Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Lord Alpha: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

Candice stirred in her sleep.She turned over on the bed, stretching her hands and legs as she gradually awakened.For five long weeks, she had totally forgotten what it felt like to sleep on a soft bed.Another reminder that she was back home.Two days had passed since they had returned home from the fortress. They had gotten victory against Waylon and his cohorts.That chapter was now closed, Waylon was now dead and had become history. A story that would be told by others as they sat in bars and drank a jug of rum.When they had returned, she had been too weak. So, she had slept most of the time, only waking up to eat and take a shower.Wayne had mentioned something to her about finding out his true identity. That he was part werewolf and part phantom.It had shocked her to learn that Waylon was his biological father.She could not begin to understand how he must have felt. To be continuously haunted by the very man that should love and protect you.Also, to be the one to put an end

She looked around speechless.The simple eating date had turned out to be an engagement party for her.Everyone was dressed formally and the restaurant looked exotic and top-notch.She looked down at herself and she was wearing an oversized polo and joggers to her engagement party!Rather than feeling embarrassed about her clothes, she was too excited to complain."When did you have the time to put these together?" She asked.They had just gotten back two days ago."Trust Earnest to get things done perfectly," he turned his head and gave a curt nod to Earnest, who beamed with pride."When I woke up this morning, I never imagined that you had these planned out for me," she said happily."As werewolves, we do not really care for the formality of proposals. But I know where you come from, proposals are important and a big part of your traditions. I want to show you that I am committed to respecting your culture and accepting your way of life," he told her."Oh Wayne," she said as tears c

Candice and Wayne walked into their bedroom.The ceremony had come to an end and they had returned home."Gosh, I am so exhausted," she said and looked down at the rope still holding each of their hands together. "Can we take it off now?""Can't wait to be separated from me, is that it?" He teased her.She nudged him lightly "I am forever bound to you, removing a simple rope could not stop it."He started to untie the rope with his other free hand."Are you that tired?" He asked once the rope fell to the ground."Depends," she replied as he pulled her into his arms."On what?" He rasped, as his voice had gone husky."What else do you have in mind," she whispered back.He pulled her so close that her face was mere inches from his lips."Tonight, is our wedding night, should we not make it memorable?" He bent his head and murmured in her ear, then nibbled the tip of her earlobe.She shivered."We can make tomorrow memorable as well," she pretended to refuse.He rubbed his face against h

"Ready yourselves, we match to the battlefield in a bit," A man dressed in animal fur and leather announced to a group of people that dwelled in tents as he took hold of a battle axe.Candice looked around her confused.She was in some sort of settlement; among people she had never seen before. They were speaking a strange language, foreign and old. And yet somehow, she understood them."The Irish people approach, we should leave the camp," a woman with her hair scraped off at both sides, and a braid down the center of her head spoke up. She wielded a sword in her hand and was dressed like the man.In fact, all of them were dressed in animal fur coats with dry hydes for tops and gathers for lower pants.They carried shields, spears, swords, and axes in their hands. It was as if they were going into battle.The place looked so old and dated. They practically lived in tents and wore unprocessed animal hyde and had logs for fire in the middle of their settlement.There was heavy snow eve

5 days later.Candice folded her arms under her breasts as she stood gazing at the piece of art hung on the wall, in the living area.The more she looked at it, the more it looked lacking."Are there no better choices?" She complained to Earnest, who stood next to her staring at the frame."What is wrong with it, Your Highness? This and others were procured from one of our most famous artists in the city central city. The work is flawless," Earnest informed her."I said I wanted frames with flowers and sunlight, all the beauty of nature. Not a dark grey canvas with stripes," she complained."But we have enough flowers outside the house and the sunlight filters in to brighten up the place properly. Do you not see that this canvas is sophisticated, eloquent, and better suited to the design of the mansion?" He argued.Candice eyed the ugly frame and looked at the other frames packed to the side, waiting for her instructions to hang them in her desired locations."I am trying to make the