Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Sebastien’s POV

I stared at Iris, her body wrapped only in a towel, droplets of water

still clinging to her skin. Something fierce and possessive stirred

inside me. My wolf howled, demanding I claim what was mine.

“Only if you please me tonight, I’ll naturally continue to protect the

Stone family’s position in the wolf community,” I said, the words

leaving my mouth before I could stop them.

The disgust that flashed in her eyes cut deeper than I expected. I felt

a sharp sting in my chest but kept my face expressionless. I wouldn’t

let her see how much her rejection affected me.

I loosened my grip on her, not expecting her immediate reaction. Her

leg shot up, her knee aiming straight for my inner thigh. Pain

exploded where she hit me, making me freeze for a split second. Fuck,

that hurt. But somewhere beneath the pain, I felt a grudging

admiration for her fight.

“You bitch,” I hissed, but she’d already slipped away from me.

I watched as she grabbed her phone, fingers shaking slightly as she

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dialed a number. Was she seriously calling human security on me? On

an Alpha heir of the Grey family?

“Hello? This is Iris Stone in apartment 1505. I have an intruder.” Her

voice was steady, her eyes never leaving mine. “Yes, I need security

immediately.”

The audacity of this woman. After everything my family had done for

hers.

“The Stone family’s pathetic position is none of my concern

anymore,” she said coldly after hanging up. “If you’re that desperate,

go find another female wolf to satisfy you.”

I stared at her, clenching my jaw so hard it ached. Who was this

woman? What happened to the compliant mate I married?

“Iris Stone,” I warned, my voice dangerously low, “remember what you

said today. The Stone family will no longer receive any protection

from me.”

I bent down to pick up my jacket from the floor, my pride stinging

worse than my thigh. This woman had changed. The Iris I knew would

never have dared to speak to me like this.

“I couldn’t care less,” she shot back, her voice like ice. “I hope you find

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what you’re looking for.”

I was about to walk out when I noticed her following me to the door.

A flicker of hope sparked in my chest. Was she regretting her words?

Would she ask me to stay?

ށ

That hope died instantly when I saw her reaching for her phone. She

unlocked it and held it up for me to see as she deleted my access code

from her apartment security app.

The humiliation burned through me like acid. No one had ever

dismissed me so completely. I stared into her eyes, searching for any

hint of the woman who once looked at me with admiration, with

longing. There was nothing there but cold contempt.

I left without another word, the door closing firmly behind me.

Back in my car, I lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as smoke filled the confined space. My hands were shaking slightly. Fucking hell. What

was happening to me?

I leaned my head back against the seat, memories of our two years together flashing through my mind. Iris on our wedding day, smiling despite knowing it was just a political arrangement. Iris quietly designing in her room late at night. Iris carefully avoiding my path in the manor, her eyes downcast whenever we accidentally crossed

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paths.

When had she changed from that meek, accommodating woman into

someone who would kick me and call security?

Why did I even care? This was what I wanted, wasn’t it? To end this

farce of a marriage?

My phone rang, cutting through my thoughts. Blake Thompson. I

answered without enthusiasm.

“Grey! Where the hell are you, man?” His voice was nearly drowned

out by loud music and voices in the background.

“What do you want?” I asked flatly, taking another drag of my

cigarette.

“We’re all at Moonlight Lounge! Private room!” Blake shouted over

the noise. “The guys have been asking about you!”