NovelEnglishChapter 442 The Kind of Love He Can't Have +8 Pearls Rain poured down like a falling galaxy, drumming hard against the café's windows-but not a single drop left a trace. The protective barrier surrounding the building didn't just block sound-it swallowed every physical impact. Landon gripped the umbrella handle. He could still smell the lingering lily-of-the- valley scent in the air... but no trace of Nathan's frostborne pheromones. The barrier was scaling them in.
Tessa stood still, unmoving. Nathan was still inside.
If the two of them saw each other now, everything she'd done-all the restraint, the decisions, the sacrifices - would be for nothing.
That lunatic Nathan... surely he wouldn't walk out now. Right? Landon walked up to her, quietly closing the umbrella and stepping under the protection of the awning beside her.
"If it's a friend, why didn't you just bring them to the villa?" he asked softly. "We've got everything at home. No need to cout in weather like this." And really-what kind of "friend" meeting needed to happen in a café surrounded by a barrier like that? Landon was curious, of course. But more than anything, he respected Tessa's privacy. If she didn't want to say, he wouldn't press her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"It's nothing. Just a regular friend. I didn't feel like bringing him to the villa," she replied casually.
"Your friend already left?" "Yeah. Let's go. Tto head back."- "Alright. I'll carry you. The water on the road's too deep." Before she could protest, Landon had already crouched in front of her.
Seeing that, Tessa couldn't bring herself to refuse. She climbed onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck. Landon stood up, opened the umbrella, and carried her out into the storm.
Inside the café, Nathan saw everything.
His wolf power surged violently, turning every surface inside the room to frost.
Beside him, Grant also saw what had happened-but with the Alpha's fury pulsing in the air, he didn't dare so much as breathe.
"Grant," Nathan said coldly, "answerhonestly." "Yes, Alpha?" Grant's voice was careful, submissive. The last thing he wanted right now was to trigger Nathan's wrath.
"If you were a woman... would you like someone like Landon? Even as the Alpha King of Montedra, he lowers himself just to care for his mate. Every little detail, every gesture-he does it all." The truth was, Nathan was the Alpha of Solara's most powerful pack-the Frost Pack. He had every right to 70777 Chapter 442 The Kind of Love He Can't Have contend for the title of Alpha King. In status and strength, he was Landon's equal.
+8 Pearls But never-not even with his former Luna-had he treated a woman like that. If anything, it was Joanna who had cared for him more.
And yet Landon, in front of Tessa, was willing to do anything.
"I think I'd still prefer you, Alpha," Grant said, lying through his teeth.
Nathan shot him a sharp, cold look.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Grant. I said tellthe truth." "I..." Grant scrambled for an answer and finally squeezed one out. "Alpha, not every woman likes the stype. Sgo for gentle men, slike cold ones, slike bold and dominant alphas. Love doesn't have a universal standard, right?"
Nathan didn't respond. His blood-red eyes stayed locked on the shrinking figures of Tessa and Landor, and the cold radiating from his body only intensified.
Grant couldn't hold it in anymore. "Alpha, maybe... maybe you should let her go. Tessa's been so firm in rejecting you. Every tyou get you get hurt. What's the point in get you see her, chasing her like this? There are plenty of beautiful, strong females around you. Whatever kind you want, I can find her. And they'd be yours -devoted, loyal, obedient." Honestly, aside from looking like the deceased Luna, Grant couldn't figure out what made Tessa so special. "My business doesn't need your opinions." It was exactly because she was like this-so different, so defiant that Nathan found it impossible to let her 1. go.
What use were those simpering women, flattering him for his status and power? He hated them.
They didn't care about him. Only his title.
Once, maybe, he'd liked Tessa because she looked like Joanna. But now? Now he knew the truth: he couldn't get her out of his system because she was the only one who had never bowed to him.
The only one who dared to speak the truth to his face. The only one who'd ever fought back with her claws. And the more he saw of her... The more hopelessly addicted he became. Send Gifts
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