Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 207

Jealousy Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 207

Iris’s POV

‘Go to hell, Sebastien,” I said, clutching the clothes tighter in my fist.

“You really want to show up at your burning family estate looking like that?” He nodded at my dress, his voice low and deliberate. “With a stain that looks like blood splattered across your chest? Think about the image you’ll project, Iris. The new head of Stone Industries, looking disheveled and desperate.”

My jaw clenched. I hated that he was right. I glanced down at the dark red stain spreading across the white fabric of my dress. It did look like blood–exactly

impression to make when I needed to be in control of a crisis situation.

name means something,” he continu

ing me closely. “Even if you hate me, don’t let your pride damage what’s left of your father’s

w blow. Using my father a

muttered, snatching th

was still clutching the closing the already

“What are y

He

crumbling, replaced by cold pragmatism.

n’t think this means anything.”

Sebastien’s expression change. That infuriating smirk returned to his face as he leaned toward me,

ck seat. My breath caught in my throat.

ssingly thin.

loser, his eyes never leaving mine. I instinctively grabbed one of the garments from my lap and held it up like a gainst my ribs.

s he actually going to touch me?

ing, I released the breath I’d been holding

bably just testing my reaction, seeing

I asked, trying to sound firm

1. ed. “Suddenly modest?

ease.”

nge.”

thing I couldn’t read

–

amusement? Satisfaction? It

ment. I didn’t trust him for a second though. Carefully, I inched toward the edge fined space.

d dress. What if he opens his eyes while I’m changing? What if he sees my stomach? Would ced at the thought. Would his werewolf senses detect our baby growing inside me?

add to this horrible day.

t his eyes were still closed. His face was unreadable, but at least his eyelids remained down. Taking a deep ss, my movements awkward in the limited space.

eeled off the stained fabric, hyper–aware of Sebastien’s proximity. I couldn’t help but glance down at my own body, at

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