Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets
CHAPTER FORTY- SEVEN: A Psychopath

Amanda'S POV

I let out an annoyed hiss as I stared at the stupid blog posts again. They won't stop making silly posts about Nathaniel and Maurene. I didn't really care about Maurene but Nathaniel, it was affecting his reputation. Why did that bitch have to come back anyway?

She could have just disappeared into thin air like she did years back. Aish, she just had to come back to ruin things.

"Amanda, you need to relax. I think Nathaniel got it under control." Miranda told me, dropping her glass of wine as she leaned back on the chair. I tucked my hair before my ears as the breeze blew softly.

I let out a scoff. Nathaniel hardly came home nowadays and it has been three days since Grayson and him left the pack house without saying anything. I even tried asking him where he was going but he ignored me. "Why do these bloggers think they can post anything they want? Gosh, I wish I could sue them!" Annoyance was evident on my face.

"We all know you don't really care about what bloggers post. You are just mad about it including Nathaniel and that... woman. If it was about men flocking around you, you would be happily reading the comments under the post about them gushing about you." Tania said, giving me a pointed look as she disposed of the gum she was chewing.

I ignored her. Thankfully, Grayson had managed to some sites under control but there was one that just appeared to be intentional about Nathaniel and Maurene altogether and it infuriated the hell out of me. No one should be seen with Nathaniel aside from me!

"What else? She even went ahead to pay people to post hateful comments and threats under the post." Miranda added.

"Stop it! Stop talking like I am not here. And so? Nathaniel is mine and any woman that is trying to snatch him is my enemy and she should be yours too. Why are you taking her side?"

"We are taking your side too. We obviously shared the site links everywhere for you using our private accounts." Tania mumbled.

"And not just that, we had to pay the bloggers for more exposure." Miranda sighed. "Not like you didn't cause the separation between the both of us."

I sneered at them. They were not helping matters at all.

"No way!" Nadia shrieked, making all of us turn to her. "Martin posted! Martin posted! Martin posted!" She threw her arms in the air as she exclaimed giddily. Yeah, she has been a stalker on the man's page. Liking every one of his posts and I knew he must have noticed her.

She reminded me of what had happened at the party that night.

Nathaniel had left me to discuss with some business partners. I knew I could not insist for him to stay with me since I had to literally beg my way to be his date for the night. I wanted to use the medium to show the men who always messaged me for a night that it was Nathaniel I wanted. I knew somehow I was pulling enemies together toward him but he was stronger than them all. I knew it, I felt it every time I was with him and other Alphas. He was a threat to them. They considered him as someone who should not be seen in their midst, like he was greater than them even though he was an Alpha like them.

I was glaring at the wine before me. Nathaniel had warned me not to drink any of the wine. I wanted to know what was probably there. Poison?

I let out a scoff. Who would poison someone in an open area like this?

I looked away from the drink, feeling bored already. I glanced around the crowd in the hall and snickered. They were more fake smiles than genuine laughs. This is what it meant to be in a high-class society. Maurene didn't know that. That was why she didn't fit into the place perfectly.

I was the kind of woman Nathaniel wanted. Someone he could bring to parties like this and feel at peace instead of watching out for her like a hawk. I liked my space and that was what I was enjoying before a man stepped into my vision, obstructing my view of a Luna talking to the Alpha of another Luna. Some women could be annoying sometimes, their cheating asses.

My brows twitched as my eyes fell on a man who wiggled his brows before offering me a bright smile. If I did not know any better, I would have returned it. The smile wasn't a friendly one even if it was bright. It was a smile that was obviously backed with wicked ulterior motives.

"You didn't call me." He said, not even bothering to introduce him and speaking so casually.

My left brow went up in a curve. "What? Why should I?" I inclined my head to the side, folding my arms around myself.

Amusement danced in his eyes as he chuckled darkly. "Feisty, huh? You look beautiful by the way." He complimented me.

I bobbed my head in return. I was not impressed by him, nor the Patek Phillipe he was wearing nor the Dormeuil Vanquish II he donned on his body.

"You know Dormeuil?" He asked, wiggling his brows.

I shrugged. Who doesn't?

I liked luxury, of course, I would know.

"Look Martin, I don't like you. I don't even know you. Why did you give me your card?" I asked him, facing him.

His lips tilted in a smile as he set the wine glass in his hand down. "Because you caught my attention, Amanda. Rarely do I ever get attracted to a lady like I am to you." He said as if he was trying to tell himself that.

Still, I was not moved. I know he must have something he was hiding. I knew people and how cunning they could be. Martin however was lying through his wicked smile and I could see through it. "Really? I am not surprised. Men are usually attracted to me." I replied dryly.

His eyes twinkled with amusement. "Feisty. I like it." He clicked his tongue as he moved closer. I watched him with keen eyes.

What was it that he wanted from me? I was suspicious. Men like Martin did not just approach me I caught his attention. He has a reason and I would find out.

His phone beeped with a message alert and his brows creased together before he looked up at me. "See you around, Amanda." He winked before waltzing away from me.

"You should not be stalking that man." I hissed, disgusted by her behavior.

She glared daggers at me. "Oh, please give me a break. At least, I am not hovering over a man that does not belong to me." She retorted.

I gasped and rose in anger. I reached to drag her but Miranda held me back.

"How dare you?!" I yelled at her, my nose flared in anger. She scoffed.

"Focus on winning Nathaniel and leave Martin alone." She snickered before flipping her hair to the back and picking up her bag then exiting the place. I glared daggers at her. She wanted Martin. She will never get him. I will make sure of that.