I Forgot I Loved You Alpha (Ellie and Nolan) novel Chapter 286

Chapter 286

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Chapter 286

Third Person POV

Alaric did not return to Moonstone.

That alone would have been enough to unsettle anyone who knew him well.

He left Silver Fang without ceremony, declining the escort Nolan quietly offered, declining even to say goodbye properly to Ellie. He kissed her forehead, touched the boys once more, and then he was gone-his presence withdrawing like the eye of a storm passing overhead.

But storms did not dissipate so easily.

The city lights blurred past as Alaric drove, his hands steady on the wheel, his mind anything but. He did not need to ask where Kieran was staying. Men like Kieran always chose the same kinds of places-luxury wrapped in visibility, security meant more for show than substance.

A hotel that boasted discretion while offering none. The opulence of the place would speak to someone like Kieran, someone who was desperate to maintain a certain public image that outpaced his actual station.

Alaric almost smiled at the irony. Maybe he would have if the image of Ellie’s fearful face wasn’t so fresh in his mind.

The security was more than adequate, with guards posted on every floor and cameras sweeping polished corridors. Alaric moved through them without resistance.

No challenge came.

Moonstone didn’t play politics in the way that most packs did. They didn’t have to. Alaric was respected and feared in equal measure because he had proven himself in every way that mattered.

The younger warriors wouldn’t have seen him in battle, wouldn’t have lived through the hells that had forged him into one of the most powerful alphas in the kingdom. But they knew his face all the same. They knew the whispers and the fear that accompanied his name.

And because of that, they knew better than to approach him right now.

Not because no one noticed him-but because every instinct in every living thing he passed told them, unmistakably, that interfering would be a mistake they would not survive.

By the time he reached Kieran’s suite, the hotel itself seemed to be holding its breath. Alaric’s anger was a rare thing, which made it all the more unsettling when it was witnessed.

Kieran was alone.

He stood near the window, jacket discarded, tie loosened, staring out at the city as if it might offer answers. The television behind him murmured endlessly-news panels replaying the debate, Nolan’s withdrawal dissected from every possible angle.

Kieran turned sharply at the sound of the door closing.

“What the hell-” he started, then stopped.

Alaric stood just inside the threshold, hands at his sides, expression calm in a way that was profoundly unsettling.

“You can’t be here,” Kieran said quickly, forcing authority into his voice. “This is a private suite. I’ll have you removed.”

Alaric did not move.

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Chapter 288

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He did not raise his voice.

He did not need to.

“You won’t,” he said softly.

The words landed with unnatural weight, vibrating through the room like a low-frequency growl. The air itself seemed to press inward, heavy and oppressive.

Kieran swallowed.

“I don’t know how you got past security,” he said, attempting bluster, “but this is unacceptable. You need to leave. Now.”

Alaric took one step forward.

Kieran’s back brushed the edge of the table behind him.

“I am not here to negotiate,” Alaric said quietly. “And I am not one to be impressed by titles.”

Kieran lifted his chin. “You don’t have the authority to threaten me.”

Alaric’s eyes flicked briefly to the television screen, where Nolan’s bloodied image froze mid-sentence in a paused replay.

Authority, he thought, was a funny word.

He looked back at Kieran.

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