Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Banished Mate: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Simeon's POV I had woken up with a sense of unease. The corridor was too quiet. I adjusted the hem of my robe and walked into the dim hallway that was lit by a few torches here and there. I looked, because I had a strange feeling creeping its way into my gut, something that pulled me to stand up from my bed and jump on Jeremy. I did not know why exactly, for my instincts were barely wrong, so I knew I just had to.I continued walking down the corridor. A cold gust of wind blew by, lifting the hem of my robe and making a shiver crawl down my spine. Just as I slowly began to approach Jeremy's door, I noticed a trail of blood, and my heart skipped several beats. Why had there been blood on the floor? Was Jeremy hurt? Was he alright?I could not fight the intrusive thoughts of worry creeping into my mind. I could see images of me seeing his lifeless body on the bed, mutilated beyond measure and it was a struggle to stop my mind from forming those images. I rushed towards the door and pu

Olivia's POV “Oh, is that so?” I asked her, pretending to be intrigued—just because of the money and being intimate with a man from the palace. But the real reason why I was intrigued was very, very different.“Yes. I have no reason to lie to you. Would you like to meet him? I think he would like you because you are beautiful. You are dainty. You look very, very...” She trailed off. “I’m not even sure what words to use. But you are the exact type of woman he likes. And you are even more beautiful than that girl. Everything about your life will change for the better once you meet this man.”I nodded and smiled at her. “Well, I shall think about it. I can’t say yes now. But probably... probably,” I said hastily.She smiled at me. “Now that’s the spirit.”“Thank you,” I said.“Just meet with me here. I’ll be waiting. I’m always around this place,” she said.“Oh, okay. That’s nice.”“Yes.”“All right, then. Goodbye,” I said, smiling, then walking away from her.However, I could not help

Simeon’s POVHer small hand reached for my shirt and pried it open until I could feel her cold hands on my bare chest. She caressed my chest gently with her delicate hand but as our kiss deepened and her hand became rough. We separated from each other to catch our breath. Then I watched as she sat on my lap whilst facing me. She took off my shirt completely and then proceeded to stroke my nipples: her actions were invigorating and it prompted me to stand up whilst she remained wrapped around my body. I placed her on the rug and with one swift motion I ripped her cloth off her body. Her soft breath against my skin was an assault to my senses. There was no time to waste time; I freed my manhood from my pants and plunged myself into the warmth between her legs. Her moans encouraged me to go in deeper and harder until I felt the throes of my orgasm shake me from my core. I stood up, not wanting to spend a second longer with her and remembering that I had left Olivia with no one to help

Olivia's POV Daffodil's murder came as a rude shock to the palace staff. I could see it in their steps and demeanour. I had known since I had seen that blood in her house that Daffodil was likely dead but I had hoped that I had been wrong. “Mummy, what's wrong?” I heard Jeremy's cute voice. I made a mental note to berate his mate later on but now I had to take him away from here. I did not want his innocent eyes seeing such a gruesome sight. Simeon however was faster than I was. He carried Jeremy in his arms and took him away. Reuben walked up to me and said, “you can leave this to me. I'll take care of things here.” But I was not so sure about leaving this place to someone whose greatest concern had been about the wine going bad and not about that dead body that had been found. “We have a killer in the palace and we have to find the person,” I said, ignoring his suggestion to leave. I wanted to get to the bottom of what had happened. “Of course, I will put my men on it immedi

Olivia's POV Those words filled with dread. “Why did no one check up on him?” I queried the man who had told us that he could not remember the last time he had seen Robin. “We're not his fucking brother!” He looked annoyed that we were asking him questions. Helen wanted to step forward and my guess was to scold the man but I held her back and said, “let's go.” “He may be in his house,” said Helen once we had left his workplace. We boarded another coach that dropped us in front of his house. It was a small place but it looked lovely like a place a new couple with little means would settle for. Helen knocked the door but I had a feeling that there would be no response. “Step back,” I told her, I approached the door myself and turned the knob—the door was not locked. I entered the house, it was small but very neat and it certainly did not scream of the luxury I had seen in Daffodil's home. “Is anyone home?” Helen shouted but no one answered. She entered the room and screamed