Taking Alpha's Twins Away After Divorce

Alpha 166

Max was staring at me with stunned eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

“It has been a while. Where have you been? I had been looking for you,” he muttered.

I was taken aback. “You were looking for me?”

Just to make sure I was not dreaming, I gave my hand a quick pinch.

I let out a hiss when I realized that it was not a dream and he was standing in front of me!

My eyes almost got teary as I found new hope for my brother. I had been searching for him for so long. Finally, my luck turned out to be on my side, and

A broad smile appeared on my face because of it.

He started to walk, making his way toward me.

However, he got hit on his leg by a chair on a table.

I immediately took off my apron and rushed to help him. “Max, are you okay?” I asked, holding his arm.

When he looked at me, I realized he was drunk.

“Max, please sit down.”

I pulled a chair for him, and thankfully, he sat down there. “What happened to you? Why are you drunk – ”

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The smell of alcohol emanated from his shirt. His hair was messy, and his eyes were red because of the influence of the alcohol.

When I didn’t get a response from him, I asked him again, Are you okay?”

He gazed at me for a while, then shut his eyes. He gave a slight shake of his head and rubbed his forehead.

“Natalia?” he mumbled to himself.

“Yes?” I responded, sitting in a chair next to him.

“How come you are here?” he asked in a low tone.

“I work at this coffee shop.”

He heaved a sigh and glanced at me. His eyes appeared to be cloudy. He needed some rest. What brought him here in such a state?

“I am a little drunk. Don’t mind me.”

“No, it’s okay, Max.”

He dropped his head on the table, indicating that he was out of strength.

I could not help but wonder what had caused this healer to become so upset that he felt the need to drink. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

By the way, what was the reason behind his statement that he was looking for me?

“Were you looking for me? Is there anything that I can do to help you in any way?”

He was silent. I stared at his head. His hair looked soft to me. I thought he had fallen asleep. So I did not disturb him.

Then, all of a sudden, I caught a glimpse of a red mark on the back of his neck.

With a frown on my face, I suddenly felt the urge to see it more clearly.

As I leaned close to his head to get a better look at it, I saw a small dagger of red color.

I had never seen a mark like that before. I was so preoccupied with examining the mark that I could not notice when he moved his head.

I gasped when he turned his head toward me. His face became closer to mine.

His eyes, which were a little dizzy, were looking into mine.

“What are you looking at?” he asked me.

“T–That mark on your neck,” I replied.

I bit my tongue to stammer in front of him. But I was surprised when he answered my question.

“Only a healer can have this mark on their body.”

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