Semua Bab FATED HEIR : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Chapter 62. Roger's POV. “I want all of them rounded up by tomorrow. Show no mercy.” I thundered. “Sir, if we move now, we will have no form of defense. Words have already gotten out that we are planning on expanding and our enemies will definitely be prepared,” my army commander, Trey, went on his knees and bowed his head. “Do I look like I care? Honestly, what part of me gives a shit, huh?” I stomped down my seat, launching a kick on his groins. “Do what I asked you to do and don't fucking complain,” He tumbled backwards, groaning aloud in pain. “Yes… sir,” he stuttered. “Now move. I'm not gonna do everything myself,” He staggered up, his hands holding his left abdomen for support. Trey walked to the door, then on second thought, he placed his hands on the knob and turned to me. “Alpha,”“Oh for fuck’s sake! What is it? Why can't you do anything right?” “I… we've been waiting for your judgement on the rogues we caught last night,” Trey whispered. “The rogues? What about th

Chapter 64. Anna's POV. It took nearly an hour before Stacy could let go off me. I had underestimated her reaction but it was worth seeing the appreciation and excitement on her face. “Have a seat.” She offered enthusiastically. “I can't believe this! How did you survive? The rumours claim you died. Some said you went to enemy territory and couldn't make it.” “Tell me, I've got so much to know,” she tugged on my sleeve, her smile warm and bright. “It's a long story, Stacy. My life suddenly changed after you came with the news that Rogers was in the aisle with another woman,” I sat up straight and crossed my arms with a tight lock. “I thought I was over. Gone. Forgotten. Even when the guards chased to kill me, I thought I wouldn't survive,” I continued. “It was awful,” she added. “I got tortured because the people felt like I was the reason you escaped our Alpha's wrath,” “That bastard!” I spat out. She hissed and shook her head frantically. “He's done much worse since you lef

Chapter 66. Gabriel's POV. Anna was gone even taking her presence with her. It felt as though she took a portion of myself with her. I felt different. Hollow. My wolf growled angrily and he wouldn't even stop for hours. I was heated, my blood simmered and my head almost ran crazy with the thought of Anna. Where was she? Was she safe? Had she run into Alpha Rogers? “Alpha!” Marcus' deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked in his direction, my eyebrows rising in curiosity. The elders and the noble are waiting for you,” he reported. I exhaled heavily, staring up at the ceiling. “I'll be with them in a minute. For now… I just need to be alone,” “Yes Alpha,” he replied, proceeding to shut the door. Mere inches from slamming it shut, I stopped him as I raised my pointer finger. “You did not happen to see Anna leaving with anyone, right?”He moved in again and shook his head. “No sir. We will find her if she's still in our territory,” “She's gone,” I said in my head, ti

Chapter 68. Anna's POV. Their eyes were still fixed on me like a headlight without its control to switch it off. I felt troubled, exposed and weak. What if they had found out I wasn't really Amelia? What if they had somehow recognized me and they were sharing subtle signs on how they could report me? Someone in a corner hissed aloud. “Your asthma must have gotten to your head?” The chubby lady finally replied. She was a new worker because I couldn't recognize her. I wonder how she was able to work herself through the ranks in less than two years. “I'm sorry, I'm feeling a little dizzy.” I lied miserably. “Yeah, you look so pale and skinny,” a woman walked beside me, leaving her sauce that she was stirring dutifully. She pretended to support me on my right shoulder. “I'm a friend of Amelia's, go with the flow,” she whispered in my ears and pinched my neck so hard that I almost fell on my knees. “Take it easy,” she patted my shoulder and smiled at her fellow workers. “Oh great

Chapter 70. Anna's POV. I was back at the kitchen hours prior, but I could barely get the thought out of my head. I could barely stop his voice from lingering in my ears like that of a shrill ghost. They were living happily. Rogers had no regret in his life about what he did to me. Heartless and cruel. Well, it was worse for me because I couldn't express my pain in the comfort of a silent solitude. The chubby woman who I heard went by the name, Mrs Clementine, made sure she sapped me dry with chores. “Amelia, the dishes!” “Amelia, make sure that dough don't get soggy,” “Amelia!” She called that name almost a thousand time that I even forgot I had to answer her every call. “Amelia, Mrs Clementine is calling you,” a lady beside me tapped on my shoulder. I was busy setting the silver wares back to its rack and I appreciated the little bit of time I had to myself, but of course, she had to ruin it. “My goodness,” I exclaimed inwardly. “A minute please,” I said aloud with a fr