บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha and the traitor's daughter : บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

IVY"No. No, it can't be him. How's this even possible? No! I must be dreaming!”Those were the only words running through my mind as Lauren and Lucia pushed open the doors that led to the room.I dragged my feet on the floor as so many thoughts went on in my head.This was not true. I don't think I can believe what I was seeing.“No way!” I muttered to myself again as I was still half in my head.My eyes went low and my stomach tightened with nerves.I was supposed to meet my betrothed. Have just a brief conversation to fulfill formalities and run back to my room.But the moment I stepped inside and saw the back of the man sitting at the long table, I froze.This had to be the biggest joke of the century!He turned to look at me and my breath stopped.“What the h-” I almost blurted out but I stopped myself immediately. I was trying to be cautious of my words so that it won't come out as offensive to him.But, holy hell! This was the same man from last night.The one who saw me naked

IVYI spent a lot of time looking for my uncle, but I still couldn't find him last night. I had to stop the search in disappointment, muttering some funny words to myself.I really wanted to talk to him about everything going on but now, it felt like the world had crashed on my shoulders.“I will just look for him later in the day. He's still in this pack, maybe he has just been busy,” I consoled myself and took in a deep breath.****"You know he’s not that bad, right?" My mum asked and I looked up from my toast, surprised by her words.I was not expecting her to ask that question now. My mum never ceased to amaze me with her funny questions and this was one of those times.“Huh?” I asked, lifting up a brow.“Why are you looking at me like I'm telling a lie?” She asked and I squeezed my face even harder.My mother’s voice was soft, but it was still loud enough that it sliced through the quiet kitchen like a blade.The sun was barely up, spilling light across the counter, yet she was

IreneI should have allowed my daughter to enjoy her dinner with her betrothed without being so nosy about it.My mind was not at rest because I kept thinking of what possibly could go wrong between the both of them.Yes, you are right. I don't possibly trust my daughter that much even though she had assured me countless times that she was going to make sure this worked out.But, still. I never believed her and my instincts were right."She told him she's not going to marry him? Even though he's her mate?" I asked in a whisper.My hands were still gripping the corner of the pillar I was hiding behind and the words felt too loud to my ears even though they barely left my lips.My heart thudded loudly in my chest, almost drowning out the gentle chatter and clinking of cutlery from the dinner room ahead.I had come to keep an eye on Ivy, not to spy. But the moment I saw the two of them alone, speaking so quietly, I paused.Something about the way her eyes avoided his gaze told me there w

IVY"So, this is what guilt feels like. This is all my fault.”The moment I shut my door behind me, those words echoed in my head, burning deeper than I expected.I knew that I had messed up but it wasn't really my fault. I had to do it because I would be the one to carry my Cross at the end.Irrespective of that, I knew that I didn't really do well. I was not meant to do that no matter what. I deserved to wear the medal of the world's most terrible daughter because I did something that was not acceptable.I leaned against it, letting the weight of what I just did sink in. I lied to my father.Not just any lie. It was a deep, intentional and face-to-face lie. One I crafted carefully because I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth simply because I was scared.I was scared of so many things. I was scared of how he will see it, I was scared of how he will feel. Another thing was that I felt small. My wolf was small and I had been reminded of that. It made me not know who I was anym

IVYEverything was happening too fast and I didn't know what to do.Don't get me wrong. I was happy that I was leaving but at the same time leaving my family behind broke my heart.Elvis was already ready to return to his pack and I was going to be accompanying him. It was a rollercoaster of emotions and I knew I could not hide them any longer. "You don’t have to say goodbye like it’s the end. It is not the end. Or is it?” My sister, Lucia said and that was the first thing that came out of her mouth whenShe pulled me into a hug outside the packhouse.Her voice cracked halfway, and even though I wanted to be the strong one, my throat burned with emotion.I blinked fast, not wanting to cry before the journey even began.Two days had passed so fast. It was literally too fast and I could barely breathe.One minute I was convincing myself this was the best decision. The next minute, I was standing here, surrounded by everyone I loved, about to leave everything behind.Now, I know why pe