Semua Bab FATED TO A TYRANT: Bab 81 - Bab 86

WILLA'S POVI looked harried. I knew I did. But at the moment, it didn’t matter. Not when I was rushing to be by Gallahan’s side, with Zuleika and Maliya in tow.I had a strong inkling that the Alpha King would make a fuss about Gallahan’s chained-up and muzzled state. It didn’t sit well with me either, but I knew it was necessary to an extent.Gallahan was already a strong and aggressive werewolf as he was. Who knew how much his strength and aggression could grow if the blood of the rogue wolves infected him fully?But even then, I was very much sure that the Alpha King wouldn’t see it that way. He would only see his son, his own flesh and blood and his heir to the Alpha King seat, being mistreated.And if he shared the same temper as Gallahan, he could use this to wage a pack war against my family and Wolverham.While I did not have a shred of doubt that Gallahan would object to such a thing ever happening, especially considering our children and their well-being, I wasn’t entirely

WILLA’S POVThe twins barely ate their dinner, just poking and pushing their food around their plates. Their appetite was as squashed as their precious little hearts.And seeing the sag of their shoulders and the evident dimness in their gazes, I didn’t have the heart to truly scold them for playing with their food. I told them, of course. But not as firmly as I would usually do so.Even their movements when they went up and did their night routine were too sluggish with evident sadness. There were also no words exchanged between them.The air was just so delicate that when I talked, my voice was kept in a low and gentle volume as if any louder would snap the last vestiges that were barely holding on to the pieces of their shattered hearts.I ran my hand through Calisto’s hair and planted a kiss on his forehead. I did the same to Gillian before making a beeline to the door.But just as I was about to make my exit, I turned around and said, “I love you both. So, so, so much. Alright? D

GALLAHAN’S POVWilla’s eyebrows drew together further, deepening the creases in the space between them.Then, ever so slowly, with hesitance weighing the gesture, she reached out a hand and gently brushed her fingers through my hair.“Were you…” She swallowed, her searching gaze wide and soft with concern. “Were you attacked?”I leaned into her touch as if she was my gravity.Her hand gradually slid down until it cupped my cheek, the feel of her palm sending a ripple of warmth all over my body. It was as if she was a furnace thawing away the exhaustion from my bones, and I could almost say for certain that I could take thirty creature hunters all over again because of the affection radiating from her touch.“I was,” I said a little breathlessly. “I fought back, of course. But I was careful and mindful this time. I didn’t kill a single one even though it would’ve been easier for me to just tear them apart and let their blood spill and soak the ground. But I just incapacitated them, Wil