Semua Bab The Alpha's Fated Desire: Bab 91 - Bab 100

{Lyra}“First question, who was that man ?”Varen raised a brow, staring at me, “What are you talking about?”“Don’t try to be smart, Varen.” I hissed, glaring at him. “You know who I’m talking about.”Varen smirked, taking another bite of his pie, “I’m not sure I do, enlighten me.”“The man in the black and gold mask at the gala yesterday.” I snapped, earning a chuckle from Varen.“He was what you would call an acquaintance.” He said, taking another slice of his pie.I furrowed my brow at how nonchalant he was being about this whole ordeal, “Well, acquaintance or not, I don’t appreciate strangers casually approaching me, and threatening me for no fucking reason.”I heard him growl, and he paused with the fork just metres from his mouth, then he set the fork back down and looked me straight in my eyes. “Now listen here, little girl. I need to make sure that you are kept in check, and if that means surprise visits from a few of my acquantainces…” he paused, licking his lips menacingly,

{Lyra}“The witch?” she repeated with a soft chuckle, “I’d prefer if you called me by my name, I’m Alissa.” She placed a hand over her chest.Her voice was gentle and soothing, but something about her made me weak in the knees. Fear had already started to creep into my chest again, and I’m sure my heart pounded so loudly she must have heard it.“Don’t be afraid, little one. I’m not going to hurt you,” she said, finally dropping to the ground so her feet touched the floor.My legs finally stopped wobbling, but I still stumbled back a few steps, wanting to put a little bit of distance between us. Alissa chuckled as she watched me, “Don’t you think if I wanted to hurt you. Lyra, I would have done it a long time ago?”I frowned, mostly because she had a point. Whenever I was in trouble, I would hear her voice, or the ring would react in some way. She was the only reason why I managed to survive that entire time.“Be that as it may, it still doesn’t explain why Odessa is lying in a bed ri

{Lyra}It was safe to say that I wasn’t a fan of Dominic as of that moment, and it was justified. His father, along with his entire pack, literally slaughtered my ancestors and drove them out of their hometown while my mother was pregnant with me.But even with that, I wasn't heartless. I noticed how Dominic’s shoulders caved in when he was talking to Doctor Maek about Odessa’s condition. He looked like a balloon that had been poked with a pin, and all the air was slowly seeping out.I tried my best to cheer him up, but I felt like there was this wall between us now, and no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t just immediately break through, because deep down, I knew Odessa wasn’t going to get better unless I did something.And that’s how I found myself at the stone doors of the secret garden for the second time that day, and what I also prayed would be the very last time I would have to come here. I pushed the key into the door and turned, causing the doors to groan open as I step

{Dominic}I sized up every world in that hall, and though they were powerful, none of them could face me head-on. I noticed their surprise when I released my aura and it rivaled theirs. Usually, I wouldn’t care about a test of strength with these people, but I needed to show them I was an asset to have as an ally, and nobody. And I mean, nobody makes my wife uncomfortable.Suddenly, Grimhold’s deep, bear-like chuckle filled the room. “Enough with the stares. This is Dominic Bloodhound, Alpha of the mighty Bloodhound pack, and King of the Eastern region.”The eyes of the wolves widened, and gradually, I felt them pull in their auras. Then they all bowed, dipping their heads low in reverence.“Please,” I raised a hand, stepping forward as they looked up at me. “There’s no need to bow. I’m not here as a king, but.as a guest of Alpha Grimhold, just like all of you.”What better way to gain their support than to act like I am but one of them. Slowly, their heads raised, and their eyes were

{Dominic}Grimhold led me into a room with the sign “War Room” boldly written on it. He pushed open the door, and we stepped inside. The room looked exactly like how you would imagine a war room to look. A long ironwood table dominated the center of the room; there were maps pinned under the glass, and magic runes were carved into the edges. The large stone wall of the room was decorated with torches that immediately lit up the second the door opened, and the wall that faced us directly had an assortment of old weapons lined up on it. “Take a seat,” Grimhold said.I pulled out one of the chairs and sat, “Alright. What was so important that it couldn’t be said in front of the others?”Instead of giving me a direct answer, Grimhold walked to a cabinet in the corner and took out a key, then he went to the drawer beside the table and opened it using the key, pulling out a thick, rolled scroll.“A week ago,” he began, laying the scroll down on the table, “Our pack seer had a vision. A vi