After Three Years as a Deranged Alpha’s Sedative, I Faked My Death Chapter 04

After Three Years as a Deranged Alpha’s Sedative, I Faked My Death Chapter 04

Three days later, Adrian took me to a charity gala 

at the Plaza Hotel. 

The moment we entered the ballroom, I saw 

Selena standing beneath a crystal chandelier. 

She wore a red haute couture gown that made her 

impossible to miss and instantly drew every eye in 

the room. 

Her cloying rose scent threaded through the 

crowd and wrapped around Adrian. 

He stopped dead, and his grip on my wrist 

tightened hard enough to make my bones ache. 

Selena walked over with a glass of champagne in 

her hand, her gaze sweeping over me before 

stopping on my eyes. 

“Long time no see, Adrian.” 

She gave a soft laugh. 

“Your taste really hasn’t changed at all.” 

He stared at her, his breathing growing heavier as 

that dangerous scarlet glow crept back into his 

eyes. 

Another rage episode was about to begin. 

I immediately followed the emergency protocol 

the Black family had given me, releasing my scent as I clung to his arm. 

“Let’s go somewhere quieter and sit down, okay?” 

“Don’t touch me!” 

Adrian flung my hands away. 

Selena deliberately stepped closer and ran her 

fingers over his tie. 

“Still angry with me? I’m back now, aren’t I?” 

He did not pull away. 

I watched them without feeling a thing and almost wanted to ask a server to bring me popcorn. 

But as a competent substitute, I had to look 

jealous and devastated. 

I rushed forward and shoved Selena’s hand away. 

“Don’t touch him! You walked out on him. What 

right do you have to come back now?” 

Selena immediately threw herself backward with a 

scream. 

“Selena!” 

Adrian caught her without hesitation and shoved me hard at the same time. 

I was wearing four–inch heels and had no chance of keeping my balance. 

The force sent me crashing backward into an enormous champagne tower. 

Hundreds of glasses collapsed at once and crashed down over my body. 

I slammed onto the glass–strewn floor, pain ripping through my right arm so sharply that I could barely breathe. 

A jagged shard drove into my forearm, and blood 

poured out at once, staining the white carpet red. 

The ballroom went dead silent. 

The metallic scent of blood drowned out every perfume and werewolf scent in the room, spreading through the air in an instant. 

Still holding Selena, Adrian turned toward me. 

The moment he saw the blood covering the floor, his pupils contracted sharply, and the madness in his eyes vanished. 

He released Selena without thinking and took one 

step toward me. 

“Erin…” 

This time, I did not cry out that it hurt the way I had before. 

I simply sat among the blood and broken glass, looking at him in silence without a trace of 

emotion on my face.. 

“Adrian.” 

It was the first time I had ever said his name in 

such a calm voice. 

He stopped immediately. 

Bracing my left hand against the floor, I slowly pushed myself upright while blood streamed down my arm. 

“I’m a little tired. I won’t be staying with you 

tonight.” 

Then I turned and walked out of the ballroom 

without looking at him again.