My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: His Reason

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Chapter 68

~Valerie’s POV~

The club’s back door slammed shut behind us like a final shield between life and death. But there was no time to breathe. No time to process, only time to move.

Within minutes, Dristan was barking instructions to the worker who had opened the door, his voice sharp and decisive. I watched the man scramble, nodding quickly as he moved.

Two cars. Four men. All dressed like us. They were to pose as the real team.

Two bikes for the rest of us—something with less noise, fast and untraceable.

"They’ll head south," Dristan said. "The car will act as our decoy. If we’re lucky, it’ll draw whoever’s still watching away from the club."

"And we?" Xade asked as he pushed open the side gate that led to the alley behind the club.

"We go back. Quietly."

A few minutes later, two bikes were rolled out. Xade swung onto one, sleek and matte black, adjusting the grip with ease. Xander hesitated, looking between him and the other bike.

"Dristan’s riding with her?" Xander asked flatly, already irritated.

"Do you want to fight him for it?" Xade replied in a dry voice. "Have you not seen it? The way he grabbed the bike when they came out of the club? His grip? His eyes?"

Xander muttered something under his breath and crossed his arms.

"He’s angry, Xander," Xade added, his voice lower now. "And right now, the best bet for Valerie’s survival is the one who’d burn the damn world to keep her breathing."

Xander’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing more. He got on the bike beside Xade and waited.

When the club doors opened again, Dristan emerged, helmet in one hand, mine in the other. He tossed it to me.

"Get on."

There was no room to argue. No point either. I mounted the bike behind him, slid the helmet on, and wrapped my arms around his middle, steadying myself.

He didn’t speak as he started the engine. Just pulled us into motion, and soon the city’s edge blurred behind us.

At the next bend in the road, Xade and Xander veered off, taking the south-east highway back toward PSA’s campus. We didn’t follow. Instead, we turned left.

The road narrowed into a less familiar path. Dristan’s posture didn’t change, but something in the silence between us did.

It took me a moment to realise what Xade’s words had meant—he’s angry.

And I was beginning to feel it too.

"Dristan," I called out, raising my voice just enough over the roar of the bike. "This isn’t the road back to PSA." He didn’t answer. "Where are we going?"

Another turn. Another road that led away from everything I recognised.

"Dristan," I said again, louder this time. "Answer me. What’s happening?"

"We split up to distract the attackers," he replied calmly. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Okay... and then we head back to school, right?"

Imagine... Trust issues, huh?

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