The Alpha Who Never Loved Me (Serena and Kieran) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Kieran

The words knocked the ground from under me.

She took a job and left.

I stared at Sylvia. Her face was a closed door; nothing moved behind her eyes.

“When did this happen?” I asked.

Frederick stepped aside and gestured into the house. “Come inside.”

They led me to the dining table. Sylvia placed a cup of tea in front of me and sat down across from Frederick. I did not touch the cup; my fingers tapped against the wood and my leg bounced beneath the table.

They took their time, and every second was a needle in my skin.

Frederick folded his hands on the table and looked at me.

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voice was even. “Now that Serena is no longer here, we can say what we want to say.”

I took a breath and held it in my chest for three seconds before I let it go. “Please. Say what you need to say.”

Frederick nodded. “You have helped this family more times than we can count. We appreciate everything you did for us, the medical bills, the housing, the support after Blackthorn fell.” He paused and his thumb traced the edge of the table. “We cannot repay you for that. And that is why we want to tell you the truth.”

“What truth?”

“The truth is that Serena was not a good choice for you.” He said it without flinching. “She is a brat. She is spoiled and she has a terrible temper. She does whatever she wants without caring for others.” He met my eyes. “We think she is a bad choice for a wife and you can do

better.”

My chest tightened.

“Seeing as you have found another woman you care for,” Frederick continued, “you should go for that woman. Get the divorce. Let Serena go.”

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The words were acid; they burned on the way down.

Frederick loved Serena more than his own life, and he sat across from me and called her a brat so I would sign the papers. He painted his own daughter as worthless to set her free.

The sacrifice was ugly and beautiful at the same time, and the irritation was a stone I had to swallow whole.

“There are some things I cannot tell you right now,” I said. “But I have to tell you the truth.” I rose to my feet. “I have never thought about divorcing Serena and I don’t think I ever will.” I pushed the chair in. “This problem is between a husband and a wife. I hope you will let us work through it.”

Sylvia’s composure cracked.

“You are a grown man, Kieran.” Her voice shook but she did not look away. “You should keep to your word. You said it with your own mouth that if Serena paid you a billion dollars, you would let her have the divorce.” She pressed her palm flat against the table. “She paid you. Now let it go. End the marriage.”

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I shook my head. “Please. Just tell me where she went.”

* “I will not tell you.” Sylvia’s eyes were hard. “My daughter

cried for years in that marriage and she has finally

stopped. I will not be the one to send you after her.”

Frederick stood. “We have said all we need to say. You

should leave.”

They hated me. I could see it in the way Frederick’s fists sat on the table and in the way Sylvia’s jaw clenched around every sentence.

Despite their soaring hatred, they held their tongues when they could have torn me apart with their words.

I walked to the door and stopped with my hand on the

frame.

“I will not be divorcing Serena,” I said.

I stepped outside and shut the door behind me.

This family used to treat me with warmth. They cooked

for me, smiled at me, invited me to their table even after

Serena asked for a divorce.

Serena

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That warmth was gone now. Its absence was a cold room with no fire.

I got into the car and called Mark.

“Track Serena down,” I said. “I don’t care how long it

takes. Find her.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

I hung up. Cora scraped at my chest and clawed at the bond and found nothing on the other end. The thread between us was so thin it was barely there; Aina’s presence was a whisper where it used to be a pulse.

I drove to Trevor’s bar.

The place was busy but Trevor was not there. I booked a private room for myself, sat down in the leather chair, and pressed my fingers against my temples.

I closed my eyes.

When I opened them, the room was dim and Trevor sat across from me; his arms rested on the armrests of his chair. A glass sat in front of me, full; someone poured it while I slept.

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I sat up. “What happened?”

“I just came from your house.” His voice was flat. “It’s empty.”

I nodded slowly. “Sophie and her son came to the house and reconstructed it. They changed everything and I could not go back.”

Trevor rubbed his jaw. “If that’s the case, then they cleared out. The house is empty.”

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