All Chapters of Rogues and Royals: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Axel’s POV“All clear on that end?” I asked, eying him and sniffing him subtly. He smelled of sex and our new guest, making me suspicious.“I met my fated!” He smiled, having a dreamy look to his eyes. “I think it’s that new girl that came in with the princess.” He admitted.Fuck.. I cant send him then.. I couldn’t very well expect him to be partial then when it came to digging up information. “Congratulations.” I nodded at him, closing down the screen before he could come up and see what I had pulled up on it. “This weekend, I’m going to have you and Justin on guard detail for the Princess. Neither on of you is to have her leave your sight.”“Sir, yes sir!” He saluted me before leaving the office, his shift over for the day.I waited to make sure he was fully gone before picking up my cellphone and dialing my son, Jason. His twin just got back an hour ago, but he was still in southern Indiana on a mission for us. “Yo, pops! How’s it hanging?” He answered me on the second ring, his vo

At a small jewelry shop in London, EnglandAdam’s POV“Hmmm.. Tricky, tricky.” I smiled as I turned the dial on the safe, listening for the telltale clicks of the mechanisms falling into place. “One more to go.” They had hidden this safe behind a picture in the main office like a villain from a movie would do, the cliche making me smile.“Hurry, Adam. We have two more minutes before the cops arrive.” Dublin looked out the window, the sun on the horizon just barely touching the skyline now.Click, click, clank… the last one fell into place, the safe swinging wide. “Here we are! Hurry over and help me get all this!” I began dumping gems into the bag I had, my friend coming over and grabbing trays as well. I could hear the telltale siren in the distance, getting closer as we grabbed the last tray.“That’s everything! Let’s go!” Dublin went for the door, not checking if I followed or not.“It was supposed to be here.” I pouted, throwing the last tray down on the ground. There was info on

Lucy’s POV “Uhh… I’m beat…” I sunk down into the office chair as the last wolf left, the meeting for the day having drug out longer than normal. “Do we have anything else in the agenda?” I mumbled as one of the staff came in with a tray of tea, serving it to us and giving me a welcome reprieve for the day. “We need to discuss your court.” My dad rubbed his head as well, dark circles under his eyes from all the work today. “You need at least two Beta’s you trust to keep you level and to back you up, a minimum of eight Gammas for voting and regulations, and then various other roles that can be filled in down the line. Anyone you choose will need training as well.” He picked up a stack of envelopes and handed them to me, lifting an eyebrow. “I’m sure you already have a couple in mind? Also… Your mate.” “Well…” I sighed, knowing that he was going to give me a talk again about waiting for my fated. “If this is about Rowan and everything… I get it now; you and mom were right and I sho

Lucy’s POV “Wait… The whole talking with the Goddess thing isn’t fake?” My mouth dropped open a little, always brushing it off that they had inspiration or some shit like that. “Nope. Your grandfather even got a pie in the face from the Goddess to prove a point.” She smiled, shaking her head. “I’m never gonna forget the look on his face when the chair broke under him as well.” Laughing, she leaned back slightly in her chair. “When I… when I was taken during the war, they tried to force me into a heat… I guess you could say that it was part of a twisted little game that my captor was playing. When your father rescued me with his friends, my heat struck in the middle of them getting me out of there.” She paused and wrung her hands a little, her skin blushing deep red. “If your father hadn’t taken me when he did, I’d’ve never figured out the ritual on how to talk to her.” My mom took a deep breath in and spilled it all out, embarrassment coating her like a thick blanket. “If you ev

Felix’s POV Uncle Chester came out of nowhere; my savior of a giant literally tackling my Uncle Axel’s wolf to the ground from mid-flight, both of them rolling in the dirt as my Uncle got him in a headlock. Uncle Axel’s front paw and neck were in the iron grip of the giant, his paws scrambling as Uncle Chester was able to lift him in the air. “Ain’t no way in hell are you fighting like a lunatic when there are guests and ladies present! You’re supposed to be security, not an idiot, ya idiot!” He yelled as the large wolf continued to squirm, making Uncle Chester grip him tighter. “Let me at him!” Uncle Axel shifted back, his naked form on full display as his stubs waived in the air in a futile attempt to break the vice grip on him. “I said I was only going to maim him a little!” “Hon, you’re being ridiculous; and that is putting it mildly.” Aunt Jude came up then with my Uncle’s prosthetics, waiving them in his face. “And if you can’t behave, I have half a mind to keep these fr