A Broken Contract (Alpha's Secret Regret) novel Chapter 11

Sara looked scared as she rushed towards a beat-up Hyundai. She started to open the door when she froze. Her senses must've told her that someone was watching because she turned around abruptly. Thank Goddess for the large pickup truck driving past sluggishly. She would've seen me across the road.

What if she did? I asked myself. I discarded that line of thought when I couldn’t think of an excuse.

Someone called out her name as soon as the truck passed by. Her attention shifted to the entrance of her office building. A half-blood female rushes towards her, saying things. What is this place? Half-blood country? There must be more of them than the two I've seen today.

Minutes later, Sara pulls her car out the council's driveway, and I follow behind, tailing her to Goddess-knows-where. My phone rang. It was Jake, as suspected.

“You’ve been gone for hours, alpha,” he said.

“Is there something urgent to deal with?” I asked impatiently, turning the corner after the old car in front of me.

“No good can come from this, Nick. Did you forget how you both parted ways? I thought you’ve moved on. Think of the mess this can cause if someone from the pack sees you right now," he urged.

"Someone from the pack HAS seen me. You should practice what you preach and stop following me!"

"What do you plan to achieve from stalking your ex-lover?" His tone held frustration.

"I'm hanging up, beta!" I ended the call.

Jake was right. This was pointless. No good could come from it. If only I could help it. At some point, I'd thought I would never see her again, and that was a relief. Except I've spent the last four years dreaming about her. Fantasizing about her sweet, soft body. Hearing her call out my name at nights in my sleep.

I've spent all those times secretly wondering where she ended up. If she eventually got her college diploma. I’ve battled with nightmares that she was now married to a human male and living a quiet, peaceful life somewhere.

After all, most omega females end up that way. At least, I've found out this morning that she isn't married. Not that it mattered. I just have to know how she’s been living.

I gave some space between our cars so I could stop in time when she did. Before long, there were two cars in front of me before hers. A few meters from where she dropped her friend, she pulled over on the curb of a school.