The Alpha's Hidden Heirs (Selene and Kane) novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224 

Everything he said replayed in my mind, one thought after another, 

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Why me? What was it about me that made him feel this way? My life was already a wreck–I couldn’t afford to make it any worse. 

I took a step back, shaking my head in denial, 

Grayson’s eyes suddenly widened, as if he had spotted something behind me. I instinctively started to turn around, but before I could, he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around me and twisting us to the 

side. 

Shock froze me in place. 

It took a few seconds to process what had just happened–I had nearly been hit by a car. Grayson had pulled me out of the way just in time. 

Turning my head, I saw the vehicle speeding off, but not before I caught a glimpse of the driver. He wasn’t looking at me with concern or checking to see if I was okay–no, his gaze was calculating, as if he had been trying to confirm whether he had succeeded in hitting me. 

A chill ran down my spine. That couldn’t be right… Was I imagining things? 

“Are you okay?” 

Grayson’s voice snapped me back to the moment. I looked up into his eyes, and for the first time, I saw something unexpected–genuine concern. 

That realization made me uneasy. 

Noticing just how close we were, I quickly pushed him away and took a step back. 

“I’m fine. Thanks,” I muttered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. 

“Selene, listen. I never meant to pressure you,” he said, his voice steady. “I came to this pack for you. All I’m asking for is a chance. That’s it.” 

I lifted my gaze to meet his. 

“You say you’re not pressuring me,” I countered, “but you made it a condition to save my brother.” 

His expression darkened. “Of course, it’s my condition. If I didn’t set terms, would you ever consider being with me? You’ve spent the last six years shutting every man out–so tell me, how else am I supposed to get a chance?” 

Frustration bubbled inside me as I ran a hand through my hair. “So you are forcing me.” 

He gave a small nod, then abruptly turned on his heel. 

“Hey! Where are you going?” I called out as he walked toward his car. A wave of panic hit me–what if he refused to help my brother after this? 

Grayson paused and glanced back at me. 

“I got my answer,” he said simply. “It’s your life. I won’t force you.” 

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