ZADE’S POV
Due to how sad I felt, I went to a bar.
Even with the music playing, all I could hear was Sophia’s voice.
“You and I have nothing to do with each other.”
The words kept replaying inside my head over and over again.
I grabbed another bottle imdiately and I kept drinking. I had already drank enough tonight to make a normal man unconscious.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t a normal man.
My Alpha healing slowed the effects just enough to keep trapped in this miserable state between numbness and pain.
What if everything from that night ant nothing to her? What if I had imagined every mont between us?
The thought made angry all over again.
I slamd the bottle down so hard against the counter that the glass split in my hand. A broken piece sliced directly across my palm instantly. Blood dripped down my fingers..
The bartender cursed under his breath. “Sir-”
“Leave it.” I snapped.
The man wisely stepped away.
I stared blankly at the blood sliding slowly across my hand while my wolf growled bitterly inside . Normally, pain barely registered for anymore. Years of violence and power had made physical injuries aningless.
But tonight...tonight sohow hurt differently. Maybe because no physical wound had ever reached this deep before.
Sophia had, and now she was pretending I ant nothing to her.
The thought nearly made destroy the entire bar.
“Zade.”
I didn’t bother looking up imdiately. I already recognized Ken’s voice.
A second later, he slid into the seat beside while sighing heavily. Noelle followed behind him.
Unlike Ken’s usual playful energy, Noelle had always been more direct. She crossed her arms imdiately after seeing the blood dripping from my hand.
“Oh great,” she muttered. “He’s doing the self-destructive Alpha thing again.”
Ken looked at the broken glass. “That looks painful.”
“It isn’t.” I muttered.
Noelle snorted loudly. “Right. Because apparently emotional damage is the only thing hurting you tonight.”
I finally looked toward them.
Ken imdiately looked uncomfortable after seeing my expression properly.
Yeah. I probably looked insane right now.
Good. Because that was exactly how I felt.
Ken sighed. “You’ve been here for hours.”
“So?”
“So this is pathetic.”
“Pathetic?” I laughed. “She told I ant nothing.”
Ken’s expression softened slightly. “She was angry.”
“She said last night didn’t count.”
My wolf snarled violently inside again at the mory.
That night had ant everything to us. Every second beside her hospital bed, every touch, every word, every mont she softened in my arms...it ant everything. I’d felt her wolf responding to too strongly for it all to be fake.
So why the hell was she pretending otherwise now?
Noelle leaned against the counter beside “Did you actually explain the Tiffany situation properly?”
“Yes.”
“And?”
“And she didn’t believe . Instead, she ntioned Damien on purpose,”
Ken winced. “Yeah. That part was...bad.”
I shook my head “She wanted to hurt .”
Noelle beca quieter after hearing that, because she knew . Both of them did.
They knew how rarely I genuinely let people matter to emotionally. Most people feared too much to get close enough. Others only wanted power, favors, status, or protection.
Sophia was different. Sophia saw through too easily. And sohow...she still managed to hurt more deeply than anyone ever had.
“She’s confused,” Ken said. “she isn’t feeling too well”
“She told I’m nothing to her.”
“That’s not true.”
“How do you know?”
Ken hesitated.
Then finally, he sighed. “Because I saw her crying after you left.”
My wolf imdiately stilled. My grip around the bottle tightened.
“What?” I asked.
Ken nodded “Bianca took her outside afterward. Sophia broke down completely.”
I felt pain spread through my chest again, because now I could picture it too clearly.
I imagined her crying. And sohow that hurt even worse than my own pain.
“She cried because she’s overwheld,” Ken continued quietly. “Not because she hates you.”
I looked down at my bleeding hand again.
“She still pushed away.”
Noelle grabbed several napkins from the counter before throwing them directly at . “At least stop bleeding everywhere dramatically.”
I ignored the napkins completely.
My wolf was becoming more unstable now.
“Go to her” he growled “Go now”.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I suddenly stood up from the chair.
Ken frowned. “Where are you going?”
I grabbed my things. “To the hospital.”
Noelle looked horrified “Absolutely not.”
I looked at her “She needs to answer properly.”
“You’re drunk,” Ken pointed out.
“I don’t care.”
My wolf was already pushing aggressively toward Sophia. Every instinct inside scread for her. The alcohol only weakened my control further.
Noelle stepped in front of before I could move further. “Zade, listen carefully. Barging into Sophia’s hospital room drunk at midnight is a terrible idea.”
“I’m going.”
Ken stood up too now. “Brother, maybe wait until tomorrow.”
“No.”
“Think properly first.”
“I have been thinking properly,” I snapped harshly.
The entire bar went quieter nearby after hearing my tone.
My wolf growled dangerously inside , because none of them understood.
Noelle stared at carefully for seconds before speaking again.
“You love her.” she said.
Ken went silent. So, did I.
“I don’t know what this is,” I admitted roughly. “But it’s killing .”
I grabbed my coat roughly from the chair nearby.
Ken sighed “You’re really going.”
“Yes.”
Noelle pinched the bridge of her nose. “Wonderful. We’re all going to jail tonight.”
I ignored both of them completely before walking toward the exit.
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