Chapter 558

Madeline:

Extreme worry took over me.

Of course, I began to wonder what his intentions were.

Even when I started to drive away, I noticed his car following my cab.

For the first few minutes, I kept looking back to make sure that was not the case, but sadly it was.

Anxiety slowly crept in.

“Can you please speed up?” I asked the driver, gently tapping his shoulder.

I bet he had noticed the car behind us as well, because he looked anxious too.

“Yeah, ma’am, I’m trying to,” he replied, adjusting the mirror.

There was panic on his face.

We had all heard about rogue communities being dangerous, but we had not even touched the border yet.

The moment we did, Mathew’s car came at us like madness.

The driver started to drive as if his life depended on it.

“Can you lose this car?” I asked the driver again.

He glanced in the mirror and shook his head.

“Actually, ma’am, it’s a pretty big car. It’s much faster than mine too,” he said sadly.

“But don’t worry, ma’am. I’ll do my best to protect you,” he added, trying to reassure

me.

However, I had no idea if he could manage it because Mathew’s car was catching up with us quickly.

Then, just as we reached the mountain range, Mathew’s car rushed past us and cut in front.

I would have flown into the dashboard from the back seat if I had not been wearing my seatbelt.

The car stopped so suddenly that I could not regain my senses for the first few seconds.

Mathew parked his car and stepped out.

He did not have any warriors with him.

He did not have anyone else with him.

I didn’t know if that was the scariest part or not.

“Okay, you need to wake up now,” I said to my wolf, who has not responded to me in a while.

I anxiously clutched the door handle while my other hand gripped the driver’s seat.

I watched Mathew step out, adjust his jacket, and then walk casually toward my side of the door.

He was tall and lean.

His shoulders were broad, but his waist was thin.

He walked over and opened the door.

Even though I held it tightly, he still managed to pull it open.

“What the heck is wrong with you?” I grunted at him immediately, calling out his stupidity.

In return, he gave me a cheeky smile.

“Will you please come out? I need to speak with you,” he said respectfully.

But I noticed the dagger hidden under his jacket.

And he noticed that I noticed it, so he quickly pulled the jacket over it, trying to hide

it.

“Mathew, whatever crazy thoughts you have,” I warned, pointing my finger at him.

“I have already texted my friends and family that you have been following me, so if anything happens to me…”

Before I could finish speaking, he snatched the phone from my lap and chuckled. “Are you sure you did?” he asked with a smirk on his lips.

It was the clearest smirk that he had called my bluff.

At that moment, I wanted to hit myself.

I should have texted everyone and told them what was going on.

elmet

But I was so panicked and so focused on watching his car, as if blinking would make him attack me, that I forgot to take the right steps.

And here he was, standing in front of me and smirking.

“Now, will you please come out? The sooner you do it, the better it will be.”

It was the way he spoke that made my stomach twist.

I looked at the driver.

The driver opened the car door and stepped out first.

“Sir, please step back. She’s my passenger.”

As soon as the driver started speaking, Mathew extended his arm and grabbed him

by the throat.

“Eh!” I yelped, covering my mouth in shock.

“Stay out of it,” Mathew told him, his face hard with anger.

poor cab

At that point, I could not expect the driver to save me. He was just an omega doing his job t provide for his family.

“Let him go,” I grunted at Mathew.

He glanced back at me and forced a calm look on his face again almost like a smile that said he had done nothing wrong.

“Sure,” he replied, stepping back.

“First, you come out.”

He demanded it again.

With my fists clenched, I stepped out of the car, and he finally released the cab

driver.

Then he picked up my phone from the roof of the car where he had left it.

“Take the car to the side. Ma’am will come and join you in a bit,” Mathew told the driver.

The driver looked at me for approval.

“Go ahead,” I told him, not wanting to drag an innocent man into my war.

The man walked away while Mathew fixed his jacket once more.

The wind whooshed between us.

“So you’re just like your alpha, huh? A scumbag?” I hissed, probably not doing the

right thing by angering him.

He looked back at me and narrowed his eyes.

Then he slowly leaned closer, and my heart sank in my chest.

“I’m worse than him,” he whispered.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he pulled the dagger out and attacked me.