Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 80

SEAN

The car arrives at the gate of a community of apartment buildings. The landscaping is sparse and while

the buildings appear clean and well-maintained, there’s no debating that the residences are old. I know

this area of town is considered a neutral territory. A number of rogues have taken refuge here, living

amongst humans at the bottom of the food chain.

I’m not surprised Grace landed here. She would not have had many other options.

I parked, get out of the car, enter through the footpath for visitors, and search the specific units.

I can follow Grace’s scent.

It’s faint. But distinct.

Her scent altered after prison, I note.

I didn’t think that sort of thing was possible, but perhaps losing her wolf contributed to the change.

I walk toward the east building and stop in front of a narrow door.

Is Grace really living here?

It’s a shithole.

The unit is so small, I wonder if it is anything more than a single room. The paint is chipping from the

door and peeling from the window shutters.

I listen. I hear movement inside.

I’m about to knock but I sense the presence of another wolf approaching.

I slide into the over grown trees and hedges on the side of the walkway, dipping into the shadows

there. And wait.

A tall figure approaches, following the same path I did. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Sean was about to knock on the door when he heard footsteps.

As the figure gets closer and closer, my eyes grow wider and wider. The occasional speculation that he

had thought was impossible had finally become a possibility.

It is Alpha Jason!

There is no way it’s just a resemblance.

And it’s not just the physical appearance but the raw power that surrounds him. A wolf only amassed

that amount of might with several thousand wolves connected to him. So it’s the combined force of the

many packs that Jason Reed controls that give him the power he possesses.

Jason's clothes are still the same as the ones from yesterday. Why... Why is Jason here?!

I feel a chill rising from the soles of my feet, my body getting colder and colder, as the ramifications of

this begin to take shape.

Finally, Jason stands in front of the narrow door and he raises his hand to gently knock.

A moment later, someone opened the door and said, "You're back."

The soft voice and sweet smile belong to Grace.

My Grace.

My breath wedges in my throat. My wolf feeds off the rush of adrenaline and the urge to shift becomes

an almost unbearable impulse.

I rub my eyes and wait.

Even seeing this with his own eyes, I can still scarcely believe it.

The person who opens the door is Grace.

Grace is actually living together with Jason? What is going on? And why is Jason dressed like a

homeless person?

Too many questions flash through my mind.

Then, I hear Jason say, "I'm back."

I know the voice.

Know this male.

Technically, he is my Alpha. As every pack in this region considers Pack Reed as the dominant pack in

this territory.

What the hell is happening here!?

Just as Jason is about to enter the room, his steps suddenly pause. He looked towards the dark corner

where I am hiding.

In an instant, I feel my blood stop flowing in my veins. I freeze like an animal in the sight of a much

larger predator.

As the Alpha of my own pack, I’ve never once felt frightened of another wolf. But that is what this

sensation is… fear.

"Jay, what are you looking at?" Grace's voice sounds again.

"It's nothing." Jason's lips curl slightly into a smile. He sniffs the air. Then, he walks into the apartment.

With a bang, the door is closed.

I take a deep breath. My palms and back are already covered with cold sweat. I feel as if I’ve just

escaped death.

What is going on? Why is Jason together with Grace?

I’m numb as I walk out of the complex and back to my car— a very recognizable car that stands out

especially in this area where most vehicles are very old and very cheap.

Damn it.

As I peel out and onto the roadway, my hands are shaking.

Looking at how Grace has been getting along with Jason, it seems like they are already very familiar

with each other. Furthermore, Grace called Jason “Jay."

In all the years of doing business together, I never referred to Alpha Reed as anything less than his full

name or title.

I’ve never heard anyone speak to him so intimately.