My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Painful Memories

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Chapter 129

~Author’s POV~

South Region – Golden Claw Pack

The gates of the Golden Claw estate creaked open as Zade’s black Range Rover rolled onto the gravel path, and the late sunset light gleamed faintly off the sleek vehicle.

The estate itself stood tall—a fortress of prestige and tradition, tucked deep in the southern woods.

The air was thick with pine and lavender, a scent his ancestors once deemed calming to warriors before war.

Zade didn’t feel calm.

Not today.

He pulled to a stop in front of the pack house, where two omega maids waited dutifully at the steps, hands folded neatly in front of them.

One of them stepped forward. "Alpha Zade, welcome home. You have a visitor waiting in the main room."

He raised a brow, pushing his sunglasses up into his thick, blond curls. "Visitor?"

The second omega gave a small nod. "Lady Tempest."

His expression shifted, a faint, nostalgic smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Tempest.

It had been a long time.

"Thanks," he murmured as he stepped out of the vehicle, adjusting the dark jacket over his shoulders.

He moved with that smooth, casual power that came naturally to him, as if his very presence commanded the wind to hold its breath.

As he entered the main room, he saw her before she turned.

Tempest—barefoot, regal as ever in a flowing burnt orange kaftan, her natural curls wild and unbothered, gold hoops dangling from her ears. She turned the moment she felt him enter, her smile stretching wide as her eyes lit up.

"Hello, Tempest."

"Zade!" Tempest laughed, walking forward to embrace him tightly. "It’s been what, brother-in-law—two years since we’ve seen each other?"

Zade chuckled, shaking his head as he returned her hug with one arm. "Always the drama queen. It’s been just a year and a few months."

Her eyes crinkled at the corners as she stepped back. "And I’m the drama queen? Zade, back in the day—eighteen years ago, or even ten—we saw each other all the time. Me. You. My twin, your wife. The kids. Snow and—"

"Zara," Zade finished for her, his smile slowly fading into something quieter as his gaze lowered.

"Yeah." Tempest’s voice dropped with his.

Zade sighed, shoulders visibly heavy. "I know. But times changed and..."

"And you secluded yourself from the family, Zade," Tempest cut in, not unkindly, but honestly. "Yes, Zara was your sister. But Snow was my little brother. And Aira? My twin. I didn’t just lose a brother and sister-in-law. I lost my family. And you... you just disappeared."

He ran a hand over his jaw, jaw tensing. "Tempest, it hasn’t been easy. I lost Zara twice now."

"I know. By the way, where is Aira?"

Zade shrugged lightly before letting his gaze glance around. "Don’t look at me like that, Tempest. I just got home."

She blinked. "So did I."

They stood in silence for a beat.

Just then, one of the omega maids slipped into the room, bowing her head respectfully. "Alpha, Luna Aira is in her workshop. She’s painting and didn’t want to be disturbed."

Zade glanced toward the hallway that led up the stairs. His shoulders softened just slightly.

Paintings of Snow, Zara and Valerie or as Zara used to call her—Violet.

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