CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVENThis Is The EndIt was the morning.Alarick opened his eyes one after the other to the sound of the knock on his door. He grumbled as he rubbed his eyes, he tried to shake off the remaining sleep and wipe his blurry eyes.He stood up from the bed and stretched, before making his way to the door, he wondered who could be at his at that hour of the day, it was still so early and be couldn’t tell who could be there. He no longer allows the maids to take his bath for him so he couldn’t tell. As Alarick got to the door and reach for the doorknob, a realization struck him and he came to a halt.“Thank Goodness,” he murmured.Alarick quickly turned back and he rushed to the floor where the chain he used to bound himself during the midnight takeover was. He heaved out a sigh of relief as he took the chain from the floor and secretly packed it away, making sure that no one would suspect what had happened during the night. He didn’t know who was at the door and it was relief
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHTPrince Lyall Of The Blood Moon PackLeanda stood at the door of Alarick's chamber, her heart heavy with confusion and hurt. She replayed their recent encounter in her mind, desperately searching for answers. What had just happened? How had their connection taken such a drastic turn? She struggled to comprehend the sudden shift in Alarick's behavior, unable to find a rational explanation. His words kept echoing in her head.The confusion deepened as Leanda tried to dissect the change in Alarick. She had always known that he had a complex nature, driven by his inner wolf, but he had always treated her with a certain level of respect and affection. Now, it seemed as if that had all vanished, leaving behind an unfamiliar and cold demeanor. She couldn't understand what had caused this transformation, what had triggered such a drastic shift in his treatment towards her.Lost in her thoughts, Leanda's mind became a jumble of conflicting emotions. She remembered the times
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINEHere For A Wife“Leanda, take Lyall to the second room in the chamber. He will be staying there, and like I said, make sure he is comfortable,” Bree instructed.Leanda bowed slightly, acknowledging Bree's instruction, and watched as Bree turned to leave. As Bree walked away, Leanda couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and apprehension. She knew that being in close proximity to Bree's brother would bring about its own set of challenges and uncertainties.Leanda started to make her way towards the designated room, and she sensed Lyall's presence following closely behind her. With each step she took, she couldn't resist stealing glances back at him, trying to decipher the enigma that was Bree's seemingly contrasting sibling.Her mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts. How could someone so seemingly kind and charming be related to someone as malicious as Bree? What did Lyall's presence in the palace mean for her? Would his presence bring about a positive change
CHAPTER SEVENTYThe Five Stages Of TakeoverAlarick sat at the edge of his bed, his mind was consumed by the jumble of his thoughts, he was lost in the pool of his own thoughts. Alatick felt trapped within the first stage of the takeover, a stage that had caged him in uncontrollable anger without reason. It was a demanding and suffocating feeling that he couldn't escape. He gets angry with no cause, his rage builds up at any little thing and it gets so hard to control it.As he thought about the situation, Alarick's heart sank with the knowledge that the next stage would soon follow, and it might be worse than this. He braced himself for what was to come, unsure of what lay ahead of him and what was in this next stage. The uncertainty of his situation gnawed at him, leaving him yearning to be normal, just like everyone was.With a loud and heavy sigh, Alarick rose from the bed and made his way to his desk. There, was the book he had been reading to gain more idea about the takeover and
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONEHer New FriendLeanda stood frozen at the door, her eyes wide and her mouth agape, as she heard Lyall's unexpected words about coming to the kingdom to find a wife. Confusion washed over her, and she couldn't help but question why he would travel all the way to their kingdom when there were likely many potential suitors within his own realm.Her mind raced with doubts and suspicions. The fact that Lyall was Bree's brother added an extra layer of uncertainty to his intentions. Leanda couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to his presence in the kingdom than he was letting on. She wondered if he had ulterior motives or hidden agendas.As she looked up at Lyall, she found herself caught in a momentary conflict. On one hand, his face and demeanor didn't give off a sense of malevolence or deceit. There was a certain kindness and sincerity in his eyes that made it difficult for her to dismiss him outright. Yet, she couldn't help but question whether her intui
CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWOMine And Mine Alone“Aren’t we being too fast?” Lyall asked.Leanda looked up at him, she wanted to talk but her words choked in throat, she couldn’t force them out.And as Lyall's head hovered above Leanda's, a jumble of emotions and silence filled the air. Leanda could feel his warm breath and heavy breaths on her face, which caused a shrill to rush down her spine. Different thoughts raced through her mind, leading to a whirlwind of emotions within her.A side of her questioned the rightness of the situation, she didn’t know if it was right or not. Leanda was still in an entanglement with Alarick, a complicated relationship. She believed giving in to Lyall’s sweet words and tough wad like betraying her own feelings and Alarick. Doubt covered her judgment, whispering warnings that this path she was about to take could lead to further complications and damage.But another part of her longed to explore, she wanted him, she wanted to surrender to the undeniable attrac
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREEClaiming HerAlarick's anger surged through his veins, fueling his actions and words. He forcefully grabbed Leanda's hand, his fingers clenching tightly around her delicate wrist. His voice thundered through the room as he yelled at her, his words sharp and piercing, expressing his possessiveness and anger."You're mine! No one else has the right to touch you!" he bellowed, his voice laced with fury and dominance. Leanda met his glare, defiance burning in her eyes, but she remained silent, unable to find her voice in the face of his rage. Her body trembled in his grip, feeling the intensity of his anger coursing through his veins.Alarick's grip tightened even further, his fingers digging into her skin as his blood boiled with fury. He held her firmly, his anger evident in his tightened muscles and clenched jaw. His thoughts swirled in a tempest of emotions, a mix of possessiveness, betrayal, and an overwhelming need to protect what he considered his.In that mom
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOURSuccess At All CostLyall was in the midst of getting dressed when the door abruptly swung open, and Bree stormed into his room, her face flushed with anger. Startled, Lyall quickly finished dressing and turned towards her, confusion evident on his face. He couldn't understand why she would barge into his room so abruptly.With a hand on her waist, Bree paced around the room, her breathing heavy as she struggled to control her anger. Finally, she managed to catch her breath and vented her frustration. Her words spilled out in a rush, expressing her displeasure with Lyall's presence in the kingdom and the impact it was having on the dynamics between Alarick and Leanda.Lyall listened attentively, trying to make sense of Bree's outburst. He was genuinely puzzled by her anger and wondered what had caused such a strong reaction. Despite his confusion, he maintained a calm demeanor and decided to address the situation with patience and understanding.As Bree continued