Alpha's Regret After the Divorce by Christina novel Chapter 54

The city lay wrapped in slumber as Lucas and I slipped quietly out of my apartment, the cool night air brushing against our skin. My heart pounded fiercely within my chest, each beat echoing like a drum as we moved cautiously through the shadows. We deliberately avoided the glow of streetlights, knowing any stray beam could reveal us to unseen eyes lurking nearby. Every faint rustle from the bushes sent a jolt of fear through me, making me flinch involuntarily.

“Stay close,” Lucas murmured softly, his warm breath grazing my ear and sending a shiver down my spine. “We have to steer clear of the main security checkpoints.”

I gave a small nod, gripping tightly the small backpack that held my forged human identity papers alongside the special herbs Lucas had painstakingly prepared. Those herbs were my only hope—the fragile shield that would keep the Bondbreak Syndrome from consuming me for the next three months.

“Do you think anyone noticed us leaving?” I whispered, my eyes darting nervously at the darkened buildings surrounding us.

Lucas shook his head confidently. “I checked for surveillance before coming to your place. Most of the pack is preoccupied with the upcoming ceremony—Rocco and Kim’s engagement.”

Hearing their names struck a familiar ache deep in my chest, but I shoved the pain aside. There was no room for distractions right now.

We slipped silently through the territory, ducking behind trees whenever distant voices drifted our way. Lucas guided us expertly through a maze of back alleys I hadn’t even known existed, clearly intimate with the least watched paths out of the pack’s domain.

After what felt like an eternity, we arrived at a crumbling brick building perched on the edge of the territory. Thick vines crawled up its weathered walls, and most of the windows were boarded up, giving it a forsaken, haunted look.

“This is the spot,” Lucas said, brushing aside some overgrown bushes to reveal a rusty metal door. “The secret passage begins here.”

The door groaned sharply as he pulled it open, the noise making me wince. Lucas flashed me a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, we’re far enough from patrol routes.”

I followed him inside, immediately hit by the dank smell of mold and decay. The air hung heavy and damp, making it even harder to breathe with my already fragile lungs. Lucas flicked on a flashlight, illuminating a narrow tunnel stretching ahead into darkness.

“This is… smaller than I imagined,” I murmured, eyeing the cramped space with unease.

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