All Chapters of Sold to the Rogue Sovereign : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Thalia's POVI messed up.I was sweating buckets. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might leap out of my chest. Of all the people who could have caught me—why did it have to be Ronan?Why on earth did Luka not mention that this was Ronan's private garden. I wouldn't have come here if I knew. I was damn sure that his hatred for me hadn’t faded, not even a little.I knew that.I could feel it in the sharp way he spoke to me, in the cold intensity of his gaze.So what was he going to do now? Would he punish me? Make an example out of me?He would most certainly enjoy making an example out of me. Perhaps he would use this opportunity to truly show me my place.Gosh, I was so nervous.I swallowed hard, trying to force words out—some kind of excuse, some explanation that might save me—but my throat locked up.There was nothing I could say.My shoulders sagged, and I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself for whatever was coming.Then—sound.A sharp sound sliced through the silence.

Ronan's POVShe was gone before I could stop her.I hadn’t even realized I was reaching out until my fingers curled around empty air.Tch. Foolish.I pulled my hand back and clenched my jaw, forcing my attention elsewhere—anywhere. But my gaze landed on the pile of fruit she had been eating, the only trace of her presence left behind.My brows furrowed.That question… she hadn’t asked it out of idle curiosity.Someone had done something to her.I exhaled sharply, willing myself to push the thought away. It wasn’t my concern. I had spent weeks making sure nothing about her concerned me.And yet, my teeth ground together despite myself.If there was proof… if she had evidence…Would she use it?Would she dare?I scoffed under my breath, shaking my head. It wasn’t my problem. I wasn’t her savior. She had made her choices, just as I had made mine.So why the hell did this unease claw at my chest?With a low growl, I grabbed one of the remaining fruits and bit into it viciously. Then anoth

Thalia’s POVI barely finished the last bite before I shot up from my seat, bowing my head quickly."Thank you," I said, my voice breathless but sincere.The cook gave me another one of those strange looks, but I didn’t stay to question it. I turned and rushed out of the dining hall.I had no time to waste. Sienna would already be looking for me, and I didn’t need her bullshit right now. But I couldn’t go to work just yet. I needed to see Luka.I moved quickly, weaving through the corridors until I reached the male omega quarters.The second I stepped inside, I knew I had made a mistake. The air was thick with sweat and the stale scent of unwashed sheets. A few men lingered in the hallway, talking in hushed voices, their gazes snapping toward me the moment I entered.I forced myself to ignore the sudden discomfort crawling up my spine. I needed to do this.I cleared my throat, stepping toward the nearest group of men. "I—I'm looking for Luka," I said, trying to sound steady. "Do you k

Thalia's POVI stared at Luka, my mind spinning so fast I could barely keep up.Garrett was his father. His father.I wanted to deny it, to believe I had misheard, but the intensity in Luka’s eyes told me everything I needed to know.I took a deep breath, forcing myself to push past the shock.Focus, Thalia. This doesn’t change anything. If anything, it only makes things clearer.“I’m sorry, Luka, but my mind is made up. I’m not dropping this,” I said with a firm tone. I swallowed hard, gripping my hands together. “I won’t let him keep doing this. I don’t care how long it takes. I’ll bring him down.”Luka stared at me. He looked deep in thought, before he finally exhaled and muttered, “You’re surprisingly stubborn.”I blinked, startled by the almost amused tone in his voice.Then, to my shock, he sighed and said, “Fine. I’ll help you.”I straightened, my heart skipping a beat.He ran a hand through his hair, looking frustrated, but his next words were firm.“I was never close to hi

Thalia's POVFive days had passed, and yet my heart still pounded like a drum inside my chest as I stood outside Garrett’s office.My palms were damp, my breath unsteady. The weight of what I was about to do settled heavily on my shoulders.I had needed this time to prepare, to steel myself for the inevitable. At some point, it looked like I was procrastinating the whole thing—until I decided to just fuck it and get it over with.Now that I was here, doubt gnawed at the edges of my resolve.I turned slightly, glancing over my shoulder.Luka stood at the corner of the hallway, arms crossed, red eyes locked on me with an intensity that sent a strange comfort through me. Concern was etched into his expression. He didn’t like this. Not one bit. But he was here. He would do his part.The plan was simple—at least, in theory.The moment I stepped inside, Luka would find a way to get to Ronan. I had to buy him time. I had to make Garrett drop his careful mask, make him reckless enough tha