Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha Prince Unexpected Mate: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

After the long and silent drive to her house, Lancelot's car came to a halt in front of a small building. He turned off the ignition and looked at her again. "Here?" He asked, just to be sure. Roxanne did nothing but nod. He sighed and relaxed into his chair. She had not said a word since his arrival. Neither had she shown any emotions; not gratitude, not anger, not annoyance. She just continued to stare into blank space. "Thank you. For dropping me home." She finally spoke. Lancelot only managed a nod, before he watched her step out of the car. But, there was no way he was going to let her be on her own, not with her current state of mind. So, he opened the car door and came out as well. Roxanne watched from her end of the car as he got down as well. He walked slowly towards her, her body, soul and mind registered and took note of the sound of every step if took. His presence around her seemed to heighten her senses all the time, because she was always aware of everything; do

Roxanne got out of bed by exactly 8:00am that morning. After a quick breakfast of French toast and orange juice, she showered, got dressed and called an uber to Romania hotel. She decided not to take Emily's car today. No offense to either the car or Emily, but anytime she drove in it, that day turned out to be pretty messed up. Today, she would take no chances. She had learnt enough lessons to repeat the same mistake. This day was going to prove to her that there was still hope for her in this cruel world, and she prayed and hoped, for her own sanity, that it turned out very well. There was no saying what she would do if today turned out bad. There was only so much she could take. When she alighted at the hotel, she stepped into it. Standing in the reception hall, she brought our her phone from her bag so she could call him.The number began to ring, someone picked it up almost immediately. "Dankworth Group of companies." An unfamiliar masculine voice answered. It wasn't Lancelo

That night, Roxanne and Emily binge watched four seasons of their favorite TV series of all time, " Friends." After that, Emily made sure that Roxanne had a good night rest by ceasing her phone and laptop. It made Roxanne sad, but it worked. She had fallen asleep two hours earlier than she normally did. Emily made sure her best friend was awake by 6:30 pm, since her flight was to leave by 9:00am. Emily singlehandedly crosschecked all of Roxanne's important papers, a gesture that made Roxanne laugh all the way. Everything was properly packed. Her clothes, toiletries, shoes, cosmetics, everything she could possibly need. If there was anything, Roxanne assured Emily she would be able to get it when she arrived London. After getting ready and putting all her luggages into the trunk of Emily's car, Roxanne was set to go as she entered into the front seat, beside the driver's seat. She looked down at her phone, it was 8:15 already. They had forty five minutes more to beat the Manhattan

While Roxanne knew that she would not be resuming work until the next week - according to what Peter had said - and that the two days after she arrived London would be free for both she and her boss, she had not expected to be left with nothing. Nothing apart from files Peter had compiled for her, the files were supposed to enlighten her on Lancelot's schedule, daily routine, the differences between the calls she had to answer for him, and the ones she directed straight to him, his personal clients, a call log containing numbers of members of his board of directors, family members, his likes, his dislikes, their working relationship and what was expected of her as his interim personal assistant. That, and Lancelot's black card, it was supposed to be a sure pass in purchasing whatever it is she wanted, wherever she wanted. And by God, Roxanne swore to make the best of it in these two days. But first, it was Friday morning already and she had to study the files Peter had compiled for

Alas, the hour had arrived. The night they had all been waiting for. The Dankworth wolves stood side by side, each staring into the darkness of the night, determining the oath in which they would take for the hunt. Lancelot had mapped his trail already, it was to lead him straight to where a herd of deer would be resting for the night. He had already devised a strategy to draw one unfortunate one out, it was left for Ziko to follow the trail, and earn him his deer. No matter what happened tonight, Ziko knew that beating Albert's wolf was not a choice, or a necessity, it was definite plan, an event that had already been set in stone. Beside Ziko, James's brown wolf growled in anticipation. He could not wait to be make the biggest catch and earn his respect in the family. Maybe then, Lancelot would seize to talk over him. As Alpha of the pack, Edward's black wolf, Artemis, stepped forward. Albert, James, Richard and Bailey and Arthur's wolves stood behind him, awaiting instructions