All Chapters of Crowned In Vengeance: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Rya POV I soon go about my business, confining myself in the room. I couldn't help but think about something I needed to come up with an idea or something that would be mind-blowing enough to dispel the rumors surrounding my presence because I just can't let this happen to me anymore. Things keep getting much worse. I keep getting pressured, and with time, I think I might just lose my mind. I never expected everything to go this way. I started pacing back and forth again, a usual routine that pointed out my uneased mind. I bit my fingers nervously, thinking I was so frustrated not knowing what to do. At this point, I was nothing but alone, going to the wrong part and not even noticing it yet. I felt so frustrated at that moment. A ringing sound brought me back to reality. I looked for my phone, and surprisingly, it was a call from my dad. Suddenly, my heart felt at ease. He was the person I needed. He was the person I needed to talk to. Maybe he would be able to ease the

Rya's POV I was just about to get even more annoyed when I saw a figure race past. Both Lily and I looked toward the direction to see that it was Frost racing out of the house, but I couldn't really figure out what was going on at the moment. We both took after him without even giving it a second thought. We ran as fast as we could to meet up with him, but we then realized he was going to the hospital. We soon arrived with him, and I realized that Vargan had been poisoned. I walked towards the doctor and looked at him, then back at Frost. “What's going on?” I said as he looked at me with a worried gaze. “My dad has been poisoned again. These people just don't get fed up, huh? Whatever this is, doesn't it stop? I am getting tired of this. I don't think I can cope with this situation anymore,” he said as my mind immediately flashed to Lily's statement. As I felt so angry, I couldn't help but pinch myself in annoyance. How couldn't I have noticed this? Why didn't I see this? Ho

Lily’s POV The sun had begun to set and the winds were blowing heavier than usual as I stood at the edge of the border, waiting for the late doctor to arrive. But I was getting tired of waiting and more annoyed that he’d dare to waste my time like this. I wouldn’t have needed to see him so urgently like this if news on what that liar, Rya, as well as her connection to the Alpha's condition had been given to me like I wanted but her ruin would come in due time, I’d make sure of that however I could. After a few more minutes, when I’d decided to call it quits and stomp away angrily, I spotted his fidgety figure but as he got closer, I noticed that he seemed more distraught and scattered than normal and that alarmed me. “What’s wrong with you? Why do you look so…startled?” I asked, stepping closer and he shook his head vehemently like he didn’t get my point and that worried me even more. “I won’t ask a second time”, I pushed and he must have gotten the underlying message because he si

Rya's POV Over the last few days, there has been some form of commotion ravaging the entire pack and mostly, the pack house. Every day had its own version of trouble with some days worse than the previous or even the next and today was definitely not different. It was morning already. The sun was seated in the sky, with its golden rays draping over the landscape like a blanket. The sweet singing of the birds and the soothing feeling of the wind against my skin was meant to be comforting and therapeutic but it was never so. The entire atmosphere was filled with so much tension. I walked through the hallways with my hands gripping my shoulders, and my eyes scanning through every corner of the house. Something had happened that was very unexpected and it had to do with Vargan being poisoned. How it was done was the greatest question to this mystery. But who had done it? The people already had their answers. I was their prime suspect. All eyes were on me. People walked past

Frost's PovMy bed felt like a cage, the sheets tangled around me like chains. Sleep? Forget it. Every time I closed my eyes, it was Rya. I saw her face, her composure, that infuriating, captivating restraint she held even when the whole pack was practically spitting venom at her. And her strength… gods, the way she stood her ground, day after day, under constant attack. It was a fire I hadn't seen in anyone, not truly.The pack whispers were a constant hum in my ears, a low, insidious drone about her being an outsider, a threat. My father’s warnings echoed, that she was dangerous, Frost. A rogue and a liability. But my instincts? They screamed a different truth, that refused to align with any logic. My wolf was restless, agitated, drawn to her like a moth to a flame, and it was driving me absolutely insane.I was pacing the main hall, trying to burn off some of this restless energy, when Lily materialized beside me. Her smile was sweet, almost too sweet, her eyes wide with what sh