All Chapters of The Hidden Princess and Her Enemy Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Amelia’s POV“Theo Crawford?” I repeated. “That sounds familiar, but I can’t remember where I heard it.”“You don’t remember?" Julian asked in surprise, and I shook my head. "Theo’s father used to visit during the early spring festivals. You and Theo used to play together all the time.”Diane nodded enthusiastically. "You two were so cute playing."I could only nod. I didn't remember Theo, nor did I remember playing with anyone outside of Diane and Julian.“Theo is already here. You have to go see him, Amelia," Diane said gleefully.Julian grinned. “Of course. I should greet him properly. It has been years since we last met.”“Okay, I'm sorry. Who exactly is he again?” I asked.Diane sighed dramatically, putting her hands on her hips. “You really don’t remember, do you? You used to call him Teo. He followed you everywhere when we were little.”The memory hit me then. A lanky green-eyed boy who would offer me candy whenever he had it. He always stuck by my side even when I was being me

Amelia’s POVOver the past few days, it had become clear that my father and Julian were trying to push me and Theo closer together. Theo had been given a guest suite only a few doors from mine. Every time I went for a walk in the gardens or stopped by the training grounds, somehow Theo was already there, smiling and ready to talk.At dinner, Father often invited him to sit beside me. When I asked Julian about it, he just smirked and said it was “good for diplomatic relations.” Diane, of course, found the whole thing entertaining.“Face it,” she said one morning as she lay slouched on my couch. “You and Theo look perfect together. I mean come on, he followed you around like a lost puppy when you were little.""We were kids. That was so many years ago," I said.Diane grinned. “It doesn't matter. He still likes you. You can’t tell me you don’t see that.”I sighed. “He’s kind, and I like spending time with him, but that doesn’t mean he’s my mate.”“No, he's not,” Diane said, “but you have

Amelia’s POVAfter taking a shower, I collapsed onto the bed, letting the cool sheets soothe me. The day had left me tired. Theo and I spent the rest of the afternoon catching up at the waterfall. We even went swimming. I should have been exhausted and ready for sleep, but my thoughts refused to calm down.“I can’t change the past. All I have is the present. I want to be with you, Amelia. Not out of pity, not because of your title, but because I’ve always cared about you. Let me make you happy. Be my mate,” Colon had told me.His confession continued to echo in my mind. It had been simple and straightforward, better than Ronan’s terrible marriage proposal. But, Theo had always been the straightforward type.Finally, a man was choosing me. I should have felt relief, maybe even excitement, but I didn’t feel anything other than being flattered.Being around Theo was easy. I could laugh freely. I did not have to worry about watching my tone or what I said. Everything about him felt safe.

Amelia’s POVThe morning of the Sacrifice Ceremony arrived faster than I expected. I barely got any sleep as I couldn't get the kiss with Damian out of my mind. Diane brought me coffee and had applied makeup to expertly hide the bags under my eyes. She stood behind me, adjusting the final curl in my hair. “Hold still,” she said as her tongue stuck out slightly as she concentrated.“You’ve been saying that for an hour," I groaned.Diane glared at me through the mirror. “That’s because you keep turning your head. I swear if you keep moving I will start over.""You wouldn't dare!""Try me," Diane said with a smirk. I stayed completely still and after another ten minutes, Diane stepped back. "There. Done." Before I could respond, there was a knock at the door.Diane went to open it. Nadia stood in the doorway wearing a red gown that stopped just above her knees. Her bright hair was tied into a high ponytail, and her usual carefree expression had been replaced with a confident smile. “W

Ronan’s POVI stood frozen among the gathered Alphas, unable to take my eyes off Amelia. The same woman I had humiliated and rejected stood before us wearing the royal crest of Silverclaw. And it seemed like everyone knew but me.The lies, the secrecy, the unexplained protection she enjoyed, all of it made sense now. Amelia was never a plaything for Julian. He was simply looking out for his sister.‘You made assumptions and insulted her,’ my wolf growled. ‘You deserve to be lied to.’I swallowed hard and forced myself to breathe evenly. Around me, the other Alphas kept their composure. I met Damian’s gaze. His mouth twisted in something between amusement and disdain. I could almost hear his unspoken thought: that I, Alpha Ronan of Moonvale, was once again the fool in the room.Embarrassment burned through me, but it was quickly replaced with rage. My father’s voice echoed in my head. ‘Calm yourself,’ he growled. ‘You will not embarrass me by throwing a tantrum here.’The Alpha King ra