Semua Bab The Hidden Princess and Her Enemy Alpha: Bab 261 - Bab 270

Amelia’s POVMy father looked past me at Julian, who was standing near the door with Nadia. He frowned slightly and said, “You told her.”“Yes, I did,” Julian replied without hesitating."I gave you explicit instructions not to.""I know,” Julian replied, “but I couldn’t keep this from Amelia. She needed to know.”My father made a sound that was almost a laugh, but more bitter. It surprised me. He looked back at me and said, "You should have told me yourself the moment it started, not days later through Nadia accidentally letting it slip to Diane.""You had enough to deal with," he answered.“And you still should’ve told me," I insisted. "There is no version of this where it was okay for you to keep that from me." I stopped. I was not going to spend the time we had arguing about what should or shouldn’t have happened. "I am not here only to be with you. I think you were poisoned. Damian and I came back to find the antidote."Father was quiet for a moment. He looked at Damian, who was

Damian’s POVAfter swearing his loyalty and secrecy, Gareth left the room. The air was thick with frustration and anger. Amelia’s brow was furrowed. Nadia was rubbing Julian’s back as Julian was taking deep breaths to calm down. We were all thinking the same thing and waiting for someone to say it first.“I think we can all agree that none of this is surprising,” I finally said. “I knew Cassius would not take the embarrassment of exile lightly, but this is insanity.”“When you told us what happened, I figured it was Cassius that saved Ronan. No rogue would risk their neck for Ronan,” Julian said. “It made sense to attack Ironfang, but what does he get out of poisoning our father?”“Because Ironfang wasn’t the main target. When things didn’t go to plan, he moved on to his main goal: Getting rid of the Alpha King,” I explained.“But why?” Amelia asked.“If the Alpha King dies without a clear successor, the entire region becomes unstable. Every pack within range starts calculating on mak

Amelia’s POV"My wolf thinks he was coerced," I told Damian once we were outside in the corridor."It would also explain why torture did not work," Damian said. "He is afraid of what Cassius will do to whoever he is protecting, which is scarier than anything we could do to him.”“We need to figure out who he could be protecting,” I replied.“Does he have a mate?” Damian asked.“To be honest, I am not sure. I never took the opportunity to get to know him as he was my father’s personal confidante,” I explained. It felt odd saying that now. I would make it a point to get to know all pack members moving forward."Then we should review the servant records. If Robin has family, we will find it there,” Damian recommended."Yes," I agreed. "Let’s go. We don’t have any time to waste."The archive entrance was in the east wing of the palace, past a set of heavy doors with two guards posted at either side. One of them stepped forward when he saw Damian approach. The other gripped his shoulder to

Amelia’s POVCassius moved to put himself between us and the back of the safehouse with his arm raised. He was about to say something, but Damian was on him in minutes. Cassius slammed hard into his wall with an audible crunch. At least three of his ribs were broken.Cassius stood up slowly with one hand pressed to his side. His breathing labored through his gritted teeth. He tried to put on a brave face, but he was clearly in pain. No matter his experience, Cassius was still an old man and could not withstand blows from Damian who was in his prime.‘No, no, he deserves this. Don’t take pity on him,’ my wolf growled.‘I’m not, but if Damian kills him before we get the antidote, that defeats the purpose of finding him,’ I said."Give us the antidote, right now!” I demanded.“Why would you…” Confusion and then genuine surprise crossed Cassius’s face before he frowned. “Alpha King is still alive, isn’t he?! That bastard Robin dared to lie to me!”"You have learned nothing from your decis

Ronan’s POVI had been moving for four days when I reached the edge of Moonbrook's territory.My father's directions had been correct. The Rogue King's stronghold lay northwest of Moonbrook, deep into terrain most wolves avoided. Cold, damp, difficult ground where the trees grew close. It was not a comfortable place to build a stronghold. That was exactly why the Rogue King had chosen it.I had two routes. I could go the long way and skirt past Moonbrook entirely. It would add two additional days to the journey, but it was safer than the other route. The other route was to cut straight through Theo's territory.‘Through,’ my wolf suggested. "We go through his pack territory.’‘Have you lost your mind? That is suicide if we get caught,’ I said.‘We are wounded and slowing down. Two more days is two days we do not have,’ my wolf reasoned. He was right. My shoulder wound had reopened. It was not fatal, but it could become fatal if I didn’t take care of it soon.‘Fine. We will go through,