All Chapters of FATED TO THE ALPHA BEAST: Chapter 131 - Chapter 139

YOU REMIND ME OF THE SCARSAnother beautiful night and the two lovebirds avoided each other as obviously as possible. Nicholas was glued to Reginald throughout after the king dismissed them from his presence and Avery stayed with Danika and Beatrice. The men sat with the butcher who was almost done with the kill and talked about sports and the following day which was hunting.Nicholas was lost in their conversation about sports, but it is entirely different from what he knew back at home. Reginald showed the scar he got from racing on a wild horse and the butcher joked about the fact that he is always butchering or arranging the meat into a sack. Tables turned and it was Nicholas' turn."What about you?" Reginald tilted his head sideway. "Have you gotten any injury or scars?" He asked before Nicholas could reply. "I know you guys heal or you don't?""Too many questions." Nicholas scoffed. "Well, I have a scar, but it is a long story. It is from the sports, but not actually from playin

THE EVIDENCE"Should we ask her about it?" Nicholas bent toward Avery. Avery glared at Beatrice."No, don't. Let's wait till after the wine and dine. Don't spoil the fun!" Avery yelled beneath her voice."Why did you have to yell?" Nicholas scowled."I didn't. I just have to maintain a voice you can hear with the high pitch noise in this tavern.""No one can hold his liquor better than me." A man with a gold beard and a loud voice bluffed after finishing a bowl of liquor."Did he really finish that?" Nicholas asked Avery."We are both watching Nicholas. Don't ask me questions like that. I'm still amazed." Avery glared at the dwarf."Let me prove it to you." Danika's solemn voice filled the room. Her actions brought more evidence to Nicholas.The eldest prince of the moonstone clan was the strongest liquor drinker in the whole of Arbedour until Danika challenged him and she won. Maybe that sums up the reason Elias hated Danika up till now."She behaves exactly like Danika." Nicholas la

WHO KNOWS?A wasted life can never be returned. The consequences lie in the depth of shadows. He made a lot of mistakes, and it haunts him to this day. But, who will save him from his trespasses?It has been three months and everywhere has been peaceful both in Arbedour and Blessingstoke. The visit to Blessingstoke did wonders for the citizens of both cities, but never for their rulers. Charles followed the advice of Elias and he kept poisoning the mind of the king Beatrice kept advising the king to visit Arbedour and make peace with the alpha.In the middle of the second month, words went out about the king of Blessingstoke visiting Arbedour, but Charles got his way around it and it was delayed.FOUR MONTHS LATER"You said you won't listen to me?" Charles' voice sounded cold toward the king."What do you mean? I'm the king and my decision is final. I'm going to Arbedour to sign a peace treaty. Everything needs to stop now. For the future generation, we need to stop the war." The king

HE IS REBORN."We will regret this. It is not about the question if we would. We didn't - No - You should have listened when I said we should go forward and search for her." Theresa, one of the midwives - also one of the greatest confessors that ever lived lamented.She sat down on the chair as she entered the room and others followed behind. "I know it is risky." The eldest of the midwives said and continued. "But, we all know that it is just written in the books and we have not seen for ourselves what great calamity would befall us. Maybe the people who came together to write this book see how powerful he is and would not want anyone to wield that kind of power again. Thus, tagging him bad from birth.""I would not say otherwise, but it is written for a reason. If it was never a threat to us all, I don't think they would have agreed to write the book.""Then they should have explained the consequences of leaving that child alive. No stories, only warnings. And if it had happened bef

EPILOGUE --- AGAIN AND AGAINIt was a whole battle against a male confessor and his clan. The nightcrawlers came together to join forces with all the confessors to eradicate the male confessor once and for all. They all knew, that killing the male confessor is like catching lightning - His armies are might, large and filled with humans, confessors, Lycans, werewolves, and nightcrawlers.Only a few, a very little few are not under his command. They are all bent to his command and are willing to sacrifice themselves for the male confessor. With his mother forcefully beside him, ruling multiple large kingdoms.When he was only but twenty, Dylan decided to kill him, but he was caught. The male confessor commanded that each part of his fingers should be removed every hour, then he would finally be killed when the ten fingers and toes are gone.Dylan removed the leather gloves, revealing his lost fingers. "Damn," Nikki whispered under her breath."I had the power to outrun his army because