After I Torched Alive, My Alpha Went crazy novel Chapter 142

Carlos’ POV:

I hovered above the island in my helicopter, a battle group of helicopters following closely behind. We were ready for anything. I couldn’t let them take Grace any longer. I couldn’t let her stay trapped on this island. Not when I could do something about it.

She has been separated from Cyrus for far too long.Cyrus has become a nightmare for watching Grace being taken away by the bad guys, something that I know no one has any way of healing him unless Grace comes back, back to him. And also, back to me.

As we approached the landing site, I could feel my frustration building. I had a mission to complete. I wasn’t going to let Merhold or anyone else stand in my way. I needed to see him. Now.

Merhold had agreed to see me, but he made it clear that I couldn’t bring an escort. That didn’t matter to me. This was between him and me.

When we landed, I stepped out of the helicopter and walked toward the entrance of the building where Merhold awaited. The cold air hit my face, but it did nothing to cool the fire burning inside me. I had a lot to say to him.

Merhold was waiting, as if he had been expecting me all along. His smile was that same cold, polite smile I’d seen too many times. He didn’t seem worried, didn’t seem threatened at all. He acted as if he had everything under control.

"You’ve come," Merhold said, his tone calm, almost mocking. "I was wondering when you would make your appearance."

I didn’t waste any time with pleasantries. "You’ve taken her," I said, my voice low, dangerous. "And you have no right. You’re rude and dangerous, Merhold. You know that?"

Merhold raised an eyebrow, his smile never faltering. "I have every right," he replied smoothly. "She’s here because of your negligence, Carlos. You didn’t care enough about her. You were too busy with your fiancée to notice."

His words struck me, but they only made my anger burn hotter. "Don’t talk about Grace like that," I snapped, stepping closer. "You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into."

"I think I have a very good idea," Merhold said, his voice turning colder. "But you’re right about one thing. You have been too busy to pay attention to her, too busy chasing after other things."

"Shut up," I growled, moving closer. "I’m not here for your games."

I regret not explaining my relationship with Odette to Grace. But this incident must not be used as a reason for him to imprison and hurt Grace!

‘No one here is going to hurt her, make her sad. We're having quite a good time these days.Grace is like an angel.’ Merhold flashes a cruel smile as he provocatively asks me, ‘You want to hear the details? How pleasant we are getting along?Grace is already thinking of memories from our past.’

I didn’t believe him, but I wasn’t going to waste time arguing. I needed to see her. Now.

"Let me see her," I said, my grip tightening. "Right now."

Merhold looked at me, his eyes cold. "You can see her. But she will decide for herself."

I didn’t like the sound of that. But it didn’t matter. I was going to see her, no matter what it took.

Merhold stepped aside, allowing me to pass. "Go ahead," he said, his voice almost too calm. "But remember, she makes her own choices."