Alpha's Rejected becomes the Lycan's Obsession-Chapter 41: Running yet again

Tessy’s breath caught in her throat as her body locked in place, her fingers going numb at her sides. The scene before her unfolded like some grotesque tableau from a nightmare - the once sleek vehicle now reduced to a mangled carcass of twisted metal. Her wide, disbelieving eyes traced the devastation: the entire front end had concertinaed inward, the hood bent at impossible angles like crumpled paper. A spiderweb of cracks radiated across the shattered windshield, its safety glass holding together in stubborn fragments that glittered ominously in the dim light.

Her gaze dropped to the tires, and a fresh wave of nausea rolled through her. Deep, parallel gashes ran through the rubber - not the clean cuts of an accident, but ragged tears that looked like... like something had raked its claws through them with deliberate malice.

A tremor ran through Tessy’s body as her mind struggled to reconcile this destruction with any logical explanation. No collision with another vehicle could explain this. No simple crash. This looked like the car had been attacked by some monstrous force, thrown about like a child’s discarded toy.

"How did you... how did this happen?" she stammered, looking at Trevor with a mix of disbelief and fear. "And Freya? Where is she? Was she hurt?"

Trevor shook his head, his expression calm. "No, your friend is fine and at her house already. She wasn’t in the car when it happened." He answered in the calmest way he could come up with, seeing how alarmed she was.

Tessy’s mind raced, trying to piece together what could have caused such destruction. She was still reeling from the sight when Roman pulled Trevor aside, speaking in a low, urgent tone.

"Take her home," Roman instructed. "But wait ten minutes before you leave."

"Boss, they are too much. This fight is not one you should confront alone." Trevor spilled, his frown deepening. They couldn’t kill him, but in his current state, and with their numbers, they could inflict unimaginable pain.

"When did you begin to underestimate me?" Roman probed, narrowing his eyes at Trevor.

"I would never do that, boss. I’m only speaking based on the fact that you said Lazer is weakened. How do you plan to face them without Lazer?"

"Don’t worry about that. Just take her home."

Trevor nodded solemnly, the gesture carrying the weight of a silent oath as he absorbed the gravity in Roman’s tone. His shoulders squared instinctively, muscles tensing beneath his jacket as he mentally cataloged every possible threat between their current position and Tessy’s eventual safe haven.

The unspoken understanding between them needed no elaboration - Tessy’s protection wasn’t merely important, it was the singular priority that overrode all other considerations.

As Roman turned toward Tessy, the transformation was both subtle and profound - the ruthless strategist momentarily giving way to the protector. His features softened with practiced ease, the smile that touched his lips reaching his eyes with convincing warmth even as his body remained poised for violence.

The contrast between his reassuring demeanor and the tension in his frame spoke volumes to Trevor.

"Trevor will drive you home," he told her in a gentle voice. "Don’t worry, everything will be fine. We’ll find your mother." He assured her and led her to the car.

Tessy pulled herself into the car’s passenger seat, the movement mechanical while her thoughts continued spinning. The door thudded shut with finality behind her, sealing her in the quiet cabin, yet doing nothing to quiet the turmoil in her mind. Her fingers absently traced the seatbelt’s smooth surface as she fastened it.

More than just her mother’s troubling disappearance weighed on her - though that alone would have been enough to knot her stomach with worry. Something darker lurked beneath the surface of every interaction, something none of them would say aloud.

The way Roman’s eyes flickered toward Trevor when he thought she wasn’t looking, the strange tension in Trevor’s shoulders whenever she asked direct questions—it all added up to one inescapable conclusion. Something was going on and they were hiding it from her.

The realization settled over her like a suffocating blanket, thick with unspoken warnings and half-truths. These men moved through the world with dangerous secrets, and she’d somehow become tangled in them without understanding the rules or the risks. The car’s interior suddenly felt less like shelter and more like the closing walls of a trap she hadn’t seen being built around her.

"Why aren’t you coming with us?" she asked him through the half opened window, seeing how he kept saying Trevor would drive her home and never mentioned himself coming along.

"I have a meeting to attend." Roman simply replied, flashed her a smile, and started walking toward the gate.

As Roman walked out of the gate, sounds of growls reached her ears, sending a chill down her spine. It was a sound she recognized all too well, one she had heard the night she tried to run away.

She turned to Trevor, her eyes pleading for answers. "What was that? It sounded just like—"

"Security dogs," Trevor cut her off with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "They can be pretty intimidating." ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Tessy wanted to press further, but she stopped herself from doing so, doubting she would get the truth or any further explanations from Trevor. So she reluctantly accepted his explanation, even though her instincts screamed otherwise.

Ten minutes later, true to Roman’s instructions, Trevor drove them away from the field. The car moved at a close-to-normal pace, the silence between them filled with unspoken questions.

When they finally arrived at the mansion, Tessy climbed out of the car, feeling more drained than ever. Trevor restarted the engine, ready to leave.

Her brows arched in question as she set her gaze on Trevor, who was about to drive off.

"I’m going to pick up Roman," Trevor answered her unspoken question before driving off.

Tessy turned towards the mansion, her steps heavy with exhaustion. As she approached the door, she saw Daniel standing there with a woman she recognized—the same woman who had visited last time looking for Roman.

"Welcome back, Madam." Daniel greeted, his voice friendly but tense, knowing from her facial expression that everything didn’t go well.

"Thank you." Tessy answered, shifting her gaze from him to the woman. At that moment when their gazes met, Tessy felt something she never thought she would feel again, especially not with Roman. The woman was beautiful, no doubt, but that was the very reason why Tessy became upset.

She wondered what business Roman had with the woman to make her keep coming over to see him. Having dealt with Richard’s unfaithfulness, she didn’t think she could do it again.

Just when she was about to say something to the lady, the door swung open and Cody stepped out, offering a bow. "Welcome, madam."

Realizing it was no use engaging the woman, who also didn’t bother to engage her, Tessy simply walked past them, heading inside. The events of the day had sapped her strength, leaving her in no mood for a fight.

Just as she walked out of sight, Sephira, the visitor, frowned deeply. "Why is she allowed to go in and I’m not? Who is she? And did I just hear you call her ’madam’?"

Daniel’s face hardened, his tone firm. "It’s none of your business. Don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong."

"You have grown guts, I see. The Roman effect." Sephira nodded, eyeing Daniel in a condescending manner. "But you know I am not one to be disrespected. So don’t even think about it."

"I don’t know what you are talking about. We have instructions not to let you in," Daniel said. "It would be wise for you to leave."

Sephira smirked, shifting her gaze to Cody for a while before settling them on Daniel again. "I will be back in the morning. I better see Roman, or else... She didn’t complete the threat before she turned around elegantly and walked away.

Tessy could hear their voices fading as she moved deeper into the house. She wanted to collapse into bed and shut out the world, but questions gnawed at her mind.

She felt like she was in the eye of a storm, with chaos swirling around her, yet unable to grasp any of it. Her steps finally brought her to her room, and she sank onto the bed, her body aching with fatigue.

In a short while, like a black hole pulling someone in, she was soon pulled into sleep. However, her rest was not a peaceful one. She opened her eyes in dreamland to find herself running yet again, and the man without a head chasing after her intensely.

Tired of running, she decided to stop and face her pursuer. Only at that moment did she realize she had been holding onto a head—his head—all the while she was running.