It Doesn’t Matter Anymore novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Outside the clinic, the magic runes on the door faded

They wheeled Ada out White as paper Empty The ‘surgery’ worked the pup, and her fun dreams, were gre

Before she could make a sound, two guards grabbed her Threw her into an armored van Like garbage

“Get out

The door opened They threw her into cold mud

“Ah!

She landed hard Pain shot through her fresh wounds. Her healing wouldn’t work

She crawled to a guard’s leg. “Please don’t leave me here… Lone wolves and Vampires hunt here die just take me back

The guard kicked her off. Tossed down an envelope. “Your ‘severance Bus ticket to the human world Alpha says you’re not welcome Ne sex you

again, we beat you on sight.”

The black sedan sped off.

She clutched the envelope. Cried out. No one heard.

Night came. The Blood Moon rose. Wind cut through her.

Shaking, she dragged herself along the road.

Then, motorcycle noise. A group of Lone-wolves stopped beside her. They smelled like rot.

“Look here. An abandoned she-wolf.”

“Bit dirty But that body… And that robe. Smells like a fresh-miscarried Omega. Good eating.”

She flinched back. “Don’t! I have Gold Claws! I’ll give you Gold Claws!”

“Gold Claws? A fat sheep. Boys, we get paid and get a toy tonight.”

“Help-1

Her scream was swallowed by the night.

Far away, in his villa, Joseph swirled a glass of blood wine. A guard reported.

“Alpha, it’s done After the drop, a Lone wolf pack found her. Should we step in?”

Joseph kept swirling the drink “Step in? Why?”

“She made her bed”

“Dead or alive, I don’t care. Just make sure I never hear ‘Ada’ again.”

Getting rid of her didn’t fix the hole in his chest. It still hurt.

He threw everything into finding me. Hired detectives. Bounty hunters. Like a dog on a scent.

He didn’t know I was watching.

Chapter 78

In The Frostfang Expanse, on a sunny terrace, I held hot cocoa My witch friend’s voice came through a mager link

“Lois, your ex is going nuts Bounty’s up to fifty million Gold Claws Half the hunters are on your trail

I smirked “So in love, isn’t he?’

“Feeling guilty? Want to go back?”

“Guilty?” i looked at the snowy mountains. “Please When I was there, I was dirt. Now I’m gone, he’s a devoted lover? That late love is worthless

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