Chapter 157
Our argument heated, the tension between us palpable. Then, suddenly, Lorik grabbed me, pulling me into a forceful kiss. I froze, surprised by the intensity of his emotions. When he finally pulled back, his voice was low, trembling with something deeper than anger.
“Shirley, I can’t lose you. Not to them. You mean too much to me.”
I swallowed hard, his words catching me off guard. “Lorik… I’ve made up my mind. This isn’t just about the music–it’s about doing what’s right.”
His expression turned from frustration to something almost heartbreaking. “Then I’m coming with you,” he said quietly. Tll drop everything at Silvermoon. I don’t care.”
I shook my head, knowing that wasn’t the answer. “No. You have responsibilities, and so do I. We can’t both abandon our duties. I’ll be fine. I’m only going to restore the music, nothing more.”
Lorik clenched his fists, clearly struggling to accept my decision. “Then at least take some of our warriors with you. You have to promise me that.”
I sighed, knowing I couldn’t refuse him. “Okay. I promise.”
The next morning, I stood by the road with Lorik’s chosen warriors, waiting for the car Tira had sent. When it arrived, Freya stepped out, greeting us politely. But I could feel the tension rolling off
Lorik beside me.
“If anything happens to her,” Lorik growled, his voice deadly quiet, “you’ll answer to me and to all of
Silvermoon.”
Freya didn’t flinch. “Miss Shirley is of great importance to Alpha Tira. You have my word, we’ll protect her.”
As I climbed into the car, Lorik’s gaze flickered to the driver. Something about them made him pause, his brow furrowing in suspicion..
“You look familiar,” Lorik said, narrowing his eyes at the driver. “Have we met somewhere before?”
The driver barely shifted, his face hidden behind large sunglasses, his jacket pulled tightly around
neck, making it difficult to get a proper look at him. His voice was rough, almost mechanical, as he replied. “No, sir. You must be mistaken.”
grik
frowned, clearly not convinced. His eyes remained locked on the driver, suspicion creeping
After I Let Go My Alpha, He Kner in Regret
into his features. I could sense the tension in the air, but we were already seated inside the cr ready to leave. “Goodbye, Lorik,” I said gently, hoping to draw his attention back to me
The moment I spoke, his gaze softened, and he turned to me, his expression shifting from guarded to tender. “Take care, Shirley,” he whispered, his voice full of warmth. He leaned in closer, his hand brushing against mine briefly. “Come back to me soon.”
I smiled and nodded as the car began to move. Lorik watched me leave, his figure standing tall under the grey sky, his eyes never leaving the vehicle until we disappeared down the road. But as soon as we were out of sight, I knew he was already making his next move. He pulled out his phone and called Beta Panther. “I need you to run a background check on the driver. Something’s not right
The journey to Rouge’s Pack, known as the Thorne Valley Pack, grew more complex as we crossed
to unfamiliar territory. The car twisted and turned down winding roads, making the path ahead unclear. After a particular road crossing, the Beta who had been escorting us spoke up.
“Trom this point forward, we will need to blindfold you. The location of Thorne Valley is a well–guarded secret,” she explained calmly.
The warriors Lorik had sent immediately protested, their voices raised in defiance. “We don’t trust this,” one of them said. “You expect us to just cover our eyes?”
I raised a hand, calming them with a nod. “It’s okay,” I said, trusting my instincts. Despite the uncertainties, I felt no danger from Tira. “I trust Alpha Tira. We’ll be fine.”
The warriors grumbled but ultimately obeyed, letting themselves be blindfolded. The Beta, whose name was Freya, looked at me with gratitude in her eyes. “Thank you for your trust, Shirley. It’s a feeling I haven’t known much since becoming a rouge.”
We continued the journey in silence, and when the blindfolds were finally removed, I blinked, surprised by what I saw. Thorne Valley was nothing like I’d imagined. Instead of a harsh, wild landscape, it was peaceful and harmonious. The pack lived in a beautiful, well–organized community, with lush greenery surrounding cozy homes. Children played in the fields, their laughter filling the air, while adults worked together, chatting happily. It was far from the barbaric image I had conjured in my mind.
When we arrived at Alpha Tira’s residence, it was clear she led a life of discipline. Her home was
large but modest, its walls adorned with simple, yet tasteful decorations. Inside, I found her seated in the living room, reviewing documents alone. From afar, she seemed lonely, a figure weighed down by responsibility. But when she saw me, her face lit up with a warm smile.
“Shirley, welcome,” she said, standing and approaching with open arms. I’m so glad you’ve come. Let me show you around.”
After 1 Let Go My Alpha. He knelt in Regret
