My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Nightmare From the Past

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Chapter 141

~Valerie’s POV~

Classes had been painfully long today.

My brain had absorbed just enough information to pass a test but not enough to quiet the whirlwind spinning in my chest.

There were too many pieces. Too many threads to pull. And none of them were leading me to what I truly needed—answers.

So I did what I always did when my mind refused to shut up.

I walked.

There was no plan, no path—just my boots against the cracked tiles and gravel of PSA’s winding paths.

My hands tucked into the pockets of my hoodie, head slightly lowered, I moved past the training domes and out toward the East Courtyard.

The air was calm and quiet out here. Not many students ventured this far, especially not during hours after lectures, which made it the perfect place to think.

I was already planning tonight’s escape. Another night out. Another whispered name in the underworld where secrets traded hands faster than currency.

Someone had to know about Nightshade Thorn. Someone had to remember that name.

I would visit that club, talk to the bartender, and hopefully get a good clue before I leave. I must report something to Uncle Zade before he starts questioning my time here.

Solstice was right, no matter how much I hated admitting it.

But then... I stopped.

Something shimmered in the corner of my eye—chrome, gleaming under the weak sunlight.

A car and not just any car, but a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Parked with quiet arrogance at the side of the courtyard, like it owned the space it sat on. Matte black. Tinted windows. And just ahead of it, two figures stood talking, backs turned chiefly to me.

My steps slowed, and of course, at once, my curiosity piqued.

Who the hell had permission to bring that kind of car onto school grounds?

I took a small step forward, intending to circle closer along the courtyard wall. Just to get a better look.

That’s when I felt it, the first presence.

It was heavy. Dominating and commanding in the way only an Alpha could be. It slithered into my senses before I even laid full eyes on the man. My jaw tightened as my heartbeat kicked up violently.

Then the second presence hit me, and my knees almost buckled.

Familiar, old—too old and deep. And worse, too deadly.

My breath caught.

No...

Nd before I knew what was happening, I was no longer in PSA’s East Courtyard. My brain, my mind was transported back into the past, to a place I ran from for ten years.

The place that gave me chills and nightmares and fuelled my vengeance.

I was ten years old again.

Standing in a pitch-black tunnel behind my home. My lungs filled with smoke and my heart beat like a war drum. I could still feel the stone of the passage walls, rough under my small fingers.

The place my maid had shoved me inside. She hadn’t followed. I’d waited. I’d begged her under my breath to come with me.

But she never came and told me she was meant to do this.

Like hell that mattered when killers were ravaging our home, and I could not do anything about it.

Like hell I cared about them when they had taken the two most essential parts of me from this world.

Her screams pierced through my eardrums as I shut my eyes, crying through it all while closing my lips.

And later, when I thought it was safe to come out, the house caught fire instead. They were burning the estate. Burning the Zephyr bloodline like we were nothing but rot.

I had crept out slowly, carefully. My hair was sticky with soot, and my dress was torn. My lungs still burned, but I had to see. I had to know if it had ended and find my parents.

That’s when I heard the voices.

’What was he doing here?’ I wondered. He wasn’t the one with that presence, but how did he know him?

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