Taking Alpha's Twins Away After Divorce

Alpha 49

I knew those eyes really well. When his cologne touched my nostrils, I muttered angrily.

“Adrian.”

Did he just want to startle me?

He was silently looking at me. I shook my head.

“I know it’s your pack house. But stop following me.”

I turned around and proceeded to my room. To my astonishment, Adrian did not communicate with me or engage in a debate with me. But I was able to hear his footsteps coming from behind me.

Unease began to creep into my body.

Thank goodness I was able to get near to my room. The door to my room was only partially open, which meant that light was traveling out of my room an

room.

As I hurriedly proceeded, I reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

In a relaxed manner, Adrian was making his way towards me, and I turned to face him.

I was able to see him very well now. The color of his eyes changed from red to black.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you following me?” I asked furiously.

He stopped in front of me. The expression on his face had

changed from one of indifference. There was an abundance of hostility there in it.

Shouldn’t I be the one who behaved like this?

“Who is following you? Don’t be so pretentious, woman. I was going to my room.”

He lifted his chin to indicate that he was going to the room that was a few feet away from mine.

“Your room? But Head Alpha’s bedroom is located downstairs.”

Adrian walked past me and replied,

“I didn’t want that room.”

I stood there for a while as I watched him enter the room and shut the door loudly.

I flinched at the loud sound.

“So he was not following me? I just spoke gibberish!”

Taking a deep breath, I went into my room. From behind me, I was able to hear the maid’s words!

“Miss.”

I turned around and let her enter the room. She came with a jar of water and a glass. After she had finished placing them on the nightstand, she exited th

Immediately following the closing of the door, I drank some water. Laying down on the bed, I prayed that the week would be over as quickly as possible.

The following day, I woke up early as it was my habit to go to the

office in the morning.

Nevertheless, I was feeling lazy because I did not have to go anywhere at this point. I did not have any work in my hand. Should I spend the week preten

I went to take a shower. While wearing clothes, I felt that my body had not changed much after all these years. Otherwise, how was it that the designer w

I came out of the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. In the dress, I looked like a noble lady.

I went downstairs once I had finished drying my hair.

“Good morning,” I greeted Uncle Lucas and Auntie Grace.

They smiled at me. It came to my attention that Auntie Grace was assisting Uncle Lucas in walking to the couch. I helped her while also holding the othe Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

After Uncle Lucas had sat down on the couch, he turned his head to look at me and then patted the spot next to him.

When I looked across to Auntie Grace, she gave me a slight nod of her head. I sat down next to my Uncle Lucas.

He reached out and placed his hand on my head. There was a slight tremor in his hand that I could feel.

“Every time I take a look at you, I get the feeling that you have the potential to watch over the family and to rule the pack with responsibility. You are a go lost you.”

“Yeah, he is foolish,” Auntie Grace said and sat next to me. I was sitting between them.

I kept my head down and listened to what they had to say. I was dead set on avoiding any discussion of the past at all costs. However, they had met me

express what he had been feeling to me with was obvious. They were not wrong in any way.

At that time, we all heard the sound of heels knocking on the floor. We turned to the entrance and found Lynda standing there. I frowned at her when my eyes fell on her.

There was no doubt that she was still beautiful. There was a slight shift in her sense of style. She used to wear simple clothes five years ago but now she

Lynda noticed that Uncle Lucas’s hand was placed over my head and stared at it. Then, her gaze turned to Auntie Grace.

I felt that she was dissatisfied by the closeness I shared with Adrian’s parents.

“Good morning,” Lynda greeted them, ignoring me totally.

I felt disgusted by this woman. When I was married to Adrian, she came into our lives and grabbed him totally. In addition to this, she had repeatedly lied with someone else, I never paid attention to her presence because I did not want to provoke that person’s anger.

“Morning, Lynda. How come you here?”

The sound of Auntie Grace’s voice reached my ears and jolted me out of my recollections of the past.

I moved my head in the direction of Auntie Grace and observed

that her face was really chilly. It appeared as though she was not pleased with Lynda’s arrival.

Was she behaving like that because she wanted to react strictly with her soon–to–be daughter–in–law? Or did she not like Lynda?

Lynda slowly approached Adrian’s father, who looked indifferent by her presence.

“I came here to meet Uncle Lucas.”

“I’m fine. You didn’t have to,” he replied.

Lyndå let out a chuckle and glanced at me, then replied to him,

“How am I supposed to not come? My father–in–law is sick. It’s my duty to take care of you.”