Alpha's Rejected becomes the Lycan's Obsession-Chapter 37: Something came up

Guilt instantly washed over Tessy’s face the moment she spotted Freya. Her stomach twisted as she realized how much she had hurt her friend by attempting to run away.

Not only had she betrayed Freya’s trust, but she had also cut their dream vacation short, reducing it to just five days instead of the planned seven. The weight of her actions pressed heavily on her chest.

"Hey, you’re alright," Freya said, her voice soft with relief as she pulled Tessy into a tight hug. She let out a long breath, as if she’d been holding it in for hours. "I was so worried," she added, her words only deepening the guilt that churned in Tessy’s heart.

"I’m sorry, Freya," Tessy murmured, her voice thick with regret as she returned the hug. "I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to get away from everything." Her words felt inadequate, but they were all she had. If there was a way she could pour out her heart completely for Tessy to understand her situation, she would do it without a thought.

Freya pulled back, her hands resting on Tessy’s shoulders as she gave her a small, understanding smile. "It’s fine. We’ll talk about that later," she said, though her expression quickly shifted to something more serious. "What happened to your mom?" Freya asked, her gaze intense as she searched Tessy’s face for answers.

Tessy blinked, confusion flickering across her features. "My mom?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty. She wanted to make sure she’d heard correctly.

"Yes," Freya nodded, her tone firm but gentle.

"Nothing. Why?" Tessy replied, her brow furrowing as she tried to piece together why Freya would ask such a question. But panic was already rousing from somewhere deep within her heart.

"Nothing? When was the last time you heard from her?" Freya pressed, her hands already moving to open her bag. She rummaged through it, her movements quick and purposeful.

Tessy’s mind raced as she tried to recall. "I haven’t heard from her since that day this marriage happened," she admitted, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness. She assumed Freya was asking because of her mother’s silence, but the growing curiosity in her mind couldn’t be ignored. "What are you looking—" she started to ask, but her words trailed off as Freya pulled out a folded piece of paper. Again, Tessy tried to call herself down, but she couldn’t stop her mind from generating all the negative assumptions.

Freya unfolded the paper with a frown, her brows knitting together as she handed it to Tessy. The moment Tessy saw the bold "MISSING PERSON" title at the top, her heart skipped a beat. Below it was her mother’s picture, staring back at her. Tessy’s breath caught in her throat, and her eyes widened in disbelief. She looked up at Freya, her expression a mix of shock and confusion.

"Where did you get this?" Tessy asked, her voice trembling as her heart began to race. She knew it. Something has to be terribly wrong for Freya to ask such a question and look the way she did.

"On my way here," Freya explained, her tone somber. "I even thought it was the reason you left the way you did." Freya admitted. When she saw the poster, the assumption naturally settled in her mind, recalling that Tessy had promised her not to run away anymore. But it seemed that was not the case.

Tessy shook her head, her mind reeling. "I didn’t know about this," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She turned to Daniel, who had been silently watching the exchange, his brows furrowed in concern. "Did you know about this?" she asked him, her voice rising slightly.

Daniel shook his head, his expression serious. "No, Madam. Just like you, I’m seeing this for the first time." He answered in all honesty.

Standing a little fat from where they stood, Trevor had been listening to the conversation. He knew he’d be the next one to be questioned, and he wasn’t ready for that. Quickly, he lifted his phone to his ear, pretending to be on a call, and began walking back into the house, hoping to avoid the confrontation.

"Where is my phone, Daniel?" Tessy asked, her attention shifting from Trevor’s retreating figure.

"It’s in the house. I’ll go get it," Daniel said, already moving before he finished his sentence.

But Tessy couldn’t wait. She followed him, her steps quick and determined, with Freya trailing close behind.

Meanwhile, Trevor’s initial plan had been to inform Roman about the recent development. He’d tried to reach him through their mind link, but it hadn’t worked. Now, as he approached the staircase, he saw Roman descending, dressed entirely in black. The sight stopped Trevor in his tracks.

Roman looked like a force of nature, a devil descending from his throne to deliver judgment. His eyes were bloodshot from the wine, and the aura around him was thick with an almost tangible bloodlust. Trevor instantly knew something was wrong. He hesitated, unsure whether to deliver the message now or wait.

Before he could make up his mind, Daniel, Tessy, and Freya walked in. Like the others, Tessy paused when she saw Roman coming down the stairs. Dressed in all black, he exuded a dangerous, almost magnetic energy. His disheveled hair only added to his devilishly handsome appearance, giving him the air of a rebellious college heartthrob.

"My phone, Daniel," Tessy said, her voice pulling him back to the urgency of the moment.

"Yes, Madam," Daniel replied, already moving toward the spot where the phone was kept. A small frown creased his forehead as he glanced at Roman. Seeing him dressed like that could only mean trouble.

"Good evening, Mr. Gavriel," Freya greeted as Roman finally reached them, her tone polite but cautious. She accompanied her greeting with a short bow.

"Evening, Freya," Roman replied, his voice calm but his attention immediately shifting to Tessy. He could sense something was wrong just by the look in her eyes and the rapid beat of her heart. "What is it?" he asked, his gaze sweeping over her.

This was the first time he’d seen her in sleepwear, and though it was nothing particularly revealing, his mind couldn’t help but fill in the gaps. His imagination traced the curves of her body, and for a moment, he was distracted.

"My mother is missing," Tessy said, her voice trembling.

"What made you think she’s missing?" Roman asked, a frown coming to settle on his features.

Instead of responding, Tessy stretched the paper toward him in a position that allowed for the printed part to face him.

Roman’s expression remained stoic as he took the paper and scanned its contents. His eyes moved quickly, absorbing the information, but his face gave nothing away.

At the same time, Daniel returned with Tessy’s phone and handed it to her. She immediately dialed her mother’s number, her hands shaking slightly. The room fell into a tense silence as everyone waited, the only sound the light tapping of Tessy’s feet against the marble floor. But the call ended with a robotic voice informing her that the number was unreachable.

Tessy’s shoulders slumped, and she shook her head in response to Freya’s expectant gaze.

"Call your dad," Freya suggested, her voice gentle but firm.

Tessy nodded and dialed her father’s number, but the result was the same. The phone rang and rang, but no one picked up. Her heart sank further with each unanswered ring.

"I have to go home," Tessy declared, her voice firm despite the fear creeping into her chest.

"Don’t you think it’s a little late to go out?" Roman asked, his tone calm but firm as he watched her move toward the stairs.

"Late?" Tessy spun around, her eyes flashing with anger. "I just found out my mother is missing, and you think it’s too late for me to go find out what’s happening?"

"Yes. It’s late. Going in the morning will be best," Roman insisted, his voice steady but with an edge of finality.

"How do you expect me to sleep tonight without knowing if my mother is safe?" Tessy shot back, her voice rising. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Just then, Roman’s phone buzzed, and he didn’t need to look to know it was Williams. The man had been waiting for him. Roman answered the call, his eyes never leaving Tessy’s.

"Where are you, Rome?" Williams’ irritated voice crackled through the phone, and Roman couldn’t help but feel a flicker of amusement at being caught between two angry people.

"I’ll be a little late. Something came up," Roman said with a tone that suggested finality.

"What?!" Williams exclaimed, but Roman ended the call before he could say more.

"Go dress up and meet me outside," Roman told Tessy, his voice leaving no room for argument. Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked out, leaving Tessy to hurry up the stairs, her mind racing with a mix of fear and determination.