Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY DAUGHTER'S MATE: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

GEORGINA'S POV. The royal carriage moved through the woods, the sound of the horses’ hooves in the dirt path. I sat by the window, looking out at the trees and wildflowers. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting golden patterns on the ground. Birds sang, and the gentle rustling of the wind filled the air. The beauty of nature offered some comfort, but it couldn’t take away the pain in my heart. Tomorrow, Godfrey would die. I tried so many times to reassure myself that Godfrey would not die, but deep down, I knew that Godfrey would die. I focused on the view outside, hoping it could distract me, even for a moment. The king sat across from me, looking relaxed, I could only smolder at him with resentment, if anything happens to Godfrey which I am sure he would die, I swear I would make sure Ashely's life in the palace also becomes unbearable. Pamela sat beside him, talking cheerfully, She spoke about the men she would meet and used her charm on them, her tone confident and p

GODFREY'S POV. The king moved closer to me, his hands reaching to the path of the bushes. I looked around for a way to escape but I couldn't see any way, I just had to wait for my fate…death. Suddenly a rat ran out of the bushes, the king moved back in shock, and the girl screamed as the rat ran towards her. The king quickly rushed to her, catching the rat and using his strength to snap the rat into two parts. “Please, let's get out of here,” the girl pleaded. The king quickly zipped up and ushered her out, I let out a sigh of relief as I watched them go out of the garden. I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed, the king was having an affair with a servant and he was planning on taking down the queen. “Okay, was that true or were we just hallucinating because we would die tomorrow?” Draco asked. “That was real,” I replied. I have to get out of here before the king changes his mind and decides to come back. Thank the moon goddess for sending that rat just in time or the

GEORGINA'S POV. I clenched my fist in horror as I watched Godfrey spitting out blood, Thomas and the king chatted loudly enjoying their wine, Joana stood beside me giving a shoulder a tight squeeze. I swallowed hard as I tried to hold my tears but seeing Godfrey in the arena fighting for his life was too horrifying, I held my breath as the tears flowed down freely.Joana noticed my face and handed me a napkin to wipe my tears, I nodded my head with a faint smile as I used the cloth to wipe my tears. The fight isn't over until Godfrey is dead and once he dies, I don't care what happens, I would expose Thomas for his infidelity. Ravok walked over to Godfrey pulling him up from the ground, he threw Godfrey to the other end of the arena. My body tensed as I watched Godfrey hit the wall and all that Thomas could do was scoff and spit at Godfrey. “You see Alpha Thomas, ravok would always be the best in the arena, why do you have to bring the cheapskate?” The king laughed, his words la

GODFREY'S POV. I slowly got up from the ground, my whole body aching. The crowd was still cheering loudly for Ravok. He stood tall in the arena, proud and confident, enjoying his victory. But then the cheers started to fade. People began to notice me. Their faces changed, turning pale with shock. They thought I was dead. To them, I was like a ghost standing there, alive when I shouldn’t be. I felt a strange feeling spreading through me, starting in my chest. My broken arm began to fix itself, the pain fading as the bones came back together. The cuts and wounds on my skin closed up, leaving barely a mark. It was like nothing had happened.For the first time, Draco and I were finally connected, this wasn't just a connection between a master and its werewolf, it was something stronger, His power flowed through me. We were working as one now, stronger together than ever before.The arena fell silent. Everyone stared, frozen in disbelief. Even Ravok, who had been so confident, looked pu

GODFREY'S POV. The room they brought me to was enormous, unlike anything I had ever seen before. The walls were painted in gold, and the furniture gleamed under the light of a crystal chandelier. Despite my weakness, I couldn’t help but admire the room. The maids led me to a massive bathtub already filled with steaming water. They helped me step in, and as soon as the water touched my wounds, I growled in pain. The sting was sharp, but I bit down hard and endured it. At least I was alive, that was better than dead. The maids worked gently, their hands moving with care as they cleaned my wounds. I was too tired to care about modesty, and they didn’t seem to mind, they actually seemed to enjoy it, as they giggled among themselves. When the bath was over, they helped me into fresh clothes and laid me on the bed. The doctors arrived soon after, bringing their tools and medicines. They began examining me, their faces suddenly flickering to confusion and curiosity. “What is this?” o