All Chapters of Dear Mate, You’re Mine!: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Trent's POVAs soon as dawn appeared, I was ready for another day. Ready to hunt down Alpha Jacob, this time around. His security might really have to bundle me out.I had another strategy this time to watch for when he comes around no longer to simply walk in. I'd linger, watch and wait.The cold water jolted me, I was at a public tap. I splashed the water on my face.Moving ahead, I stopped at a vehicle's side mirror and peeped in, hollow eyes, dark patchy beards, and greyed skin stared back at me. Hunger and rough sleep had dealt with me.Right now, I couldn't even blame those goddamn Vogue attendants and receptionists, I was not a man worth looking at twice. I was simply a shadow of the man I had once been.I looked rough. I looked like a ghost– almost. With all the finesse sunken in by rough sleep.and hunger.But right now, that was the last of my problems. Looking good was least on my mind. Now, I just needed to visit Vogue.And visit I did. This time, I was early, early enough

Trent's POVAll I needed and wanted is to forge them into something leaner, well, with whatever number I get they could be leaner or filled. I wanted something faster than old packs and brutal.“Astra's men are loyal. But will they stay loyal to the end?” I asked myself.I was about to find out. Soon. Very soon.When I assemble my men…My vision blurred and I pictured the battle and the defeat of Asta.I pictured the battle clearly.A teaming crowd of rogues, outcasts, and different people who want to go against Astra. I assemble them and address them.We get into an exercise routine, training and preparing for battle. Without spears and swords?I didn't hesitate to walk into places and get some spears and swords. I contemplated getting a gun, the silver bullet would pierce her once and maybe an easy battle but getting a gun in the human world was actually more hectic.And so with just the weapons we had, I assembled my pack. First, I spread rumors. Spreading fear from the outskirts o

Astra's POVElder Raymond heaved, breaking the silence.“No, Her grace. We cannot be the judge and jury of this cause. We simply just want loyalty. A resemblance of it if possible.” he lowered his voice, “I know you are bigger than whatever this is but take a look at the faces of these people. They simply want the truth. They simply want answers, anything and I think we should give them.” He stared at me.Amusement danced in my face, and I simply moved my head a little before he continued.He turned to the rest of the crowds and other council elders, his face falling on their faces one by one, “I move that we summon Queen Astra to oversee an open investigation instead. Do a public investigation of Beta Arianna's death and let the findings be made known.”Everyone drew in a breath. Collective silence.Then they began to nod slowly and others just hung there, unsure. Their eyes darted from me to the elders and back to the crowd, should they…?I smiled ruefully. No one spoke, not even I.

Astra's POVWe had new envoys coming in. We had lots of rebuilding and reconstruction to do. While the full investigation of Arianna's death was going on, I couldn't suspend palace duties for it.On one hand, I had things to put in place properly and the last batch of envoys were entering this evening.We had borders to rebuild, routes to tighten and territories to form. I didn't have the luxury those council members and the rest of the people think I had. I couldn't afford it.A steady stream of envoys had been entering through the first and second gate. Each escorted by two guards carrying signs of allegiance, petitions and resources for our work.I still can't tell why people were writing petitions to me. We already had the case on the way and any petition that was not against me should have been directed to the head of council not me. I really didn't have the time for this.At this rate, I think these people were simply having fun. Petition forms were so fun to fill anyways."Her

Trent's POVI breathed in a sigh of relief when I remembered how the meeting with Varric went, I could have had my ass handed to me but luck. I was lucky.Exhaling softly, I stretched myself. I just didn't want to identify as a rogue. It was enough to not have a place to lay my head as it is, it was already enough to be landless and with no title, even with little rumors of me being a wanderer.But it still felt better than being a rogue. Rogues were said to be headless, kill on sight if possible. They were more vulnerable than any wolf and vulnerability is something I, Trent, could never afford.I needed another plan and I was right on it.The night was cold but the sting of the cold night was all I needed to jolt to my senses and come up with a planI walked for three nights across forests, and swamps. My knees and hands scraped by branches and my cloth torn at the edges as I waddled across. I was on a mission to seek out rogues-- ragged rogues, outcasts wolves, wolves broken by a w