Chapter Confrontation unleashed
Alexander's world was a maelstrom of emotions, the absence of Everly gnawing at his very core. Every fiber of his being was driven by the need to find her, to confront the darkness that had stolen her away. His clan had mobilized, their loyalty unwavering as they scoured the city for any trace of her.
Half of his clan members had been dispatched in search of her scent, while the others sought out Natalie—a key player in the dangerous game that had escalated beyond his control. Alexander's eyes blazed with a fierce determination as he prepared to join the hunt, his mind consumed by thoughts of Everly's safety.
But before he could take a single step, the air in the room shifted, and Lucas entered with a struggling figure in his grasp—Natalie. Her screams filled the space, a cacophony of fear and desperation that only fueled Alexander's anger.
His eyes locked onto her, a mixture of fury and contempt burning within him. With a swift, powerful motion, he lunged forward, throwing Natalie across the room. His movements were driven by an overwhelming surge of rage, a response to the pain and chaos she had wrought.
The sinister smile that curved his lips was a reflection of the turmoil within him. "Hello, Natalie," his voice dripped with a chilling coldness. "You're going to tell me everything you know."
Natalie's form crumpled, her bravado faltering in the face of his unrelenting fury. Her attempt to mask her fear was transparent to his keen senses, and he relished in her discomfort.
His approach was deliberate, his footsteps echoing with a menacing rhythm. He loomed over her, his gaze piercing through the pretense she had tried to maintain. "Where is she?" his words were a low growl, the intensity of his emotions spilling over.
Natalie's voice trembled as she responded, her mask of defiance slipping further. "She's probably dead by now. I hope they drain her dry and leave her body for you to see."
The words struck like a blade, but Alexander's facade remained unshaken. He had expected her cruelty, her desperation, and he was determined to unravel the truth—no matter how painful it might be.
As the confrontation unfolded, the room became a battleground of emotions—anger, fear, and a relentless determination to uncover the web of deception that had ensnared them all. In the face of Natalie's treachery and Everly's peril, Alexander's resolve burned brighter than ever. He would stop at nothing to rescue his beloved, to confront the enemy that had taken her from him, and to ensure that the unity of his clan and the strength of their love would triumph over the shadows that threatened to engulf them all.