Semua Bab The Werenun’s Dirty Professor : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Reina’s POVThat very moment re-played before my very eyes. I’d just wanted to enjoy the cool breeze of the night air in the garden and gaze over the moon and stars in the sky since I couldn’t just sleep thinking about Julian. It was getting over and I needed to do something to soothe me. Then there was this dark presence behind me. I thought it was nothing even when my wolf and heart were racing. Then I turned in reflect, bathing up with a hefty, strange man I’d never seen. He grabbed both of my hands, twisting them to my back. “You’re going to come with me,” he threatened with a deep tone, one without any iota of good emotion. My blood boiled. No one needed to tell me I’d gotten into trouble. But then don’t they say this is the safest country in the world. Why’s this happening? A plan? “Caused by who?” I asked myself a question that would be hard with the thumping of my heart to answer. I'd been abducted but this man was sent by who?Calder? King Frederick? I couldn't tell.

Third POVKing Frederick had no option other than to conduct the honor gala for his friend, Steve. He felt if he did nothing, it would hinder his integrity regarding the remaining guests. “I’m not going to mind what anyone will say.” He said to the celebrant when he went to visit him in his room. “But I will have to scrap out the peace deal with Lucien Green. I can even exclude Calder from being part of this meeting.” He said with anger. “How can you do that? It will be so rude and besides you don’t have any excuse to exclude him.” “I’m the king here and I can do whatever I wish to uphold my integrity.” Steve wasn’t aware Julian had met with the king and had told him all the ordeal he passed through Calder’s hand with King Cassius. Even if he could suspect, it wasn’t so deep. Since he was close friends with Calder, he tried to exclude his flaw but the king wasn’t ready to listen. “You either go get prepared for your honor ceremony or leave.” For the first time Steve saw his fr

Third POVKing Cassius had not slept a wink. For two nights in a row, his chest burned with rage, his heart restless as if a fire had been kindled inside it. Reina was gone—his daughter, his blood, the only thing that softened his otherwise hardened life. Though he had been a stern and distant father, though his rule had been iron-fisted, he could not deny the gaping hole left by her absence.“I need to see Calder,” he repeated. King Frederick smiled. “You want him, I’ll lure him out. You can do whatever you wish to him but don’t disrupt my event.” “Patience, Your Majesty,” one of his guards came forward and whispered into his ear, bowing his head. “The prince will come.”Frederick left his side and walked into the back door of the arena. Cassius didn’t answer immediately. His gaze was fixed on the entrance of the arena where the event was going on. Beyond that entrance lay the courtyard where Calder, the suspected Alpha prince, would be summoned by King Frederick. Frederick had pr

Reina POVI lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. The neon light made soft shadows on the stone walls, and my heart beat heavy in my chest. I still could not understand what kind of life I was living now. One moment I was in my father’s palace with my maids and guards; the next moment I was locked away in this strange place with a man who always hid his face.The mask he wore wasn’t like the playful ones I had seen during royal festivals. No, this one was too real. It was like another face—smooth skin, sharp jawline, steady eyes. But I knew it was not his true face. It was only a cover, hiding who he really was. Each time he stepped into the room, I tried to look past it, tried to see something that would reveal him, but the mask was perfect.And that made my chest ache even more. How could I fight a man whose real face I didn’t even know?Morning was the first full day I would spend with him in the room. He walked in slowly, not with force but with the air of someone who was use

Third POVReina woke up to the sound of birds singing outside the tall glass windows. The room was filled with soft light, the curtains slightly drawn so that the morning sun could kiss the edge of the bed. For a moment she just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where she was.Then it all came back — the mansion, the men, the masked boss she had met only once, and Caseley, the man who always seemed to be around her now. The one she was slowly falling for.She sighed and sat up, running her fingers through her hair. The bed was too soft, too big, too comfortable for someone who had been kidnapped. Every day here felt like a strange dream — trapped, yet pampered.A soft knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts.“Come in,” she said carefully.The door opened, and there he was — Caseley, holding a tray with breakfast. He walked in slowly, dressed simply in a white shirt and dark trousers. His steps were quiet, almost polite, as if he didn’t want to disturb her