After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

Chapter 102

1 lay in bed that night, but sleep wouldn't come

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them together-Elizabeth and Rolin.

Their faces were etched into my mind, their expressions, their closeness, their betrayal,

It played on a loop, tormenting me until the early hours of the morning,

When I finally drifted off to sleep, it was fitful and brief.

wake up the next day to an empty bed, the space beside me cold and undisturbed,

The omega who worked in the house informed me that Elizabeth had a shoot planned for today and had already left early in the morning

A sneer tugged at the corner of my lips.

Without a second thought, I picked up the phone and called BETA, Panther, one of my most trusted associates.

"Panther," I said, my voice sharp, "I need you to find out exactly where Elizabeth is filming today. And while you're at it, change the location of my client meeting to that neighborhood." After a brief exchange, Panther assured me that he would handle it.

I hung up, feeling a cold satisfaction settle over me.

If she wanted to play games, then so would I.

Later that evening, after wrapping up a social engagement with some clients, I spotted Elizabeth as she stepped out of the hotel where she had been filming.

The look of surprise on her face when she saw me was almost gratifying.

said, her voice

are you doing

cold expression, my

I replied curtly,

glanced around, noticing the few clients still lingering near their

for business?" she asked, trying to make

my

must have sensed my chill and furrowed her brow, as if somewhat puzzled by my cold attitude, and asked, "So, where

man getting into the car, then turned

Club," I said, "We're going to talk business and get some

froze, a flash of incredulity

she spoke, a warning in her voice, "So, you're going to have some fun

sky, casting long shadows across the clearing where the pack house stood. The air was cool, but it did

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was idling in the driveway, and I could feel the tension

contrast to the passionate man

sent

what if I get a woman? You don't care

like daggers, each one aimed

cold, flirtatious, and almost mocking-a far cry

he had transformed overnight

forward, reached out to

if you really go out to find another woman, never come

flinch. Instead, he roughly pulled his arm away, his eyes