Free Web NovelChapter 367: Chapter 367
Nathan’s POV
I covered my face with my hand.
Send it to her? Proof that I destroyed her life over lies?
What right did I have to hand her the truth now, like it was some kind of gift? I swallowed the bitterness.
“Send it to Amelia,” I said at last, my voice turning to steel. “She’ll handle it professionally.”
Emotion was a luxury I didn’t deserve.
“Continue investigating Sophia and Richard. Every movement and every contact they make”
My wolf’s grief shifted.
“And Cowen Group...” I murmured, my eyes lifting, the city reflected darkly in the glass behind Collins. “They’ve fed off Hemsworth Group’s losses long enough.”
Predators had circled while I was blind. That ends now.
“It’s time to take control.”
Collins nodded and left quickly.
The air in the room had changed. Grief was still there. But beneath it, there was a wounded alpha who had let his mate be hunted.
And now?
Now the hunt was mine.
Aria’s POV
I was in my home in Shevron Estate when I heard a sharp knock on my door. It came sharp and urgent.
“Aria!”
My wolf’s head snapped up before I even moved.
It was barely dawn. I opened the door.
Amelia stood there, her breath uneven, her eyes tight. That alone made my stomach sink. Amelia didn’t panic. Amelia was the kind of wolf who could discuss contracts during a fire.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, guiding her inside, my palm brushing her arm in reassurance.
She sat, exhaled, then pulled out her tablet. The glow lit her tense face.
“The case about you stealing Hemsworth Group’s secrets... there are new developments.”
My fingers curled slowly against my palm and my wolf went still. She turned the screen toward me and scrolled.
I saw Images, timestamps and access logs.
It showed me entering archive room and leaving.
Another name was highlighted.
Sophia.
My eyes sharpened as I watched.
“Where did you get this?” I asked quietly.
“Nathan reopened the investigation. Collins brought it to me, he said it would help clear your name.”
I bit the inside of my lip. It has been almost two years, two year too late.
I handed the tablet back to Amelia “Now we have answers,” I said, my voice flat. “What good does that do?”
Amelia’s hand squeezed my shoulder. “You went through hell. But you have a good life now. Time can’t be reversed and the people who framed you are still free.”
My gaze lowered.
“I know,” I said. My wolf’s ears flattened.
“I won’t let them get away with it.”
Amelia frowned. “Then why don’t you look relieved?”
I smiled faintly. “I was framed and jailed in one day,” I said. “One day. I had no chance to fight, no chance to speak.”
My eyes felt colder than winter.
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Amelia went quiet. She understood. Too late wasn’t justice, it was regret.
The doorbell rang. Both of us looked up. Amelia went to the door.
I didn’t need to see who it was, I could smelled him.
Collins.
Another scent him me, but it was a bit stronger...
Nathan.
My wolf stiffened instantly. A thousand memories flooded in one breath.
Amelia opened the door.
“Is Ms.Aria here?” Collins asked.
Even through walls, Nathan’s Alpha and dominant presence pressed into the air like an approaching storm.
But his scent was a bit different. It was filled with guilt and anguish.
Bang!
Amelia slammed the door. I blinked, even my wolf was impressed.
“Don’t meet them,” Amelia said firmly as she turned to me.
From outside, Nathan’s voice came through the wood. “Aria, I’m here to apologize.”
My wolf stirred, uneasy. Apology? That word meant nothing to a wolf who had survived a cage.
“I’m calling Chloe,” Amelia muttered.
I laughed softly. Amelia in full guard-dog mode was oddly comforting.
I wasn’t that girl anymore. The one who allowed a man treat me as though I was insignificant. The one who believed my love for him would change everything. Friends mattered to me now, not an ex-mate who realized the truth two years too late.
Chloe’s furious voice exploded through the phone as Amelia briefed her on what was happening.
I walked to the door quietly and looked through the peephole. Nathan stood straight, Collins beside him.He didn’t look angry, he looked... worn.
I stepped back.
No, I can’t meet him.
“Guys, what’s going on?” Logan’s sleepy voice came from behind us. I turned. His hair was messy, his eyes half-closed. He was completely unaware of emotional warfare at the door.
Amelia winced. I just shrugged.
He looked between us suspiciously. “Were you talking about me?”
“Of course not,” Amelia said smoothly.
“Really?”
“Really.”
He finally let it go. “So what’s happening outside?”
I tilted my head toward the door. “My ex-husband is outside. He’s here to apologize.”
