All Chapters of The Forgotten Princess & her Beta Mates: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Dallas’ p.o.v. “Your Majesty, did Princess Dezra leave the Palace with her Protector and your permission?” I ask.By asking this question, I want to find out if Princess Dezra's disappearance was kept from all the Elders. My gut tells me that only a select few knew about what she did.“No to both questions. I never informed all the Elders, because I hoped it would be a short period. Dezra drugged her Protector to leave the Palace undetected, she knew how to avoid the guards and did so that night. When Dezra returned, she made it clear that no one knew who she was and she didn’t inform her fated Mate until the day before they arrived at the Palace.” King Vaughn answers.I allow the Elders to process what they heard. I doubt it is easy to hear or to find out that you have been kept out of the loop.“Did you send her Protector after her?” I ask him. I would have if I had be

Dallas’ p.o.v. I allow everyone to deal with the answers Princess Dezra has given; they will explode in a while anyway.The Elders manage to stay a lot calmer than the Royal family, but then again, it doesn’t concern their family. King Vaughn looks at me with his Lycan close to the surface and I wonder if he is starting to connect the dots.“Princess Dezra, I want you to move your seat over here and suggest that Prince Darron do the same. I don’t want anyone to die before the entire truth is revealed.” I say as I point at the spot where I want her to sit.Luckily, Princess Dezra isn’t a fool and does as I suggest. Four Squad members move to stand behind them to protect them if necessary.“You already confirmed that Prince Darron didn’t father your first child. Can you tell us who the Father was?” I ask her. I know it is a question her family wants an answer to, but

King Vaughn’s p.o.v. I have been on a rollercoaster ride ever since Dallas walked into the Throne room, but at first, I couldn’t understand what was going on.My Lycan didn’t say a damn thing about it, until I was able to put two and two together myself. He had figured it out the moment she walked into the Throne room, why we had felt something was off with Dallas.It turns out there was nothing off about Dallas; my sister had just kept us in the dark.Dezra never wanted to talk about the years she spent outside the Palace, not to anyone in the family, including her Sons. I doubt they ever knew about her so-called miscarriage, but I remember them asking her which Packs she had visited.I never understood why she couldn’t just tell them where she had gone and which places she had visited, but now it all makes sense to me.Someone would have found out the truth if they had known and ever t

Dallas’ p.o.v. “Captain, do you have a moment?” Jesper asks as I walk up the stairs to the Beta floor.I will leave for the Place in a few hours with my Mates to spend some time with my family, before the entire circus arrives at the Palace tomorrow morning.“Of course. Let’s take this into the living room.” I answer, knowing that the Beta floor is empty.I have a feeling that I know what Jesper wants to discuss, but I will not jump to conclusions and make a mistake or two. We walk into the living room after grabbing something to drink from the fridge.“We will be moving again, won’t we?” Jesper asks and I nod my head. “Can we bring Marcus with us?”His last question doesn’t surprise me. I had already thought about that and doubted Uncle Vaughn would separate Belinda and Marcus.“Don’t worry about that. You know how the R

King Vaughn’s p.o.v.My mind keeps wandering to Dyala’s journal. Her life was a hell from start to end and if it were possible, I would hold everyone accountable for what they put her through.“Good morning, Uncle Vaughn.” Dallas greets as she walks into our dining room, closely followed by her Mates.“Depends on what you call Good, Dallas.” I mumble.This is not a good morning because I barely slept last night, tossing and turning after reading that damn journal. Even Eliza has been in a foul mood since last night, even though she can usually control her anger or disappointment toward people.“You read her journal, didn’t you?” Dallas asks as she sits down at the table with her breakfast.“Yes, I did. It is disgusting what he did to Dyala and I am going to make it publicly known. It won’t change the past, but it will help me to set a precedent for the future.” I respond.There is a lot I want and need to do after today if I want to turn things around and improve the future of every Sh