Family's Spoiling Kills: Reborn, I Seek Wild Revenge novel Chapter 48

Alpha Edward's POV

Kicking everything in my way, I grunted and ran a hand through my hair. What Matthew had told me kept replaying in my head, making me feel insane as I struggled to accept it. How could it be? How could she turn out to be his mate?

A surge of jealousy, anger, and possessiveness washed over me. I couldn't explain the emotions bubbling inside of me.

I thought of Matthew and wondered how much he must have endured. He must have gone through a lot until now he decided to speak. And he also made mention of loving her? Of course, he was supposed to love her; she was his mate!

A frustrated groan left my lips as I ran a hand through my already scattered hair. I felt panicked, restless, and bothered. If Amanda was indeed Matthew's mate, then I have done a horrible thing to my best friend. But come to think of it, it wasn't my fault. I never knew they were mates, and he never mentioned it. And come to think of it, Amanda was my wife; we are married, and...

"Shit!" I had totally forgotten about our marriage. Remembering our marriage, I went to my drawer, pulled it out, and took out our marriage ring.

Getting home that day, I dropped the ring in this drawer and never took it out. My thoughts

went to Amanda and her ring. I can't remember seeing that ring on her finger. Where must she have kept it? Did she throw it away? That was a customized gold ring. I made it, especially for Elisa, and it cost a lot of money. Could she have thrown it away?

"Fuck! Why am I so worried about a ring!" I grunted and rubbed my hands on my face before sitting on the couch. I went into deep thinking and thought about something. Matthew made mention of Amanda being innocent and how he was going to prove it. Was that really true, or was he saying that because she was his mate? Come to think of it, I realized I never investigated the death of Elisa. But why should I do that? I met Amanda in the room, so what better explanation do I need to hear? Or is there a mix-up and misunderstanding?

"Goodness!" My head was becoming messed up. I thought for an instant, what if Amanda was truly innocent? What if I have been wrong all this while? How do I pay for the terrible things I have done to her, and how do I release her to Matthew? She is my wife, for goodness's sake!

"I'm going insane!" I grunted. Just then, a knock came on the door, and I frowned. I wanted to send the person away, but I realized it was Aunt; I had to let her in.

"The door is open."

Aunt pushed the door open, stepped into the room, and shut the door. Her gaze fell on me,

concern etched on her face.

"What is wrong?" She seemed bothered as she took the couch right across from me.

"Is there something bothering you?" Aunt asked, and I didn't know what to say to her. Of course,

a lot was bothering me, but how could I explain it to her when I couldn't explain it to myself? "Son? You can talk to me." She urged, and I sighed and took a deep breath. "An issue was brought to me to settle, and I am confused on how to give my judgment." I lied; that was the

only way to tell her what was bothering me.

"A case? What kind of case would make you look so worried and restless?"

I sighed and thought of a way to say it to her.

"Two best friends brought a case to me..." I trailed off.

"Yes, go on." She urged.

"The first friend is married to a woman who isn't his mate. The lady was indebted to him,

so to pay him, the man asked the woman to marry him so she could pay off her debt by her body. He has been with this woman for a couple of weeks, and suddenly, the second friend is claiming that the woman the first friend got married to is his mate." I paused and saw that Aunt was confused.

"When he was getting married to the woman, was his friend not aware? Had he not seen the woman before?" Aunt inquired, and I sighed. Matthew was not there when I married Elisa. In fact, he was out of the country. If he were present that day, maybe he would have stopped me.

"Get me Amanda."

They bowed and left. I didn't know why I had sent for her, but I just wanted to see her. Moments

later, Amanda was escorted into my room by the guards.

"Leave us," I instructed the guards, who bowed and left.

My gaze interlocked with hers, and she didn't look away; instead, she stared back at me. My

eyes roamed around her body. Despite the baggy dress she wore, I could still see her curvy shape, which made me uncomfortable in my seat as my dick jerked.

"Undress," I demanded, my gaze holding hers.

She frowned and shook her head. "I am Beta Matthew's mate; I can't do what you ask of me," she refused, and that got me up on my feet. I walked over to her and towered over her.

"You are my wife," I asserted, my voice low and commanding. "I have every right to you."

Amanda's gaze remained steady, her defiance evident despite the fear flickering in her eyes. "I am his mate," she countered, her voice trembling slightly. "I belong to him, not to you."

My jaw clenched at her words, possessive rage bubbling up within me. Without another word, I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head against the wall, my grip firm but not harsh enough to hurt her. "You are mine," I growled, my breath hot against her skin. "You are indebted to me, and until you are proven innocent, you still belong to me. Do not forget that." With a frustrated growl, I released her wrists and stepped back.

"Now, as an obedient wife, you will undress and lay on the bed."