All Chapters of TO SATE AN ALPHA’S FURY: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alaric POVI must do everything to save the one who brings me peace. My chest felt tight. I looked at Sophie. She sat beside me. She looked tired. Her skin was pale. I looked at the silver blade in her hand. The metal caught the morning light. It looked sharp. It looked final. "I will talk to my grandmother." I said. I stepped toward her. I reached for the blade. "I will return this dagger to her now. She cannot hold your life over your head like this.""No." Sophie said. She stepped back. She pulled the dagger away from my reach. "We should work together to find the culprit. Returning the dagger will not make the young prince well. If I hide from this, Isolde wins. If I fail to find the truth, the Prince dies. That is the real tragedy."I looked at her. Her eyes held a fire I did not expect. She was not just trying to survive. She wanted justice. I admired her strength. I agreed with her logic. I still reached out. This time, I did not ask. I wrapped my fingers around her wris

Sophie POVI left the Alpha chamber. I walked down the hallway. I headed for my quarters. I held the linen sack tight. I met Martha on my way. She stopped. She sniffed the air. Her nose wrinkled in disgust."What is that foul smell around you?" Martha asked.I looked at her. I opened my hand. "I am carrying the medication Young Prince Daemon took." I said. "I am investigating it."Martha followed me to my room. She wanted to help. We entered the small space. I placed the sack on the wooden table. Martha took the medication. She smelled every piece of ingredient used. Martha has the nose of a dog. She identifies spices from across the kitchen. She found a tiny black object. It looked like rat poop. She made a sound."Why does this smell like rat poop?" Martha asked."Alaric said the same thing." I said. "I think it is an ingredient we do not know.""I do not think so." Martha said. "Nature does not make medicine that smells of rot."Martha left for her room. I sat all night. I

Alaric POVI watched Sophie leave the room. I saw the relief in her eyes. Her shoulders dropped. She looked like she had carried the weight of the whole kingdom for three days. I knew I had to do something. Her life is at stake in this kingdom. She proved her innocence. Now I must prove my power. I left the quarters of Queen Mother Isolde. I walked with purpose. My boots echoed against the floor. I reached my chamber. I sent for Cassian. He arrived within minutes."Cassian, go to the palace archives." I commanded. "Check the records for Prince Daemon’s medication. I want to know if squirrel droppings have been used in his medication before. Look at every entry for the last year.""I will go now, Sire." Cassian said. He bowed and turned on his heel.I sent for the palace doctor next. He entered the room with a nervous look. He kept his eyes on the floor."Did you have any contact with the medication before it reached my step mother's quarters?" I asked."No, Alpha." The doctor repl

Thomas POVI moved through the palace gates before the moon reached its peak. The Alpha had given his order. I had to find the royal physician. My job as a man of secrets is to find what stays hidden. I ran toward the physician's residence on the edge of the palace grounds.I reached the small stone house. The door stood open. This was the first sign of guilt. I stepped inside. The air smelled of panic. I saw her trunk open. Her clothes lay scattered on the floor. I touched the wick of a candle on the table. It was still warm. She had left less than an hour ago.I stepped back outside. I knelt on the soft earth near the door. I saw the trail immediately. Her footsteps were deep in the mud. She was carrying a heavy load. She was running toward the northern forest.I followed the trail into the trees. I did not use a lantern. I used my eyes and the moonlight. I am a predator. I do not need fire to see my prey. The forest grew thick. The ground became rocky. I lost the footprints for

Alaric POVI stomped out of Elara's chamber. The heavy wooden doors slammed behind me. I headed for my quarters. My boots struck the stone floor with a rhythmic thud. It had been a long day. I needed to rest. I entered my room. I sat on the edge of my bed. I could not rest. I was restless. I paced the floor. I watched the shadows of the flickering candles on the wall. Elara seemed to look innocent. She was firm. She did not show fear. Her eyes were like stone.Could someone have paid Morgana to do this to the young prince? I asked myself. The air in my room felt thick. Who could they be? Thomas said the physician did not mention names. She said they were many. This implies a network of traitors. I called for Thomas. He came almost immediately. He stood by the door. His leather armor was dusty."Have you been able to get any information from Morgana?" I asked Thomas."I have tortured her enough to make her talk." Thomas replied. He looked at his hands. "But it seems the person