My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207: A big N, and a Big O

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Chapter 207

~Valerie’s POV~

The guards tried to hold her back, but the raw power in her voice crackled like fire.

Uncle Zade didn’t flinch. Instead, he let out his alpha aura, forcing everyone—even me—to still.

"Behave, Solstice," he growled, using her real name. "You’ve already caused the entire Golden Claw Pack enough worry."

He turned, his sharp gaze briefly resting on me before he gave the order.

"Get her in. We are heading home."

The guards nodded. Solstice didn’t resist. Her eyes didn’t leave me until she disappeared into the car.

Principal Whitmore and Ms. Heart got into their cars, left without another word, but not before Whitmore gave Dristan a slight nod of approval.

Then they drove off with the official pack vehicles trailing behind.

And then... silence.

I stood there, alone. Empty. A heaviness settled on my shoulders as my knees shook, my fingers trembled, and my heart boiled with rage.

Dristan turned to me again, expression tense. "Valerie—"

I backed up, eyes burning. "How... could you?" My voice cracked as I spoke, barely louder than a whisper, but it hit harder than any slap.

Dristan stepped forward, reaching out. "Val—"

And heartbreak.

He stepped closer, reaching out. "Please. I was trying to help—"

"Don’t touch me!" I snapped, recoiling. My voice finally found its strength, thick with fury.

His hand froze mid-air. His mouth parted as if to explain, but I didn’t want his words.

"Valerie, please—" his voice broke, as his hand hovered near me again. "I didn’t know it would happen like this—"

Tears streamed down my cheeks, falling faster than I could wipe them.

"You betrayed her!" My voice rose. "You betrayed me."

Dristan stepped closer to me while the others watched us like a movie. "Valerie, I swear—"

I backed away. One hand pressed to my chest, as if trying to hold myself together. My heart was fracturing.

"Here’s my answer to your question," I hissed, venom coating every word. "The one you asked about earlier."

Dristan’s brows furrowed. "Val..."

"A big N, and a big O." My voice was sharp now, loud and sure despite the tears. "NO. I won’t be your girlfriend."

Dristan staggered back slightly, like the words had physically hit him. He exhaled shakily. "Val..." and he reached again.

I dodged, wiping my face. "Don’t."

And I walked away from him, from all of it, but not before I heard Kieran’s cold, amused voice drift behind him.

"Well," he murmured with a dry smirk, "he doomed himself without me trying. That’s one mate down."

My steps faltered, just for a second. I looked sideways at Xade.

His face was a picture of confusion and worry—eyes pleading, body half-turned toward me, unsure whether to come after me or stay.

But I didn’t wait.

I didn’t want to choose between their versions of pain right now.

So I ran and I didn’t look back.

"They’d all made their choices. Now it was my turn to make mine."

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~Dristan’s POV~

Valerie had bolted like a spark to a fuse, and in all the time I’d known her—through the fire and ice and storms between us—I had never seen her like that.

Feral. Determined. Terrified.

She didn’t shout when Isla said it. She didn’t cry. She just moved. And when she shoved me out of the way with those wide eyes and trembling lips, I knew... this wasn’t about a fight or a party or me.

It was bigger.

Who was Silver... no Solstice, whichever her real name was, to Valerie, really? What wasn’t I seeing?"

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