Chapter 112

** LUCIANA POV** 

I stared at Jeremy as he stood there watching me cry profusely. The only thing I could seem to think of at the moment was that he could comfort me, he could make me feel better. 

I ran into his arms as I wrapped my hands around his back, hugging him so tightly that I cried. 

I felt his hand hugging me back as he patted my back, he pulled me closer, patting me gently as I felt the need to cry more. 

“Cry it out, cry it all out” he muttered, and I did just as he said. 

Having someone who was ready to watch you cry and console you was the only thing I needed at the moment. Not Arielle, who would have tried to stop me from crying, or Duncan, whose glare would have been effective enough to make me stop tearing up as I was doing. 

I got his clothes wet, but he didn't seem to bother. After crying for a few more minutes, it finally seemed like my head cleared up and I could think. 

I then realized that I had run into the hands of a supreme Alpha begging to be embraced and consoled, I had cried into his chest and made his dress wet with my tears. 

I quickly scampered out of his embrace, making his arms stand lingering in the air. 

My eyes locked with his and the look on his face looked like he was disappointed with the way I ran out of his arms, unlike when I ran into it. 

I bit my lips in regret, as I felt so stupid for hugging the Playboy Supreme Alpha. 

“I'm sorry” I said, my eyes pleading for him to let it go and just pretend like nothing had happened, but I knew Jeremy. He wasn't going to act like that. 

He was too playful not to act bothered by the fact that I had just hugged him without being forced. 

His lips twitched into a smile as he walked towards me, moving closer, and I took short steps backwards, wondering what he was going to do or say. 

He was not only a few breaths away from me as he leaned in, staring into my eyes, as it looked like he was taking in my face as his eyes roamed around it. 

I found it uncomfortable, and it made me gulp hard. 

“Looks like you stopped crying” he said, touching my face for signs of tears, but finding none. He smiled and stood upright. 

“I hope my chest has helped, even if it had been for just a few minutes” he said, and with that, he left, heading into Duncan's room where Arielle was placed. 

“What the hell was that?” I thought as I tried to remember how he would have reacted to what I did if he was in his right senses and not in a drunken state he was in right now. 

He would taunt me, trying to find out the reason why I would run into his arms and wet his precious dress, trying to get every detail he could get. 

But that made me realize that he just acted like that because he was here for something important, maybe because of Arielle. 

I walked forward, leaving to calm my head down, but stopped abruptly realizing that Jeremy had just been in there. 

He wasn't someone to keep his mouth shut about the knowledge he had that he would be able to brag about.  If he knew about what the cure was. He would surely blabber.

I walked back, heading for Duncan's room as I opened the door gently, entering. 

“She is going to live, Jeremy,” Duncan said, his eyes blazing with anger. 

I knew Jeremy must have said something to anger him. Something relating to Arielle having to die. 

“Maybe she wouldn't, if you could leave your pride behind and ask them for help, if only you could try to get the cure, but would you do that?” Jeremy said as I walked closer to them. 

I trusted my instinct, Jeremy could give me the answers that I wanted and right now, it looked like I was getting them. 

“If he asked them for help? Who are they?” I asked and their gaze all turned to me. Including Arielle, who had the same sad, hurting and pain-filled face as the one I had seen before I left the room earlier.

They gave no response and that only aroused my curiosity the more. 

“But the two of you! How did you know to come here? Why are you both here?? How did you know what had happened?” Duncan asked, facing Sheba and Jeremy. 

“I can't remember telling anyone of you anything about it” he added. 

“You know how I found my way here, Duncan, you needn't ask, I knew there was someone in danger who had to be saved or rather killed”, Sheba said. 

It was understandable, Sheba had divine powers and trying to see through things like this would be no surprise. 

But Jeremy. I turned my gaze at him as everyone in the room did. He wasn't someone to have visions and be able to tell whether someone needed to be saved or killed. 

“Why the glares, I just wanted to see the face of a darling here” he said, his gaze turning to me as his chin gestured at me. 

I gulped with my stomach twitching, he always has a way of getting to me. 

He saw that everyone in the room didn't buy that, and they didn't stop glaring at him. 

“Okay! It felt strange, I felt something unusual and then something in me directed me there and seeing the darling over there crying, I knew something was truly wrong”, he did, and Duncan sighed. 

“What the hell is the cure??” I asked, facing Jeremy. 

“Something that could only be gotten in the pack of the white wolf race, in the Alpha James pack” he said, and I felt my legs weakening. 

He took me back home just now!