Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56

His gaze swept across the empty department. “Didn’t Megan invite

everyone to dinner to celebrate? Why aren’t you there?”

I let out a short, humorless laugh. “Apparently I’m not important

enough for the creative director’s dinner party. Some of us have

‘urgent‘ paperwork to complete.” I gestured to the stack of

documents.

Sebastien’s jaw tightened. I could almost see the wheels turning

behind his eyes.

“Get your things,” he said abruptly. “I’m driving you home.”

I frowned. “I can manage on my own. I need to finish this by

tomorrow anyway.”

“It’s nearly nine, and you shouldn’t be alone in the building this late,”

he replied, his voice dropping into that commanding Alpha tone.

“Why are you suddenly concerned about my safety?” I asked,

genuinely puzzled. “This is the second time you’ve insisted on driving

me home this week. What’s going on?”

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Something flickered in his eyes–concern? Worry? It vanished so

quickly I couldn’t be sure.

“The area’s not safe right now,” he said after a moment’s hesitation.

“There have been… incidents.”

My mind immediately flashed to Jack’s bloodied body, the claw marks,

the sense of another wolf lurking in the shadows. My pulse

quickened.

“What kind of incidents?” I pressed, studying his face. “Does this have

anything to do with what happened to Jack Lowell?”

Sebastien’s expression tightened. “You need to be more careful. That’s

all I’m saying.”

“Are you… protecting me?” The question slipped out before I could

stop it.

He didn’t answer directly. “Just get your things. I’ll wait.”

As I gathered my belongings, my mind raced. Was Sebastien actually

concerned for my safety, or was this another power play? The attack

on Jack hadn’t seemed random, and now Sebastien’s sudden

protectiveness…

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Were the incidents connected? And if they were, why wouldn’t he just

tell me what he knew?

The car ride was excruciating. I pressed myself against the passenger door, creating as much distance as possible between us in the

confined space. The silence was thick enough to cut with a knife.

“You should have sat in the back, Sebastien said suddenly, his eyes

fixed on the road.

“What?”

“You should have sat in the back seat instead of up front,” he

repeated, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. “People are

watching.”

I let out a sharp laugh. “Seriously? We’re already getting divorced, and

you’re worried about appearances?”

He didn’t answer, and I turned to stare out the window, watching the

city blur past. We were each trapped in our own thoughts, sharing

nothing but awkward silence and the remnants of what was supposed

to be a marriage.

Pulling up to Grey Manor for the second time in twenty–four hours

felt no less strange. The house remained as imposing and cold as it

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had been this morning.

William was waiting at the entrance, his tall figure silhouetted

against the warm light spilling from the grand doorway. Despite his age, he still carried himself with the unmistakable authority of a pack

Alpha.

“Iris!” he called out. His weathered face broke into a genuine smile as I approached. “How’s work treating you? Any problems I should know

about?”

His warm greeting was such a stark contrast to Sebastien’s cold demeanor that I couldn’t help but return his smile.

“I’m doing fine, William,” I assured him, accepting his brief hug.

“Work is… interesting.”

I caught the calculating gaze of Sebastien’s uncle over William’s shoulder. His lip curled slightly as he took in my simple work attire.

“I heard your little design company is working with North Star Studio now,” he commented, his tone condescending. “A cross–pack collaboration is always… risky. Best be careful about certain unsavory influences. The Grey pack’s standing can’t afford to be compromised.”

The implication was clear–he thought I’d used my connection to the

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Greys to secure the deal. My fingers curled into fists at my sides.

“With all due respect,” I replied evenly, “my designs were selected on

merit, not connections. Something I’m sure is difficult for some to

understand.”