Piss Off, Alpha! You Lost Me Forever novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Choosing You

SOPHIA’S POV

I sat in that parking lot for another hour, staring at Damien’s beach photo. My wolf whimpered every time.

Every instinct told me to give up, to accept that I’d lost this battle like I’d lost so many others. But then my phone buzzed with a text from Lance’s cousin.

Lance is in the hospital. Someone attacked him outside his apartment. His hands are badly injured.

My blood turned to ice. His hands. ....A surgeon’s hands.

I had to find Damien. I had to make him listen to me.

I looked back at the photo, studying it more carefully this time. There was a resort sign visible in the background - Ocean Crest Beach Resort. I zoomed in on another photo Tiffany had posted. The hotel logo was clearly visible on a towel.

I pulled up flight information. There was one seat left on a flight leaving in two hours.

I didn’t think. I just drove straight to the airport, bought the ticket, and boarded the plane before I could talk myself out of it. My wolf was restless the entire flight. She kept pacing inside me.

When I landed three hours later, the sun was setting. I took a taxi straight to Ocean Crest Beach Resort. I couldn’t believe I did this. I couldn’t believe I was actually here.

The resort was massive and beautiful. The place was filled with white stone walls and crystal blue pools. It was definitely the kind of place Damien would choose for a romantic getaway with his mistress while his wife dealt with the fallout of his beta’s cruelty.

I walked into the lobby, unsure what to do next. I couldn’t just knock on every door until I found them. But I didn’t have to.

"Sophia?"

I turned and saw Nate standing near the elevator, looking surprised. He was wearing swim trunks and a resort robe, clearly just back from the beach.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, walking over.

I felt relieved seeing him.

"I need to see Damien," I said. "Where is he?"

Nate’s expression shifted to something like discomfort. "He’s at the beach. There’s a bonfire party happening. Sophia, maybe you should-"

"Take me there," I demanded. "Please, Nate. It’s urgent."

He studied my face for a moment, then sighed. "Follow me."

We walked through the resort grounds toward the beach. I could hear music and laughter growing louder as we got closer.

"They’re just past those palm trees," Nate said, pointing ahead. "Sophia, maybe you should wait and talk to Damien in the morning when everyone’s sober and-"

"I can’t wait," I said, already moving forward.

But before I could reach the bonfire, I heard Simon’s voice. He sounded drunk and loud.

That bastard.

I stopped behind a palm tree. Something made me pause and listen.

"I’m telling you, it was perfect," Simon was saying. He laughed "You should have seen the look on his face when they grabbed him."

"Simon, that’s enough," Nate said. "You shouldn’t be talking about this."

"Why not? There’s nobody here but friends." Simon’s words were slightly slurred. "Besides, I’m proud of my work. That bleeding heart doctor thought he could defend Sophia, make Damien look weak, and get away with it? Please."

My whole body went rigid. I pressed myself against the palm tree. My wolf’s enhanced hearing picked up every word.

"What exactly did you do?" That was another male voice I didn’t recognize.

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