Chapter 49 

fine, you can go. I’ll keep watch here” 

Clay readily agreed. 

“Okay, call me if anything comes up.” 

Like someone who’d been saved, I clicked away in my heels, quickly escaping the battlefield. 

I walked to the open area at the front, where there were two chairs, and sat down. 

The night breeze was salty and humid, waves churning, with the distant city lights blurring into specks of golden light–serene and dreamlike. 

I finally completely relaxed. 

Both physically and mentally. 

After enjoying the sea breeze for a while, I pulled out my old phone from my bag. 

After talking with Alice, I had turned off my original phone and gotten a new number with a new device here, dedicated to work. 

Now, I turned it back on- 

Over a hundred missed calls popped up… 

Even though I had turned it off, they kept calling one after another. 

Unknown numbers, Mom and Dad, Alice, friends, former colleagues, clients… everyone was looking for me. 

I opened WeChat. 

Alice’s first voice message was: [Don’t answer, don’t care, don’t believe–it’s all Rowan!] 

An hour later she sent: [Ela, where are you?] 

Mom and Dad: [Where did you go? Come back quickly!] 

Lilith: [Where are you? Where did you actually go?] 

Message after message, it took me a long time to get through them all. 

It seemed like everyone in my life was anxiously searching for me. 

And the root of all this- 

was just one person. 

Rowan. 

You complete and utter… lunatic. 

I sighed wearily. 

Then I saw a pile of text messages and voice messages in my SMS list. From initially calm “where are you” messages to gradually agitated, emotionally out–of–control ones… the latest voice message was five minutes long. 

His voice was low and hoarse, incoherent, even choking with tears. 

muha Nour Ho’s on His Knees 

30.4% 

rld. I was wrong I really know I was wrong. I’m a bastard. I deserve to die, I’m sorry, please give me rum mari leg 

however you want, you can even take my life. If you need space, go get space, I’ll wait ar home for you to come back. Fontosan can’t, you can’t just leave me like this. 

I quickly shut off the phone. 

As if one second later, I’d be dragged into the bottomless abyss by that pitifully crying man on the other end. 

Third Person Perspective: 

New York. 

Rowan’s hair was disheveled, stubble covering his face, looking haggard, 

A Beta came to find him: “Alpha, you haven’t eaten for three days…” 

“Get out!” 

“But-” 

“Get out!” 

He looked up at the full moon with red eyes, his lips moving slightly but unable to say a word. 

Elara’s Perspective: 

At this very moment, on the sea, I too looked up. 

Tonight’s moon was bright like a giant mirror, making my eyes ache. The brighter that light, the more it seemed to reflect the past onto my heart, cracking into irreparable fissures. 

“Moon Goddess… can we ever go back to how things were?” 

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