VALERIE'S POV
"Hey, you there? Eve has been trying to call you for more than five minutes now," I felt Blue shake my shoulders, and I turned around to look at Eve, who had a worried look on her face.
"Yeah, I am fine. Just a little exhausted. Nothing to worry about," I smiled, and my friends hummed.
We were sitting inside the cafeteria where I work, but today was my day off.
I know my friends were worrying about me. They have a valid reason to be worried. The entire day, I have been dazed and in my own thoughts. This wasn't the first time they caught me in my bubble of thoughts either.
"Something is definitely up, Valerie. What is it? Is it something about the student exchange program that you are not telling us?" Blue asked, and I shook my head.
"It's not that, guys. I am just exhausted these days. Maybe I will visit a doctor and ask him to prescribe me some vitamins," I looked at them, and they sighed.
"It might be because of overworking too. We hardly see you these days, and we know it's because you must've taken a new gig that guys are not telling us about," Blue rolled her eyes, and I smiled at them sheepishly so they would think she was right and drop the topic.
Something wasn't right. I can feel it in my bones. I can't help but find it weird how Ambrose had to leave just like this, and he hasn't called back even once. It isn't like him. Usually, he would've called me twice already to ensure I ate something or if I had any plans with my friends.
"Guys, I will catch up with you later. I need to be somewhere," I lied to them, and they nodded before I left for my apartment.
I couldn't do it. I couldn't sit there faking my smiles when 'happy' was the last emotion I felt since Ambrose left.
I wasn't being obsessive or possessive, and I know he has duties to attend to, but this lingering feeling in my heart wasn't going away. Today wasn't the first time I was coming to university after we made up.
I come to university daily, and he goes to pack. What was wrong with me today? I was feeling more irritated by myself than anything else.
'Maybe we need some alone relaxing time at our apartment?' Adele suggested, and I nodded.
It sounded like a good suggestion to me. I walked back to the apartment and made myself some juice before plopping on the couch and closing my eyes, leaning back as I tried to relax my mind.
'Should we try and practice your powers if you still can't get your head straight at anything?' Adele commented again, and I shook my head.
I don't think I should practice these powers when my head is messed up. I didn't want to hurt myself or break something in this apartment just because I couldn't concentrate.
"I don't -" I paused when I saw my phone vibrating with an incoming message.
My eyes narrowed when I noticed it was a message from a private number. Who would be messaging me with a private number?
It looks highly suspicious. Besides, after the recent event with Damian and Beatrice, I received a couple of messages from Damian using different numbers, asking me if what happened on that hill was true. I can't help but be wary of every message I get from an unknown number now.
I opened the message after a few seconds once I finished my drink, and read the content of it.
Let me rephrase it. I saw the content of it, and to say my heart skipped a beat would be an understatement.
It was a picture, a picture of three bodies hanging from the trees. The border sign of the Deimos pack was clear at some distance.
Is that why Ambrose left in a hurry?
Why didn't he say anything to me? I can't imagine what kind of turmoil or emotions he must be going through after seeing the bodies right in front of his border.
He was the strongest wolf in the nation, and his pack held a reputation. For someone to be able to do something like this without getting caught, just how many skills he had?
This wasn't the job of any random rogue. There is no way a single person can pull it off either. But if a group of rogues came, why couldn't the pack members detect them? This was more severe than it looked.
I was about to dial Ambrose's number when I received another message.
'I had an inkling that your so-called boyfriend won't tell you this. So like your good well-wisher, I sent you this photo," the message said, and I gritted my teeth.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this?" I typed back.
I had little hope of getting a reply since psychos work like that, and I placed the phone on the table before grabbing my jacket. It would be better if I went there and checked things myself.
I will support Ambrose and -
I paused my thoughts. The pack was already suffering because of the three deaths. They must be scared and anxious about whoever did this.
If I, a rogue, went there, they probably won't take things nicely and actually try to attack me.
The chances of George or Ambrose being on the borders would be less since they must be trying to find the links to catch the culprit.
"Well, what can I say? This is just a warning. The reason I messaged you is because you are a fellow. If you want to stay alive, stay away from him," the message said, and I clenched my fists around the phone.
I dialed Dexter's number.
"Hey, beautiful. To what honor did I receive your call?" The man said, and I sighed.
"I received a message from a private number. They are threatening me. Can you look into it?" I asked, coking straight to the point, and I am sure he sensed the urgency in my voice because he immediately asked me to forward the number.
After forwarding him the private number, I quickly dialed Ambrose's number.
However, even after calling him ten times, he didn't pick up my call, and I was on the verge of losing it.
My fangs were starting to ache because of the anger I was feeling. This wasn't good. I need to keep a hold of my emotions, or how will I keep Ambrose calm?
'Adele, help me,' I said, and Adele sighed.
'I wish I could help you, Valerie. Unfortunately, this is your fight. I am your wolf, and I have the same kind of extreme emotions as your vampire powers. Even I am angry and barely control my urges. How can I help you calm these powers?' Adele said, and I sighed.
I was about to go to the kitchen to drink some water when the door of my apartment burst open, shaking me as I didn't expect it.
Seeing Ambrose standing there and seething with anger, I walked to him in slow strides, unsure what kind of emotion was most prominent apart from the anger inside him.
"Ambrose?" I reached out my hand to him.
"Are you okay? What angered you?" I didn't want to reveal that I already knew about what happened in his pack.
"I am not f*cking fine, Valerie! What the f*ck you were ringing my phone for? Do you have some kind of attachment issues, huh? Did it ever occur to you that I was probably just busy with something?" Ambrose walked to me and grabbed my jaws in a tight grip.
I looked at him with teary eyes, his grip paining me since it was becoming hard to control my fangs too.
"That's not the case, Ambrose. I just wanted to know if you were okay since you always call to ask -"
"Stop with this nonsense," Ambrose shouted, my body shaking because of the shock, and I flinched slightly.
"Ambrose, you are not in the right state of mind. I think we should talk later," I said and was about to turn when he suddenly held my hand, and I widened my eyes at the grip he had on my hand.
It was atrociously painful.
"Ambrose, you -"
"Where are you going? Why are you leaving me? If you can't take my emotions, how can you expect to spend your eternity with me? Or is it that you don't want to live with me? Are you waiting for your so-called vampire husband? Hmm? Are you done with me now? Are you fed up with me?" He asked, and I scrunched my brows.
My fangs were already hurting because he ignored me all day, and I was frustrated, and now these allegations he was putting on me were making me hate him since he was affecting me so much.
"Ambrose, don't question my love for you. Don't say anything that you are going to regret for the rest of your life," I warned him, and he scoffed.
"Why? Why shouldn't I say it? Will you hurt me? Do you want to drink from me? Isn't that why we are together?" He asked, and it was my limit since the next thing I knew, my fangs elongated, and I snarled at him.
"Hahaha, so this is your true form. You are ready to hurt me so that I am out of your way, and you can leave with your husband, no? This is what my love was for you," he said, and I was about to jump on him to knock some sense into him when someone grabbed my hand from behind.
I turned to look at Logan, whose eyes were a dark shade of amber.
"Don't!" He said to me, and I gulped, knowing all too well he was barely controlling his anger and wolf.
"Ambrose, you!" Logan rushed ahead and hit his head so hard that he fell unconscious.
"Logan, what did you -" I couldn’t comprehend anything happening around me, and everything was confusing me.
"I don't know what's going on. Ambrose was alright in the morning, but then something happened to his pack, and then he left in a hurry. I tried to contact him the entire morning, but he didn't come. And now, when he arrived, he accused me of these things. I can't believe he would say something like this to me," tears welled in my eyes as I realized I was blabbering, and Logan sighed.
"It's okay, my love. Ambrose will get over this phase. Your life is in danger, Valerie. I mean it. You need to come with me to the council," He said before he rushed to my room and started packing my stuff.
"Logan, how can I come immediately? What about Ambrose and -"
"Listen to me this once, Valerie. I have called his beta. He will be here soon. We need to leave," Logan said, and judging from the urgency in his voice, I knew it was serious, and I nodded before looking at Ambrose one last time and leaving with Logan.
I just hope he is alright and didn't mean whatever he said because if he did, things would get really messy.