of that tender innocence that awakened the recognition in my wolf all that time

ago.

The voice of my true mate…

But something feels different… wrong. It’s felt that way for the longest time already and I never dared admit it.

Because the implication… it’s something I can’t bear to face.

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“I couldn’t sleep.” I reply curtly, still contemplating if or not to confront her.

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She closes the distance between us with slow, deliberate steps. Her barefoot making light footfalls over the

rug.

I still haven’t looked up. I don’t want to.

“I thought you might want some company.” Her voice drops lower, huskier in a way she knows always gets to

1. me.

Her scent floods my senses the closer she gets. Vanilla and a trace of champagne… intoxicating.

From the rustle of her sheer silk nightie, I know she’s undressed underneath.

“Sarah…” I say wearily.

But she doesn’t let me finish. Her hands come up to my shoulders from behind. Her touch is soft and light. She leans over my chair, her hair brushing against my cheek.

I can feel the curves of her body pressing lightly into me as she whispers in my ear.

“You’re always busy now. Always away from me.”

Her lips graze the side of my neck, for just long enough to make my breath catch and blood rush south.

“I miss you, Cam.” She whines,

I grip the edge of the desk. My wolf stirs at her touch. Of course… despite my dissatisfaction with Sarah, the bond is as real as ever, and it tightens, demanding attention.

The frustrations I’ve tried to ignore all night suddenly feel impossible to brush aside.

Sarah moves around to face me, sitting on the desk, her silk gown lifts dangerously high on her thigh.

The lighting casts a glow on her, the fabric of her nightie sheer enough to leave nothing to the imagination.

I swallow…hard.

“Sarah,” I say again, this time with not nearly as much force as I had intended,

She smiles softly. Leaning in closer, her hand rests lightly over mine, her fingers tracing patterns on my skin.

“Don’t push me away,” she whimpers needily. “Not tonight.”

My gaze trails down the length of her. My wife… My mate, the mother of my child. The one I should desire…

She looks at me like I’m still everything to her. And I wonder if I’m the only one that feels the cracks forming between us.

I hate that the bond is this strong. It wrestles with my sense of reasoning.

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Seeing my struggle, she didn’t hesitate anymore, slipping onto my lap to straddle me. The silk gown rides up, and I feel the warmth, as her wet sex dampens the fabric of my pants.

I instinctively grab her hips, letting all other thoughts flit away.

Her lips find mine, kissing me softly at first and then hungry. She tastes like champagne…

Her hips are moving steadily, grinding against my thigh.

The kiss deepens, her fingers threading into my hair, pulling me even closer. My body betrays me, heat rising fast, and while a part of me considers pushing her away to get the conversation about Kelly done first, my grip tightens.

I close my eyes, and that’s when it changes.

Because behind my closed lids. I don’t see Sarah.

I see Laila.

The curve of her plump lips. The defiance in her eyes….the fire in her voice.

And before I can stop it, the name slips out.

“Laila…”

Sarah freezes up.

She recoils sharply, enough to look at me, with eyes wide with disbelief.

She’s not the only one in disbelief. I’m shocked too. I didn’t even realise it when that name slipped out of my mouth.

The silence that follows is heavy and suffocating.

Sarah’s lips part, trembling. Then she laughs softly, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “What did you just say?”

I don’t answer. My throat dries up and my mind scrambles for an excuse, but nothing comes.

The truth is clear and undeniable.

I called Laila’s name. Not Sarah.

Her expression twists. The pain and rage flitting across her features is potent enough, it rips at my heart. She pushes herself off my lap, standing abruptly.

I don’t try to stop her. The damage is already done.

The silk gown is bunched around her waist, but she doesn’t bother fixing it.

“You…” she hisses, her voice now sharp. All the previous sweetness is gone. “You thought of her. While I was kissing you! You called her name!”

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The accusation is one I can’t deny. I don’t even try.

“Sarah, listen…”

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“Don’t.” She cuts me off harshly, tears shinning in her eyes, “So that’s what this is about. Three years, and I still have to lose you to her.”

I run a hand down my face, exhaling sharply.

I can tell her it’s nothing, that she’s imagining things, that the bond we share is stronger than my past with Laila.

And it is. I’d divorced Laila for it. But where’s the strength of the bond when I need it?

I want to make an excuse, but the words don’t come. Because I know the truth.

I’ve known it since Laila first walked into that gala and stole my breath away,

Even with Sarah in my arms, Laila still finds a way to consume my thoughts. Laila still haunts me, Laila who I never knew I wanted.

Sarah stares at me, her breath trembling, her hands are clenched at her sides. “I gave up everything for you,” she whispers. “And you still want her.”

She turns sharply and storms out, the door slamming behind her.

I lean back into my chair, my mind reeling. Sarah’s kiss still lingers on my lips, but all I can feel is Laila,

Only Laila.

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