Semua Bab Crowned In Vengeance: Bab 171 - Bab 177

Frost's POV "Hi." I waved at her.I was trying so hard to draw in my breath slowly. But they came in shaky, and at the same time, I fought so hard to not show how nervous I had been.Rya leaned against the doorframe. Her hair was a mess, but there was a way it just... showed off a beauty in her that words couldn't explain. She was dressed in a free satin gown—a nightwear preferably. It had its cleavage well exposed to display that smooth and colorful skin of her. For a moment, I suspected she could feel me coming and already prepared for me.If she did, then she won, because I stood there, ogling like her like a helplessly lost man. "Well?" She broke the silence between us, and that was the moment my view of her became... normal. "You want to come in or you just want to stand there staring?""I'm sorry," I lowered my head. Shame descended on me. I could only hold back my smile and walk into the room. I let out that hanging breath in my throat as soon as I stepped in. My eyes scann

Rya's POVI had just stepped into the pack house, when Lia's excited voice cut through the silence, disrupting my train of thoughts. "Ha! Thank the heavens you've returned. We need to talk," she said to me, bridging the distance between us with some kind of urgency in her feet. Initially, I took it as just her usual excitement for even the most minute things. But this was different. Her face was squeezed, pale, no smiles or that usual ecstatic expression seated on her face. She pulled me by the arm, with a tight grip that made me shiver in fear that my bones would be crushed. She pulled me to the side, away from the guards that followed behind me. "Calm the hell down, Lia!" I squealed the words, only not too loudly for another to hear. Once we stopped and reached her supposed destination, I regained my breath. I scanned that open space before asking her, "What is going on? Why so... feisty?"She breathed, trying to gather her words. "For the zillionth time, the people are talkin

Frost's POV In our moments of reflection, we agreed on one thing—to fight the enemies till the end. We weighed each man and woman on our scale of loyalty and devotion. Some were found wanting, and some others ticked the boxes. I remember that I and Rya held hands together, still under the moon's ethereal glow, and in the calmness of the night. We peered into each other's eyes, our hearts and souls transparent to ourselves. We chose never to lose. We decided to fight fire, but not with fire.We thought it best to expose the conspirators, one after the other, to build the pack back to what it always was. And by morning, we started off strongly from the hooks. I was well dressed. I asked the maids to be specific and intentional in my looks for that morning's council meeting. And staring into the mirror when they were done, my confidence tripled. I walked into the council room majestically—back straightened, chin up, eyes bright and wide, staring at each man until I arrived at my sea