Chapter 230: A glimpse of the past 4
I don’t like him.
The thought gnaws at me every time I see him. He’s handsome, yes—too handsome, with that charming smile and honeyed voice that could make anyone swoon. But there’s something behind those sharp eyes, something slick and cold that reminds me of a snake coiled and waiting to strike.
And my sweet little girl—my Mirelle—has fallen for his lies.
It’s too easy to see why. Growing up with a mother like Danielle, who only saw her as a pawn, and a father—the king—who barely spared her a glance, the only true affection Mirelle ever knew came from me and her brother. But Adrian’s love, as much as Mirelle cherishes it, has always been possessive, controlling, a tether more than a comfort.
So when he appeared, an Alpha with a charming smile and soft words, promising her the world, how could she resist?
I see it every day. The way she lights up when he enters the room, the way she practically jumps from her seat to greet him, her laughter bubbling up so easily when he whispers something to her. It twists my heart into knots. She’s an Omega, and he’s the first Alpha to show her genuine attention.
Or what she believes to be genuine.
I tried to warn her. I did. I pulled her aside, told her my concerns, begged her to be careful. But she wouldn’t hear it. She brushed me off with a laugh, waving me away like I was being overprotective. "You worry too much, Joan," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "He’s not like the others."
But I know better. I made it my business to know better.
I dug into his past, asked the right people the right questions. What I found... unsettled me. Whispers of mistreated lovers, Omegas left brokenhearted or worse. There were no concrete details, nothing I could place before Mirelle like evidence, but there was enough. Enough to know that he is dangerous in ways she cannot see yet.
I close my eyes for a moment, trying to push away the anxiety clawing at my chest. But when I open them again, the sight before me makes my heart ache even more.