Chapter 190

Chapter 190

-Grayson’s POV-

25th July–Rickon.

26th July–Isabella.

27th July–Maria.

28th July–Isabella.

31st July–Ricardo.

2nd August–Isabella.

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3rd August–Rickon.

4th August–Maria.

7th August–A call from Carter.

That was the sequence in which the intervention happened. I really didn’t know if they had a schedule on who should come to talk to me or when. But I didn’t care because everything they said centered around the same damn thing.

“Things aren’t as bad as they seem.”

“You might not have your wolf, but that doesn’t mean everyone is not still scared of you. No one would dare challenge your throne.”

“You’re full of bullshit because you know Ava would never do this.”

“Do you hear me? Full of bullshit.”

“You still haven’t gone to see her? Do you know what you are putting her through right now?”

“Grayson, can you hear me? Are you even listening?”

The last four, along with some deeply colorful curses, came from Isabella in person.

Was I listening? I didn’t even know anymore. But I guess if I could replay everything that had been said to me over the last two weeks, then I must have been.

Two weeks.

weeks since I felt the light die out, since the happiness I had tried to grasp onto disappeared with a force I didn’t even remember. The moments that I had once cherished, the moments that had filled me with warmth, now

I might not have been able to say it out loud, but I loved her. I had loved her, and

father spat out the most. ‘You show them you are weak, and they will walk all over you.‘ And I had shown Ava Pierce every vulnerable side of me. I had given her everything, thinking that maybe, just maybe,

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only proved my father right. Even more painful than the

had planned this. Right from the very first moment. How

look up from the blank screen in front of me. The

care about anything. Everything was numb. The voices, the intervention–nothing

persistent. I raised my head just enough to glance at the door, but it felt like too much of a

the door creak open, the sound of heels clicking across the floor. A shuffle, and then the

it was didn’t say anything for a while. Then, her voice cut

even worse than what I heard.”

Elaine.

that Ava was finally gone just like she wanted. But instead, she looked at me the way she used to when we were kids–like she was disappointed, like I had done something

time you took a shower? Or ate

answer. I just kept staring at her, unsure if I was even really seeing her. The words were

saying about you?” she

didn’t speak.

“Well, if you want to be miserable, then at least complete it by drowning in your misery.” She glared

The idea of going out. Of doing something. Anything. But it felt too far removed from the man I was now, from the pain that consumed me. But she was

We’re going.”

looked at her stomach. It was flat, still.

was thinking about it. Why

hell did I even care?

“Grayson Stephen Blackwood.”

of my thoughts, but only for a moment. I glared at her, the anger bubbling up with sudden intensity. “I told you never to call me that name.”

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still speaks.

eyes softened, a little, and she gestured to the bathroom. “The fancy bathroom you built in here has finally come

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that had taken over my body. The empty hole in my chest. But her words… her tone. I stood. The action felt robotic, like I was going through the motions. I walked around the desk that suddenly seemed too large, and I picked up

shower felt cold. Every movement was stiff, automatic. I barely even registered the hot water running over me. My mind was a blur, my thoughts scattered. Nothing made sense. It was as if I was watching myself from outside my

still a blur as I stumbled after Elaine, my feet moving mechanically. I didn’t even question it,

I knew, though–knew–that the eyes on me were filled with shock. Shock that Grayson Blackwood, once so high

my name didn’t feel as powerful as it used to. It felt distant now, like something

She led me through the crowd, taking me to an exclusive, quieter area.

lighting casting long shadows on the walls. The air was thick with the smell of alcohol, the low murmur of conversation blending with

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