Chapter 7
As soon as Adam left, Anna stepped out from the shadows.
“Did you see that, Chelsea?” she sneered. “The one Adam love is me. If I were you, I’d leave him myself.”
She waved her phone smugly. “All I did was lie and say you sent someone to hurt me, and look how worried he got.”
“You don’t have to provoke me. If you’re that into trash, feel free to take it.” Chelsea said calmly, her eyes steady.
Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked toward her parents’ grave.
Anna’s expression twisted with frustration at Chelsea’s indifference.
years. Without
“What are you so proud of, you abandoned mate!” she snapped. “To make me his Luna, Adam has been waiting for me for five years and signed a legal bond-sealing deal with me. And you? You were just a joke during those five
Adam, you’re nothing.”
Chelsea’s steps faltered. Even though she had already felt disappointed at Adam completely, her chest still ached at those
words. She turned back, holding in her emotions. “Without Adam, I’m still the heir of the bluemoon pack. I’m still an
Alpha’s daughter. Even if you become the Luna of Adam’s pack, you’ll always be an omega. That’s one thing you’ll never
change.”
She held Anna’s gaze, unflinching. “You didn’t drive me away, Anna. I leave him because I don’t want him anymore.”
“Chelsea!” Anna’s eyes turned red with rage as she screamed at Chelsea’s retreating figure. “I’ll make you regret this!”
Chelsea ignored her.
She made her way to her parents’ grave, standing quietly to say her goodbyes.
She told them everything that had happened over the past five years. Her voice was surprisingly calm, not a single tear
shed.
“Mom, Dad, I don’t love Adam anymore. You don’t have to worry about me. I’ll take care of myself from now on.”
It was almost dark by the time she left the cemetery. Adam never showed up, nor did he make a single call.
The cemetery was remote, and she needed to walk a bit to reach the main road and call a car.
After bidding farewell to her parents, she started down the trail slowly.
She had barely walked a few dozen steps when she sensed someone following her. Alarmed, she quickened her pace and reached for her phone to call the police.
Before she could dial, someone grabbed her from behind and shoved a cloth over her mouth.
Chelsea struggled violently. Darkness swallowed her whole as she was knocked unconscious by the drug.
She was jolted awake by a freezing shock-someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over her. The chill pierced to her
bones.
She was tied to a pillar, arms bound behind her back. Her eyes were blindfolded, her wet clothes clinging to her trembling
body.
“Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?” Chelsea cried out, her voice trembling as the unknown fear surged through her
like a tidal wave and it terrified her.
“Say something! Who are you people?”
“You need money, right? I have money. I can give you plenty of it. Just give me a bank account and I’ll transfer it right
now!”
Chelsea couldn’t see a thing. No matter how many questions she asked, silence was the only response.
Her clothes were soaked through from the ice water. Each gust of wind sent a sharp chill slicing through her skin. Panic
rose in her chest as she struggled helplessly, growing more and more desperate.
“Let me go! Who the hell are you?!”
“Ouch!” Chelsea suddenly cried out in agony as a stick struck her hard in the abdomen.
“You don’t need to know who I am,” the voice replied coldly. “You just need to pay the price for what you’ve done.”
Another brutal strike landed on her stomach. Pain tore through her body as if her organs had been smashed together. She felt so pained tears spilled from her eyes.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” she gasped.
The man said nothing more. He raised the stick again and beat her repeatedly in the same spot.
Every blow was deliberate and merciless, as though he wanted to shatter her from the inside out. She passed out from the pain, only to be forced awake by more of it.
By the end, she had gone numb. Blood soaked through her pants.
Finally, the man seemed to tire. He dropped the stick and untied her. Chelsea collapsed like a tattered rag onto the floor, blood pooling rapidly beneath her as she slipped into unconsciousness.
When she woke again, there was no one around.
She pulled off the blindfold and saw a projector in front of her, flickering to life.
On the screen, Adam held Anna in his arms, kissing her forehead nonstop to comfort her. “Don’t cry, Anna. Thank God you’re okay.”
“I can’t believe it, Adam. I don’t believe Chelsea would ever hurt me. She’s such a kind person. How could she want to hurt me just because I accidentally pushed her?” Anna sobbed, her face pitiful and tear-streaked.
“People will change, maybe,” Adam murmured, a flicker of sorrow passing through his eyes. “But the facts are right in front of us. Chelsea was the one who hired someone to hurt you. If you hadn’t called the police in time, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable.”
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“But even if that’s true, you shouldn’t retaliate on my behalf. You can’t hurt Chelsea.”
“Even now, are you still worried about her?” Adam sighed, “Don’t worry. I won’t go too far. I’ll just teach whoever hurt you a lesson. As for Chelsea, I’ll find the right time to give her a warning.”
Adam’s eyes dimmed with disappointment.
In his heart, Adam had already decided Chelsea really had hired someone to harm Anna.
Chelsea lay on the floor, her entire body convulsing from pain. Her gaze locked on Adam’s face on the screen, feeling as though her heart had been ripped straight out of her chest-bloody and torn.
Adam, the man who had once trusted her with all his soul now believed Anna’s baseless accusations and had ordered
someone to punish her without mercy.
Once he’d fallen out of love, everything else changed then.
She laughed. Tears fell as she laughed.
Adam, if one day you learn the truth, will you regret it?
She thought numbly.
