After I Torched Alive, My Alpha Went crazy novel Chapter 84

I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at my son. He had indeed grown, both physically and mentally. He ran up to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Mom! You’re back!" His excitement was infectious, and I hugged him tightly.

"Of course, I’m back," I said, brushing a hand through his hair. "And I’ve missed you so much."

On the way home, Cyrus sat in the backseat, chattering excitedly about his time at Carlos’s house. "Mom, you’re doing so well with your work," he said proudly. "I promise, when I grow up, I’ll help you and always be there for you."

His words warmed my heart. Cyrus was growing up too fast, but I was glad to see he was already thinking about how to support me in the future. "Thank you, sweetheart," I replied softly. "That means everything to me."

Just as life was starting to settle down, something unexpected happened. I was driving towards the office one afternoon when I saw her—Sienna, walking down the street with Asher. My heart stopped, and my entire body tensed. Anger surged through me, and I felt a tingling in my limbs, as if I couldn’t move. Tina, my wolf, let out a howl of pain inside me, reflecting the deep hurt I was feeling.

Before I knew it, I had pulled over, thrown open the door, and started chasing after her. But Sienna, as if sensing my presence, disappeared into the crowd before I could reach her. My body was trembling, and Tina cursed Nathan with venomous anger. My thoughts quickly turned to Nathan. Why was Sienna walking around freely? He had promised me that she would face consequences.

Without thinking, I headed straight to Nathan’s office. I stormed past his secretary, who tried to stop me. "Grace, wait! He’s in an important meeting," she said, but I ignored her, too filled with rage to care. Eventually, she relented, and I burst into the meeting room, all eyes on me.

"Nathan," I said, my voice trembling with anger. "Why did you bail out Sienna?"

Nathan looked genuinely confused. "What are you talking about?" he asked, standing up from his seat. "I haven’t bailed her out. I have no idea where she is."

I didn’t believe him. "Don’t lie to me!" I shouted, the pain in my chest almost unbearable. "I saw her today. She’s walking around freely, as if nothing happened. How could you let her go?"

Nathan moved toward me, gently taking my arm. "Grace, calm down. I don’t know what’s going on, but I swear, I didn’t help her."

Now, seeing him again after all these years, all those old wounds reopened. The years of neglect, the favoritism, the emotional distance—it all came flooding back. Stefan still looked at me with the same cold indifference. Even after so long, I was still invisible to him. His attention was elsewhere, as if I was nothing more than a shadow in the room.

As my memories of the past faded, I returned to the present, standing face-to-face with Stefan, my father. The years apart hadn’t softened him, and seeing him now, I realized that the distance between us was not just physical but emotional, too. His expression was cold, as it had always been.

There was no warmth, no concern—just that same indifference that had defined our entire relationship. I felt a familiar pang of disappointment, the kind that had haunted me since childhood, but this time, I wasn’t that little girl looking for his approval. I was stronger now, but facing him still sent a chill down my spine.

Finally, he turned to me, his voice as icy as his gaze. His presence seemed to suck the warmth out of the room, leaving me feeling more isolated than ever.

"I paid Sienna’s bail," he said flatly. "Nathan has nothing to do with any of this."