My Ex Left Me Years Ago Then I’m Married to a Billionaire novel Chapter 141

Adrian’s POV

The moment Skye fl

fled from my resin, the haze of age clouding my

y mind began to cleat

I stared down at my hands, the same hands that had just term her dress, that hud gripped her too mughly, that had tried to claim her against her will.

he fuck ha

What the fuck had 1 jest done?

I’d never been this aggressive with anyone I cared about, especially not Skye. The look of betrayal in her eyes cut deeper than any physical wound could

But the image of Leon kissing her, his tongue pushing into her mouth, kept replaying in my mind like a nightmare I couldn’t escape,

I wanted to rip that bastards tongue out by the root. The very thought of him tinching what was mine made my wolf howl with territorial fury.

Mine. Protest. Claim.

I pushed my wolf down, disgusted with myself. Skye wasn’t property. She wasn’t something to be claimed or marked out of jealousy.

But Leon was her true mate

As long as their mate bond remained intact, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he could take her from me at any moment. The pull between mates ran deeper than logic or choice, I knew this better than most

his kiss

Had Skye truly resisted his

I couldn’t bear to think too dreply about it. I knew how powerful a mate bond could be, how it could override every other consideration.

Falshback

It had been a rainy day! four years ago when my life changed

ged forever. The skies had opened up, pelting our territory with sheets of water that seemed to mirror the grief that would soon engulf us.

My father’s Beta and several warriors carried his body back to our compound. Their faces were prim, clothes soaked with rain and blood.

In my mind, my father had always been the strongest person in the world; indestructible, powerful, eternal. I had never in

Imagined a day would come when would fall.

ent of death clung to him, mingling with the metallic tang of blood and the

As they laid his body down in our ceremonial hall, 1 rushed forward. The scent of earthy smell of the forest where he had fallen.

His once strong body was now a canvas of deep gashes and savage wounds. His throat had been torn open, the killing blow from whatever enemy had finally bested him

Looking at his body covered in wounds, I broke down sobbing, my knees giving way beneath me. My claws extended involuntarily, digging into the wooden floor as I howled. But as the Alpha heir of the Stormbowl Park, I forced myself to regain composure quickly. Our people needed strength, not tears,

According to our ancient werewolf tradition, we kept vigil over the deceased for seven days.

We placed exactly seven white candles in a perfect circle around the coffin, which had to remain lit for the entire period. The elders taught us that the light guided the spirit, preventing the departed from falling into darkness and helping them find their way to paradise instead

The circle represented temal protection; our pack bonds transcending even death.

For the first two nights, my mother insisted on watching over my father’s body alone.

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Chapter 141

By the third night, I worried about her exhaustion and decided to take her place, giving her time to rest,

When I approached the mourning hall, strange amında trached my enhanced hearing

Low mani, a man and woman’s intertwined sighs of pleasine, cut though the silence of the night with disturbing clarity. Along with these chce nesun came that unmistakable scent: sex, sweat, and the muusky aroma of

The scents were so strong they nearly masked the ceremonial incense burning around my father’s body.

the rustling of clothes, the quickening of breath

I turned and silently

I shifted and ran along the beach until dawn, the cold wind and pounding surf failing to wash away what I’d discovered. My paws dug deep into the wet sand, my howl lost in the crash of waves against the shore.

stomach turn.

Why would you betray Father like this?” I asked, my voice barely controlled.

my actual “Your father and I were a political match, Adnan,” she explained softly. I was never his true mate. After I married him, I discovered Maxwell was mate.” Her eyes took on a faraway look, her fingers now absently touching her neck where a mate mark would be placed. But by then, I was already pregnant with you. I had to reject Maxwell and stay with your father“

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