Rick’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Are you really serious about that?
Going to Raven is basically suicide, you will not come out of there alive!” “I already made my decision, I’m going!” A sudden thought entered Kyrian’s mind.
The day of the rejection with Avielle, he had unwaveringly believed that Elle was going to be stubborn and refuse to accept his rejection.
Divorcing her had been the main plan, but pushing her out of Obsidian had never been the next step, if she’d still carried his mate bond, he would have been able to find her by now.
“Fine, if you really need to go then I’m coming with you, but first tell me why the hell you’re so bent on killing yourself by marching yourself to the enemy.” “Claire saw someone showing of the invitations online, she’s never been to a ball so she begged me to take her.” Rick’s eyes widened in a mix of annoyed confusion, “So you’re doing this whole thing for Claire?” Kyrian looked up at him calmly and replied, “Why else?” Rick scoffed looking like he was going to punch through a wall, “Wow, I can’t fucking believe this!” Ignoring Rick who seemed to be losing his shit, Kyrian pulled up some important pack files and continued going through them as he casually asked, “What is so hard to believe?
Claire is my woman, I’m merely satisfying what she wants.” “No, you don’t get it.
What I’m finding so hard to believe is the fact that you think you can actually lie to me.
I’m sorry alpha, but I’m not as incompetent as you think.” “What are you going on about?” Rick pulled back the seat and settled there looking every bit ready to argue his point, “What I’m trying to say is, for a man who kicked out and abandoned his own wife, you care so much about finding her you would freely put your life on the line by charging into an enemy pack just to see if she’s there.” Kyrian’s body stiffened as he heard that, but he maintained a carefree expression.
“In fact, not only Raven, I’m pretty sure that after this ball, you’re going to walk head on straight into other enemy packs to find her.
You’ve sent tracker wolves through every neighboring pack but they didn’t find her, and of course you know she didn’t leave the country because you had wolves stationed at airports throughout every border.” Rick spoke excitedly as he’d already deduced the whole thing.
At first he was really pissed at Kyrian, but then when he looked into things deeply, he began to realize that there was more to the alpha’s actions.
“Luna Avielle isn’t an idiot, if she’s going to disappear to hide from you, she’s not going anywhere you can casually stroll into, she’s going to choose somewhere she’s sure she’ll never get to see you again.” Kyrian closed his eyes briefly then opened them again, a light smile touching his hard lips, “Would you look at you, showing off your brains.
You think you have me all figured out?” “I don’t just think, I know what’s going on in your mind.
If you’re so madly in love with Claire, why don’t I ever see you running to her?
In fact it feels more like you’re running away from her.
But with Luna Avielle, you were always eager to return home to her.” A reminder of Avielle again when he was trying not to think about her caused Kyrian’s eyes to darken.
“Enough Rick, you’ve run your tongue more than enough for one day.
You were supposed to handle sending those criminals to the dungeons today weren’t you?” “Yes I know my duties fully well Kyrian, but I have another theory.” “I don’t wanna hear it.” Kyrian immediately shut him down.
“But I’ll share it anyway.
About a year ago you sent me out to head a tracking team looking for someone.” Kyrian’s fingers tightened around the file but he didn’t say anything.
“It should be around the same time Luna Avielle was in that accident that almost cost her life, but what if it wasn’t just an accident, what if it was a deliberate attack?” As Rick said this, he studied Kyrian’s face closely as saw his jaw muscle tick.
Shit, he was right!
Rick’s eyes lit up, “That was why you strictly gave her private guards even if she said she didn’t need them.
You didn’t divorce Luna Avielle only because of Claire, you did it for a reason.
As for Claire, you don’t even have any feelings for her, do you?” Kyrian’s lips parted to say something but the words froze in his throat, pain flared in his chest and dark veins flashed on his neck for barely a second before vanishing.
“Claire is the one I want, she’s everything Elle isn’t and if I could reverse time, I would never accept the arrangement to marry Elle.
Now drop it, your stupid theories don’t make any sense.” Rick’s eyes clouded in confusion, he looked at Kyrian like a puzzle he couldn’t solve.
“Contact Obsidian’s top fashion designers and send them to Claire’s apartment, let them know they should spare no expense in making her dress for the ball.” “Yes, alpha.” Rick muttered still looking confused.
He stood up like a robot about to leave the office then stopped, “Since you’re bringing Claire, can I take Nelly with me?” Rick asked.
“Nellisa Daniels?
You’re going with her?” Kyrian asked in disbelief.
Rick shrugged, “I can’t go as a third wheel if you’re going with a date.” An interested smirk surfaced on Kyrian’s lips, “So you’ve finally decided to pursue her after crushing on her for years, good for you.” “Nah, she hates my guts.
I’m probably the last guy she’d want to date.” “You’d never know unless you tried Rick.
She might just secretly be as crazy about you as you are about her.” Kyrian casually remarked flipping the page of his file, the words beginning to blur due to his lack of sleep.
Rick’s eyes shone with anticipation, the turn of conversation making him completely forget the unease he got from Kyrian earlier, “Man if she wants me, you better start preparing to hear wedding bells cause I’m literally going to wife her up before someone else beats me to it.” Kyrian grinned about to give him some tips when his phone buzzed with an incoming text.
He raised a hand in indication for Rick to give him a minute, but the moment he looked down at his phone, his skin paled.
“Kyrian, is everything alright?” “Elle…!”