All Chapters of His Rejected Plus-Sized Secret Heir : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

XANDERThe note was still in my hand while Marcus stood beside me hearing me speak with so much anger in the wreckage of my own chambers."My King."I didn't look up as he called my name . "Lock down the palace right now.""Again?""No one enters or leaves without my approval. Every servant, guard, healer, noble. I want them accounted for as soon as possible.""And if someone asks why?""Tell them it's the fire. Nothing more.""You don't want the palace to know Harper's gone.""I don't want the palace to know someone walked into my private chambers and took her." My grip tightened on the bloodied note. "If word spreads that I can't protect my own quarters, I lose whatever authority I have left to hold this kingdom together.""Understood, my King. Only I'll know the truth."The royal healer whom I had summoned for knelt over the two unconscious guards outside my door, pressing a thumb on each of their eyes.

XANDERThe clock kept ticking slowly and for over an hour I hadn't moved from the doorway. The chair that was turned upside down to the open window where Harper escaped from to the note with its bold written letters stained with blood drying up, sitting exactly where I had dropped it. "My King, the healer, wants to clear the room." One of the guards bowed down his head before giving out the announcement. "No one touches anything until I say so."The guard bowed and backed out without another word.Whoever has done this is daring me to do something I don't want to do because I might end up regretting it but if the killing persists and the palace isn't back to the peaceful state it's all known for then I might have no choice than to show them what I'm made of. Marcus arrived as the bright light from the sun touched the windows."My King. The guards are awake."Turning my face over to him, I inquired with much curiosity,"And?""They remember nothing useful. They only said it was a s

Elma. My feet were frozen and tense, curious to hear what Alpha Xander must have seen, but he had decided to keep it to himself. “Can you just say something, Alpha Xander?” I shrugged off his shoulder just to let him know that I'm right here with him and I deserve some answers. “When the time is right, you will know, but for now remain indoors.” he pushed me aside and walked out on me.“Marcus! Marcus! Please say something.” I fell on my knees calling Marcus’s name until he closed the door on me. I was sick and tired of seeing different guards being rotated right in front of the door just to keep me protected from something that I had no idea of. My knees were still heavy on the floor as I kept on crying tirelessly and wailing my eyes out in tiredness. One of the guards who was stationed outside banged his fist on the door, ordering me to keep shut. “You are making so much noise with your tears, and I'm certain that Alpha Xander wouldn't like that, so I think it's only best you

Xander. The following day I woke up so early and began dressing quickly so I could meet up with my warriors at the training ground since it's been a while since I last visited the training ground with them. The training grounds were loud with the clash of steel when I arrived, but none of it reached me.I stood at the edge of the ring, watching two warriors circle each other, but my mind kept sliding away from the fight in front of me.Someone inside my own palace had been moving against me for years. From the very dead witness and then the missing ledger, yet my thoughts kept drifting somewhere else entirely.I was more concerned about the whereabouts of Elma and how she is coping than anything else. Has she eaten breakfast yet?Was she still curled up with those medical books?Had she slept after everything?I caught myself and nearly laughed out loud at my own foolishness.When did I start worrying about her before I worried about my kingdom?"My King."Marcus's voice pulled me

Xander. "Camila and Derick?" Their names came out of my mouth in shock and disbelief. "I don't think Derrick is the one giving the orders.""Explain," I said. "And I need the full explanation right now.""I've been watching him for days, my King. Quietly, the way you asked." Marcus stepped further into the room, lowering his voice even though we were alone. "Derrick never initiates anything. He doesn't call meetings. He doesn't seek people out. People come to him. And only after they've already vanished somewhere else first.""Vanished where?""I don't know yet. That's the problem. Whoever they're meeting before Derrick, they're being careful about it. Careful enough that I haven't been able to trace it."I paced toward the window, frustration coiling tight in my chest. "For weeks I've had every eye in this palace fixed on him. Believing he was the center of it.""He might still be involved. Just not at the center.""He's a piece on someone else's board." The words tasted bitter say