Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 480

Chapter 480: 480-Running Late

Ian:

Once we entered the mansion, we saw all the preparations. They must have done everything in the last few hours after we informed them. I gave Haiden a dry look as he stood there, staring at everything. I felt his pain.

His energy had shifted into something heavy, likely because all these preparations and all the power Patrick held were supposed to belong to Haiden.

"Come on, have a seat," Patrick continued, pointing toward the living room.

They had decorated it with unnecessary things. All the flashy decorations were too much. I preferred a minimal setting, something darker, but this man clearly had no understanding of that. Some might call it aesthetic, but to me, it looked pathetic.

I sat on a separate sofa, spreading my arms with my elbows resting on the armrests. One leg crossed over the other as I shook it, forming a visible gap between my thighs and knee. One finger rested on my temple while the other sat under my chin as I observed everything.

"I am so glad you came back. I thought you had left," Fauna whispered to Haiden.

That caught my attention, but it was Haiden’s response of lifting his nose in disgust that kept my eyes on them.

"Fucking stay away from me," Haiden grunted at Fauna in a whisper, stepping away to sit on the same couch as Troy.

There was genuine sadness on Fauna’s face whenever Haiden treated her badly. However, I could not feel bad for her because she was forcing herself on him. If he told her he did not like her, I thought she needed to let go.

"So what brings you here?" Patrick questioned. "I know I’m not that special for the headmaster to bring in his best crusaders. One is missing to visit me."

He paused just to add that last phrase, likely mentioning Clementine since she was not with us.

"I came here to ask you about Nook," my father replied.

As soon as my father said that, I watched Patrick straighten his back in his seat.

"The man who goes from one pack to another selling goods," Patrick remarked. "always busy with his big business. What are you trying to sell? Is it academy equipment? Is the academy really shutting down and going bankrupt?"

Patrick kept asking questions, sliding in information he knew about Nook, though not too intimately, only through business. I caught all of it.

As for his wife, she was glued to her phone, as if her real life existed behind the screen.

Then there was Mariana. She sat on the couch with her father, paying close attention to every detail.

"Right now, the man who keeps the digital data is away on a family vacation," Patrick explained, "but he will return in two days. I hope that is okay." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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